Rebuilding Terra

Nuwa stepped on the auspicious clouds as white as snow, which seemed to be condensed by the purest power in the world. Her figure was as light as a dancing butterfly, and she returned to the Wahuang Palace gracefully and flexibly. The Wahuang Palace was like a magical and dreamy fairy palace, standing high above the seemingly untouchable clouds. It exudes a holy and soft light, which is like warm sunshine, gently falling on every corner, making people feel quiet and peaceful. On the palace wall, the mysterious runes are like jumping elves, looming. Each rune seems to contain endless ancient wisdom and mysterious power, as if silently telling the ancient and mysterious story, making people want to explore the mystery. The palace is shrouded in clouds and mist, like a dream. The clouds and mist seem to be condensed by the purest aura, floating gently, adding a mysterious and dreamy atmosphere to the entire Wahuang Palace. Every corner seems to contain endless mysterious power, as if just by touching it lightly, you can feel the powerful and mysterious power flowing through your fingertips.

When Nuwa's beautiful and solemn figure stepped into the Wa Palace, her star-like eyes instantly fell on Fuxi, who was repairing his residual soul. Fuxi's residual soul was like a faint fluorescence that seemed to be extinguished at any time, swaying gently in the mysterious power. The mysterious power was like gentle water waves, slowly surrounding Fuxi's residual soul, trying to repair and nourish it. Although the power of repair was like a gurgling stream, constantly injected into Fuxi's residual soul, the residual soul still seemed a little fragile, like a candlelight swaying in the wind, which could dissipate in the endless time and space at any time.

Nuwa slightly frowned her willow-like brows, and an indescribable worry surged in her heart, as if a heavy dark cloud was shrouding her heart. Her beautiful eyes flashed with deep thoughts and worries. She knew very well that according to the current situation, Fuxi's residual soul could not be completely repaired. No matter how much mysterious power was injected, the residual soul was still like broken glass, and it was difficult to restore it to its original state. After a long and deep contemplation, a bold and adventurous idea gradually emerged in her heart like a meteor that suddenly streaked across the night sky - let Fuxi enter reincarnation.

Reincarnation is a realm full of unknowns and mysteries, like an unfathomable mysterious abyss. It is both an adventure full of infinite opportunities and a gamble full of endless challenges. Nuwa knows that letting Fuxi enter reincarnation to participate in the fight for the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors is undoubtedly a thrilling gamble. Every decision may change Fuxi's fate and even the direction of the entire fantasy world. But she also understands that in this seemingly desperate predicament, this may be Fuxi's only chance to be reborn and even win a position of fruition. That glimmer of hope is like a faint candlelight in the dark, although small, it is enough for her to fight and work hard for it.

So, Nuwa resolutely began her action. Her figure was like a smart and gorgeous light and shadow, shuttling between the saints at a firm and fast speed. She had only one belief in her heart, that is, to win this crucial opportunity for Fuxi, no matter how much it cost.

She first came to Laozi's dojo. Laozi's dojo was like a quiet and peaceful fairyland, as if it was the most peaceful corner in the world. Fairy mist filled the entire dojo, like a layer of light gauze, adding a mysterious and peaceful atmosphere to the entire dojo. The cranes were flying gracefully in the sky, their postures were light and graceful, as if they were dancing a beautiful dance. Laozi was sitting quietly under an ancient and mysterious bodhi tree, which seemed to be a witness of the years, exuding an ancient and profound breath. Laozi was quietly comprehending the mysteries between heaven and earth, and his figure seemed to be integrated with the whole world, making people feel an endless wisdom and power. Nuwa stepped forward and saluted respectfully, the action was elegant and solemn, full of respect for Laozi. Then she slowly told her purpose, her voice was soft and firm, like clear spring water flowing in the mountains.

"Brother Laozi, Fuxi's soul is now difficult to heal. I want to let him enter reincarnation to participate in the battle between the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. I hope you can support me and give him a chance to fight for the position." Nuwa's voice echoed in the air, with a deep expectation and firm determination.

Laozi slightly opened his deep and wise eyes, which shone with a wisdom that seemed to see through everything. He pondered for a moment, as if time had stopped flowing at this moment. Then he slowly said: "This matter is of great importance. There are many variables in reincarnation, so you need to consider it carefully. But considering your painstaking efforts, I will think carefully about it." His voice was steady and powerful, like the sound of an ancient bell echoing in the valley.

Nuwa thanked Laozi, and then turned to Yuanshi Tianzun's temple. Yuanshi Tianzun's temple was solemn and dignified, and the sacred atmosphere permeated every corner, as if people were in a sacred and solemn world. Everything in the temple seemed so solemn and majestic, which made people feel awe. Yuanshi Tianzun sat high on the throne, his eyes were majestic and solemn, as if he could see through everything in the world. Nuwa explained her purpose again, and Yuanshi Tianzun frowned slightly, and his brows seemed to be condensed with endless thoughts and considerations. Then he slowly said: "The matter of reincarnation should not be easily interfered with. But as a saint, I will weigh the pros and cons." His voice was steady and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty.

Then, Nuwa came to Tongtian Jiaozhu's dojo. Tongtian Jiaozhu's dojo was full of heroic spirit, as if it was a world full of passion and power. Many disciples practiced hard in it, and their figures were full of vitality and vigor. Tongtian Jiaozhu heard the purpose of Nuwa's visit and laughed heartily. The laughter seemed to break through the clouds, full of heroism and grandeur. "Haha, sister Nuwa, since you have such determination, I will support you. But in reincarnation, everything depends on chance." His voice was hearty and bold, full of support and encouragement for Nuwa.

Nuwa kept wandering among the saints. Every conversation and every struggle was full of hardships and difficulties. But she never gave up. She had only one belief in her heart, which was to win this opportunity for Fuxi. She was like a determined warrior, moving forward courageously on this challenging road.

During this process, other saints also began to think about the impact and significance of this matter. They knew that Fuxi's entry into reincarnation would bring new variables to the struggle between the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. That variable was like a mysterious mist, shrouding everyone's heart, making people full of expectations and worries.

In the mysterious world of reincarnation, the gears of fate have begun to turn slowly. The gears make a low sound, as if telling the future destiny. Fuxi's residual soul seems to have sensed the upcoming opportunities and challenges, and it flickers slightly. The light is like the stars in the night sky, although weak, it is full of hope.

As time went by, Nuwa's efforts finally bore some fruit. After careful consideration, the saints finally decided to give Fuxi a chance to enter reincarnation. When this news reached Nuwa's ears, her eyes sparkled with excitement, and the light was like bright stars. She knew that this was only the first step, and Fuxi's road in reincarnation would be full of countless challenges and difficulties, but she firmly believed that Fuxi would be able to overcome everything and achieve his goal.