Rebirth Of The Most Peerless Venerable

Chapter 197 Eyes Changing Color

Di Xuanji frowned, as if lost in thought.

"It turns out that the birthmark on Lan Lan's body was inherited from you." Feng Jinghua twitched her lips, feeling quite upset.

"I still think it's weird." Di Xuanji's eyebrows darkened slightly, his eyes were dark, and he looked at Feng Jinghua and said, "For your safety, it's better for you to stay away from him for the time being, at least until you find out the truth. Don't be alone with them."

"Why do you suspect that he is not my son?" Feng Jinghua's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of killing intent when he looked at Di Xuanji, he said every word, "I don't believe what you said."

Di Xuanji pondered for a moment, then asked again, "Have you heard of the art of moving souls?"

When Feng Jinghua heard Di Xuanji's words, his expression finally became stiff.

Di Xuanji's eyes were dim, and his tone was deep and authentic, "I once had a dream."

Feng Jinghua frowned and said, "I'm not interested in your dreams."

Di Xuanji continued to speak slowly, "In the dream, our son died that year, and you were sealed under a lake in the Lingxuan Continent. When I found you, you His mental state is already in a state of madness."

"And then?" Feng Jinghua looked at Di Xuanji expressionlessly.

Di Xuanji took a deep look at Feng Jinghua, and said, "Not long after I rescued you, you committed suicide and died."

"How could I commit suicide?" Feng Jinghua sneered, "And what you said is just a dream of yours, not something that actually happened."

Di Xuanji lowered his eyes, his face darkened, and he said in a low voice, "I won't talk about this for now, but that boy named Ling Xiao is not a human being."

Feng Jinghua couldn't help being startled when he heard this, and asked, "Is he a monster?"

Monsters can also take human form.

Di Xuanji shook his head, and said, "He doesn't have the blood of a monster."

"Then what exactly is he?" Feng Jinghua frowned.

"I can't see it for the time being, he gives me the feeling like a ball of spiritual energy." Di Xuanji said.

Feng Jinghua couldn't help recalling the scene when she and Mo Junlan first met, but her heart was getting colder and colder.

In fact, what Di Xuanji said was the truth, but he was unwilling to believe it.

Di Xuanji pursed his lips slightly, thinking that the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain, so he continued, "Although the soul-moving technique is a forbidden technique, there are people who know it."

The so-called soul-moving technique is to transfer one's soul into another body.

Especially in the vast land of immortals, many cultivators who are nearing the end of their lifespan will choose to use this forbidden technique to prolong their lives.

However, this kind of forbidden technique is not known by everyone, after all, it is against the law of nature.

Feng Jinghua also knew about this soul-moving technique, but he still didn't want to believe it.

I thought it was a lost and found child, but the soul has already become another person.

He felt that he could not bear the blow.

"His cultivation base has also been promoted too fast, which is completely abnormal." Di Xuanji squinted his eyes, and said in a cold and authentic voice, "Generally, only those who have re-cultivated will have such a skyrocketing level."

Feng Jinghua's face seemed to turn paler when he heard Di Xuanji's words.

"Jinghua, after arriving at the Sanctuary, I will find a way to test him." Di Xuanji looked at Feng Jinghua and said softly, "That body may still belong to our son, but the soul inside the body is Not necessarily, you know what I mean?"

Feng Jinghua lowered her eyes, bit her lips, and said, "I understand."

Even his son might have been killed by this current soul.

This is clearly the dove occupying the magpie's nest.

Thinking of this, Feng Jinghua instantly felt that he was going crazy.

"Don't worry, if our son is really murdered, I will not let the murderer go." Di Xuanji said coldly, "The murderer will definitely pay for his blood and take our son's body back."

Feng Jinghua looked at the mountains below with a dull expression. That body belonged to his son, but what about the soul?

He hoped that everything was just Di Xuanji's guesswork.

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At the same time, after Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao fell into the mountains, they were about to break through.

They are now standing in a psychedelic array, no matter which direction they go, the scenery they see is exactly the same, as if there is no end.

Now even Lingxiao's eyes don't work anymore, because this formation has no eyes.

Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao's formations were only at the prefecture level, but the psychedelic formation that trapped them now was a formation above the holy level.

Moreover, it is a naturally formed formation, so it is no wonder that there is no formation eye.

But Mo Junlan didn't have a choice, he turned his head to Ling Xiao and said, "Xiao'er, close your eyes and don't look at the surrounding scenery, just use your body to sense."

When Ling Xiao heard what Mo Junlan said, he immediately closed his eyes without asking any further questions.

And Ling Xiao had this idea in the first place.

Mo Junlan stood quietly by the side without making a sound.

After a while, Ling Xiao finally started to move his feet, but his eyes still did not open, and he said, "Brother Junlan, follow me."

"Okay!" Mo Junlan chuckled, and then followed Ling Xiao step by step.

Ling Xiao still didn't open his eyes to look at the surrounding scenery.

But the scenery in Mo Junlan's eyes kept changing.

About half an hour later, Ling Xiao finally opened his eyes.

And they were standing in front of a lake at this time.

Surrounding towering trees can be seen almost everywhere, and the branches and leaves are so prosperous that they completely block out the sky.

The environment here is very quiet, even the sound of wind and grass can be heard.

The water of the lake is sparkling and crystal clear.

"Brother Junlan, this lake..." However, Ling Xiao hadn't finished speaking when he saw the water in the lake suddenly turbulent and churned up, heading straight into the sky to a height of hundreds of feet.

Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao quickly stepped back for a distance.

The power of the Peiran water was still rising towards the sky, and suddenly there was another loud bang, and the surging lake water turned into a huge water dragon.

At the same time, the water in the entire lake splashed out and rushed in all directions.

Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao immediately flew up and stood in midair.

"Who is here?" The voice came from the mouth of the water dragon.

Mo Junlan looked at the huge mouth of the water dragon, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Ling Xiao immediately became vigilant, his eyes were as cold as ice.

Shuilong stared straight at Mo Junlan and Lingxiao, and said again, "Report your name, I won't kill the unknown."

When Mo Junlan heard the words, he immediately sneered, and pursed his lips and said, "I won't tell you."

Ling Xiao, "..."

The water dragon squinted its eyes, seemed to be irritated, and suddenly roared loudly, with a majestic momentum of soaring to the sky.

The booming sound was simply deafening.

As the huge rumbling sound spread, Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao seemed to have scenes of mountains roaring, tsunami, and heaven collapsing.

The power of this sound is so powerful, which shows how deep the water dragon's cultivation base is.

"Small tricks!" Mo Junlan sneered, the white clothes on his body were fluttering in the wind, but there seemed to be an earth-shaking power in his raised hands.

Ling Xiao didn't make a move.

Seeing Mo Junlan raised his hand and waved forward, the world was moved instantly, and the situation suddenly changed color. This is the use of the power of the chaos art.

"Break!" Mo Junlan smashed the illusion in front of him with a palm.

The scenes of mountains screaming, tsunamis and heaven and earth cracking also disappeared.

But Mo Junlan's power still didn't dissipate.

The surrounding mountains are trembling, the water in the lake is undulating, and the wind and clouds in the sky are still turbulent.

Mo Junlan stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, his aura was not considered strong, but he had the spirit of a god that should stand above all living beings.

At this time, he had a kind of arrogance and dignity that seemed to be born with him.

This is a kind of spirit that belongs to the gods standing proudly above the sky and overlooking all living things.

Even Ling Xiao couldn't help staring blankly for a moment.

The water dragon roared again, and this time, it attacked Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao with a majestic momentum like a mountain.

Mo Junlan snorted coldly, his figure didn't even move, and another palm thundered.

The thunder and lightning that fell from the sky went straight to the top of the water dragon's head.

There was only a loud bang, and the lightning that fell from the sky instantly scattered the water dragon.

The disappearing water dragon turned into a lake again.

Mo Junlan turned around slowly, her purple eyes just met Ling Xiao's dark eyes.

"Brother Junlan, your eyes..." Ling Xiao looked into Mo Junlan's eyes in surprise.

"What happened to my eyes?" Mo Junlan asked puzzled.

"It's changed color." Ling Xiao replied.

Mo Junlan, "..."

Ling Xiao flew to Mo Junlan's body, then took out the mirror from the space and handed it to Mo Junlan.

Mo Junlan looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

His eyes really changed color.

"Brother Jun Lan, do you feel unwell?" Ling Xiao asked a little worriedly.

Mo Junlan shook his head and said, "I feel that my body is better than before."

Ling Xiao, "..."

"But what's the matter with my eyes?" Mo Junlan frowned and murmured softly, "Could it be related to my exercises?"

Ling Xiao also felt puzzled.

"But in my previous life, when I practiced the Chaos Creation Art to the third level, my body didn't change like this!" Mo Junlan was still puzzled.

Ling Xiao thought for a moment, then said, "Could it be a family inheritance?"

"Probably not." Mo Junlan shook his head, and after a moment of contemplation, he opened his thin lips and said, "My intuition is that it has something to do with the exercises, but when I practiced in my previous life, I never had such eyes. Could it be that the discoloration is a physical problem? But it shouldn't be!"

"Then what should we do now?" Ling Xiao asked.

"What else can I do? This is the only way to go." Mo Junlan said nonchalantly, "You can't gouge out my eyes, can you? And I think purple is pretty pretty."

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