After making a hug at Lan Li, Zi Xuan said weakly:

"These spiritual energy is all accumulated by the Reincarnation Hall over the years. It won't be long before it will be sucked in by the scales on the ground.

When it is activated next time, it will be released for the transformation of the saint..."

While speaking, Zixuan was already leaning in Lan Li's arms.

Gently stroking her hair, Lan Li raised her heart when she heard this.

Isn't this a biobattery?

Judging from Zixuan's meaning, these scales under the transformation can absorb spiritual energy by themselves?

Look at the concentration of spiritual energy around you...

‘No wonder you saints of all generations must complete their transformation in the Hall of Reincarnation.

Your transformation consumes spiritual energy, and the scales you have removed can store spiritual energy.

This is recycling, and the more you use it, the stronger it becomes...'

"What did you say?"

Leaning in Lan Li's arms, Zixuan reached out and touched Lan Li's face a few times, and then shedded without any strength.

She looks very bullied now.

Then, Zixuan's next words made Lan Li stunned.

"If you want these scales, you can take some of them away when you take me away..."

"Um?"

"The previous generation of saints is no longer used. It will take another seven or eight hundred years to wait until the next generation of saints are born.

During this period, I'm using these."

“Not used?”

"Yes, she's going to die and will not shed her skin again..."

"die?"

Lan Li's hand on Zixuan's back froze.

Zixuan felt his heart beating faster and arched her nose at him:

"Don't think about it. Even if she is about to die, she can live for another seventy or eighty years."

Lanli: "..."

"Is that like this..."

OK, Renley admits.

He did have a bad idea just now.

The Nuwa clan has always been a saint.

In other words, after the previous saint passed away, Zixuan, the "saint girl", became a regular person.

Among the three planes of the Nuwa clan, thousands of masters and masters belonging to the temple.

It's all Zixuan who has the final say...

A little scary!

Although the three planes cannot communicate normally, each time they communicate, they can only exchange a small part of the resources.

Only the daily operation of the temple can be provided.

But it was just the sixteen masters and masters in the valley, and a large number of innate female warriors.

It's enough to offer Zi Xuan to the altar!

"yes...."

After saying this weakly, Zixuan reached out to touch Lan Li's nose:

"So, you'll be kind to me in the future, otherwise she'll come to deal with you for me!"

"Well...."

All right.

Lan Li is no longer able to complain about the way Nuwa clan calculates his lifespan.

"Where can I dare to bully you?"

"...hehehe, I'll just give you a reminder first..."

......

......

Zixuan rested in the Reincarnation Hall for a whole morning.

Wait until noon.

Judging from her appearance, she has recovered almost.

When Lan Li accompanied her out of the cave.

What I saw was a large number of female warriors kneeling on one knee outside.

Zixuan really feels like a queen when she is guarded by such a group of women.

Being stared at by a large group of people.

The surroundings are quiet.

Zixuan approached Lan Li and muttered:

“Every time they molt, they do this.

I will have to meet the saint with them later. Just go to my room over there and wait for me."

"Well..."

After several times, Lan Li discovered that when Zi Xuan called the previous saint, she had a very casual expression.

Blinking, he asked:

"What kind of relationship is there between you and the previous saint?"

“Yes… well….”

Zixuan thought about it after hearing this, then used Lan Yi to teach her vocabulary and replied playfully:

"Best friend?"

"Meow Meow?"

"Hehe, Miss Meow is not here, I'm talking nonsense!"

Seeing Lan Li's surprised expression, Zixuan explained with a smile:

"In our clan, the saints did not pass on each other, but met each other by chance in the long river of time.

Two saints can meet in a thousand years.

How difficult it is.

It's all fate.

so what.

There is no saying of seniority among us, and the saints of all generations have been like this."

“……”

"Hehehe, are you scared?"

"I'm a little uncomfortable... By the way, you call Grandma Hua a mother-in-law, what should she be called?"

"Hey? I don't know... she has never seen Grandma Hua before."

Speaking of this, Zixuan seemed a little confused.

I feel that the previous generation of saints cannot be called her.

A little face is bitter.

He grabbed Lan Li with one hand and caused trouble.

"Hiss...be gentle..."

"Don't pretend, I know you're not hurt!"

"Well...."

"Okay, I'll go see her first. Go to my house and wait for me!"

While speaking, Zixuan pointed to the cliff in the distance...
To be continued...