"Mother, how do you feel?"

Jiang Feng turned his back, and Zhao Linger waved her hand and put a green flowing gauze skirt on Qing'er.

"It's no different from before, but how is this possible?"

Qing'er moved her body and found that it was no different from herself before she turned into a statue, and said in surprise.

"Amazing, isn't it? This is one of the thirty-six magical powers, the great magical power of mediation and creation. This is the magical power that Nuwa used when she molded clay to create people!"

Zhao Linger introduced it to Qing'er with a proud look on her face, as if she also knew the great magical power of mediation and creation.

"It's really amazing. Your husband's cultivation has probably reached the realm of all-pervading heaven and earth. Not only can he bring me back to life with a wisp of my residual soul, but he can even restore me to my original state. It's simply amazing!"

Qing'er nodded, and then couldn't help but sigh. She naturally knew the legend of Nuwa creating humans, but she didn't know what kind of magical power Nuwa used. Although she was a descendant of Nuwa, she had never seen Nuwa.

"My husband is naturally the most..."

"Boom!"

Zhao Linger smiled when she heard Qing'er praising Jiang Feng. She was about to praise Jiang Feng, but suddenly the statue of Qing'er under her feet began to crack, and the whole lake began to tremble.

"Husband? Is the water monster coming out?"

Feeling the ancient immortal breath in the depths of the lake gradually reviving, Zhao Linger frowned and asked.

"Yes, after all, this water monster brought pain to your childhood, separated you and your daughter for ten years, and made you lack maternal love for ten years, so you naturally can't let it go!"

"Thank you, husband, go to the shore, I want to teach this water monster a lesson!"

Jiang Feng deliberately released the water monster just to let Zhao Linger vent her anger, and Zhao Linger did not refuse. This water monster is really abominable. She has hated it all these years.

Jiang Feng took Qing'er back to the shore, and Qing'er only noticed that her grandmother was there.

The two of them couldn't help but burst into tears when they met again after a long separation, and they didn't know what to say excitedly.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Qing'er's statue was completely shattered, and the water level of the lake suddenly soared dozens of times. A huge and ferocious head emerged from the lake, and it was naturally the water monster that Qing'er had sealed with her life.

The head of the water monster was huge and ugly, with a bloody mouth and two huge fins beside it. It looked like a loach or a catfish, which was not consistent with the eight-headed giant snake that was born in water.

"Jiang Feng, can I call you that? Ling'er will be fine if she faces the water monster alone!"

Qing'er was a little worried when she saw the fierce and powerful appearance of the water monster. She had no way to deal with the water monster back then, so she chose to turn into a statue to suppress the water monster. If it was a powerful person like Jiang Feng who dealt with the water monster, she would naturally not worry.

But letting Zhao Ling'er deal with the water monster alone, even with Jiang Feng's support, she was still uneasy in her heart, after all, that was her daughter, and she didn't know Zhao Ling'er's current strength.

"Don't worry, Ling'er is now in the realm of heavenly immortals, and a water monster in the realm of earthly immortals can't do anything to her!"

Jiang Feng nodded at Qing'er, and then explained in a deep voice.

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Linger had already started fighting with the water monster. She held a magic sword transformed by magic power and fought with the water monster at close range.

The water monster mobilized the water element to strengthen itself in all directions, and relied on its characteristics of being born in water to fight Zhao Linger.

The battle between them caused the water level of the lake to continue to surge, and the flood formed surged towards the direction of Nanzhao Kingdom.

Qing'er was about to fly up to stop the flood, but found that her magic power was gone, no, not only magic power, but also her Nuwa bloodline was gone.

If the Nuwa bloodline was still there, she could use the power of the bloodline to exert her magic power, but without the Nuwa bloodline, she could not transform into a human body with a snake tail to release her magic power.

"Jiang Feng, my Nuwa bloodline..."

"Oh, I have removed it. You must know that the power in Nuwa's bloodline will gradually transfer to the next generation over time, and the fate that awaits the previous generation is naturally the exhaustion of mana and lifespan. Now Ling'er has grown up. If your Nuwa bloodline is not removed, you will die because of the transfer of mana and lifespan. How will Ling'er feel then?"

Qing'er hasn't finished her words yet, Jiang Feng has already answered her. After all, Qing'er's doubts are self-evident.

"But now the flood is rushing towards Nanzhao. If I can't stop it, Nanzhao may reappear the flood of that year. At that time, the people of Nanzhao will definitely be displaced and miserable!"

"Back then? You silently guarded Nanzhao for so long, worked hard for the prosperity of Nanzhao, and even married the Witch King, just to better protect the people of Nanzhao. But what about them? They wanted to set you on fire, but you put aside your past grudges and suppressed the water monster with your life. It was the last kindness to Nanzhao. Now you are back from the dead. You should not live for Nanzhao anymore, but for Ling'er!"

Qing'er was anxious when she heard this. Looking at the endless flood, she couldn't help but worry about the people of Nanzhao. Jiang Feng was calm at this time and spoke calmly.

"The people of Nanzhao were just blinded by worshiping the moon. Well, even if I shouldn't care about Nanzhao's affairs anymore, and I can't care about Nanzhao's affairs without my magic power, but aren't you a fairy? Fairies should be kind, right? Can you take care of it? "

Qing'er didn't agree with Jiang Feng's words, but she had lost her magic power now, so she couldn't do anything even if she wanted to. She could only pretend to agree with Jiang Feng and wanted Jiang Feng, the immortal, to stop the flood.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and they treat all things as straw dogs; saints are not benevolent, and they treat the people as straw dogs. Between heaven and earth, is it like a bellows? It is empty but not submissive, and it moves and produces more. Too much talk will lead to exhaustion, so it is better to keep the middle. "

Jiang Feng did not explain, but quoted a passage from the Tao Te Ching to express his attitude.

"Jiang Feng, can I beg you?"

Qing'er was speechless by what Jiang Feng said, and didn't know how to refute, but the kindness in her heart still made her unable to stand idly by, so she begged Jiang Feng softly.

"All the descendants of Nuwa are the same, stubborn!"

"Back off! Beg! "

Jiang Feng looked at Qing'er's pleading face, and remembered that Ling'er in the original play also chose to sacrifice herself to kill the water monster. He shook his head helplessly, and then he made the flood retreat and bound it in the lake.

"Jiang Feng, thank you!"

Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief and sincerely thanked Jiang Feng. She suddenly felt that Jiang Feng was only cold and ruthless on the surface, but he was still kind and loving in his heart.

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