End.

Dao Jeiwei did not lie, the two people imparted a lot of knowledge to her when the little one was sleeping, they did not want her to suffer so, they gave her talent. 

Zen nodded and said, "What about the method I left to you the last time?" 

Dao Jeiwei said, "I have been practicing it, Aunt Zen." 

Zen nodded, and then she began to look at the situation inside the wheel of time. 

... 

Yang Dao played music for Dao Yin as the girl sat crossed legs to regain her memory. The song was filled with a lot of emotions, to resonate with the real Dao Yin that was buried under the dust of time, Yang Dao needed to deepen the connection he had with her. As his fingers floated on the strings, it produced a good sound and the connection became deeper.