The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

Pushing open the stone door, what came into view was an empty stone chamber. In the middle of the chamber was a raised stone platform. There seemed to be some kind of attraction, and Bai Qinghua couldn't help but walk towards the stone platform. He inexplicably felt a little excited, as if he had returned to a very familiar and missed place. When he saw the intricate array patterns on the stone platform, Bai Qinghua felt his sea of ​​consciousness surge, and vague memories emerged in his mind.

"That woman is really abominable. She treated me as a nanny and passed on such a fragile soul to me!"

"Little girl, you are so weak. If you are accidentally raised to death by this spirit, don't blame me!"

"Hey, the little girl's vitality is surprisingly strong. After so many days, her soul fire has not gone out yet."

"Since you want to live so much, I will help you reluctantly."

"For this small piece of the Soul-Nourishing Wood Spirit, the boss has sacrificed a lot. You have to do your best."

"Alas, it is really hard to raise you. This soul has already opened the first floor of the Tower of Babel, but the soul-nourishing items I got in exchange are few and far between. It seems that I can only open the second floor as well. You must take good care of yourself, otherwise this soul will suffer a great loss."

"It's time to send you off, little girl. I should be happy because I won't have to think of any way to get you soul-nourishing treasures anymore. But why do I feel so sad?"

"Little girl, you must grow up quickly after reincarnation, and remember to come back to see me soon, otherwise you won't get any of my treasures!"

"Little girl..."

There was only a vague shadow in Bai Qinghua's memory, but the voice kept nagging in his ears every day.

Bai Qinghua looked at the formation and seemed to see a broken soul surrounded by countless soul-nourishing objects. The soul gradually grew stronger from its initial weakness and finally turned into the appearance of a girl. After the soul took shape, the soul was able to respond when the voice was muttering. However, although she had been completed, she was still very weak and could only make movements but could not make any sound.

Until one day, the blurry shadow turned into a little boy. He looked at the little girl in the formation with deep reluctance in his eyes.

"Little girl, your soul has been completed. I can't support you anymore. Go and reincarnate. Once you have a physical body, your soul will be able to function like a normal person."

"Take that broken jade with you as well. It will keep you safe."

After the little boy finished speaking, without waiting for the girl's response, he quickly fiddled with the formation with his little hand, and the formation soon lit up with a dazzling light. The girl in the formation became anxious and kept waving at the little boy, but the little boy seemed to ignore her. Finally, the little girl's soul and a piece of ancient jade in the center of the formation disappeared into the formation together.

Bai Qinghua's memory came to an abrupt end here. When she came to her senses, she was already standing in front of the stone platform. Looking at the empty groove in the middle of the formation, Bai Qinghua's mind moved slightly, and the ancient jade in her sea of ​​consciousness left her sea of ​​consciousness. The ancient jade was only the size of a palm, but it contained a lot of secrets. The moment the ancient jade appeared, the formation shone brightly, and the ancient jade itself also emitted a bright light and flew into the formation. When the ancient jade was embedded in the groove, Bai Qinghua had a connection with the Tower of Babel. At the same time, after the ancient jade returned to its place, a ball of light rose from the groove and slowly turned into the appearance of a little boy above the formation.

"After so many years, I am finally free. You are so heartless that you only come to me now."

The little boy stretched lazily, then rolled around happily on the formation. Then he looked up at Bai Qinghua with resentment. Without the ancient jade as the eye of the formation, the tower spirit could not go up on its own. It had not been able to leave the range of the formation for all these years and was really feeling suffocated.

After absorbing the chaotic divine power from the Tower of Babel, Bai Qinghua now grew into an appearance of eighteen or nineteen years old. With the blessing of divine power, her demeanor became even stronger than before. She was tall and slender, with a slender waist that could be held in one hand. Her jet-black hair flowed over her waist like a waterfall, her skin was as white as cream, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, and she had a beautiful nose and cherry lips. Although there are no ugly women in the cultivation of immortals, it is rare to find a beauty like Bai Qinghua who has every feature perfect.

The little boy looked at Bai Qinghua, his expression changed from surprise to amazement, and then from amazement to confusion.

"I remember that I sent you to the God's Realm to reincarnate. Why is your aura so mixed now, with the auras of the human race and the gods entwined?"

"Are you...her? If you are not her, why is the ancient jade in your body?"

As the little boy spoke, his eyes became sharp and his aura surged. As he changed, countless silk threads rose from the formation and connected densely to the little boy's body. After connecting with the formation, the little boy's figure began to grow taller and he soon grew into a handsome young man. The pressure emanating from him made Bai Qinghua feel slightly suffocated.

"Don't be angry first. I should be the one you mentioned. It's just that I went through some changes and became what I am now. Haven't you recognized me? Besides, the ancient jade you gave me cannot be taken away easily by others. Don't you think so? Tata."

Hearing the sound of "Tata", the man trembled all over. The little girl in the formation before could not make any sound and could only call him "Tata" over and over again with her lips. This was the first time he heard her voice with his own ears. The "Tata" she called was indeed the most beautiful sound in the world.

"Tata... do you still remember my name?"

Hearing this name, Ta Ling finally confirmed Bai Qinghua's identity. The countless threads connecting him broke in an instant, and Ta Ling turned from a young man into a boy again.

"So you really are that girl, and you're back."

As a spirit of an artifact, he should have no emotions. However, after countless years, he has seen too much love, hate, anger, ignorance, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, and gradually he has developed various emotions. What he cares about most in his heart is the soul that he nurtured with his own hands.

The Tower of Babel has been active for countless years, shuttling through various spaces, floating up and down, as if there is no end. The first living being he saw was the girl's mother. The woman was pregnant at the time. She accidentally broke the spatial boundary of a secret realm, and by chance she saw the Tower of Babel floating in the void. The Tower of Babel had been floating in the void for too long and was already tired of it, so he made a deal with the woman. The lady gave the secret realm to the Tower of Babel for him to live in, and the Tower of Babel gave the ancient jade to the woman, promising that the woman could do something for her. The two reached a contract with the ancient jade as the medium.

The spirit of the Tower of Babel never expected that a thousand years later, the woman would actually entrust a broken soul to him. He was still ignorant at that time, and could only place the soul in the center of the formation where the chaotic energy was the most concentrated. Then he tried his best to collect spiritual treasures from heaven and earth related to the soul, placed them all around her, and then stayed by her side every day and nagging at her.