Feng Qinglang explained in detail all the strange situations that had occurred in the previous illusion.

Dongfang Pei thought for a while and said in deep thought: "After your open class just now, I stayed here, carefully inspected the entire venue, and even conducted an aura analysis... The second illusionist has basically been ruled out.

The possibility of strong intervention..."

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but feel warm in her heart. No matter how strange and chaotic the world was, there would always be some true friends around her to support her.

Dongfang Pei shook the goblet in his hand, and the fruit wine inside was rippling into endless whirlpools. He stared at the whirlpool and said calmly: "So, the problem can only be with you. There are several possibilities. The first one is you.

The illusion was planted in advance by an extremely high-level illusionist, and today happened to be the time to trigger its conditions...

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly and said: "But this probability should be similar to the probability of winning the lottery jackpot, right?" No illusionist at the level of a peerless powerhouse would waste such a huge amount of energy, arrange such an illusion in advance, and also impose various restrictions.

The conditions are just to shock the magicians.

Dongfang Pei nodded and continued: "The second possibility is that you planted the illusion on yourself, and now the triggering conditions are met, so you saw it."

If the spell is performed on oneself, the difficulty will be greatly reduced. Only a series of spiritual suggestions are needed to allow oneself to see certain things at a certain stage in the future.

Such a possibility does exist, but Feng Qinglang frowned and said: "But why should I do this? Do you want to scare yourself? What's more, I also checked the spiritual sea carefully, and there is no place where I have lost my memory. This shows that

, I should not have arranged an illusion for myself, and at the same time temporarily blocked that memory."

Dongfang Pei's eyes finally left the whirlpool of fruit wine, came to Feng Qinglang's face, and said: "However, if your strength far exceeds the peak of your originally thought strength when you perform the spell, then you will definitely not be able to find the missing part.

memory."

Dongfang Pei's words were cryptic, but Feng Qinglang could understand it. That was when he used the spell on himself, and his strength far exceeded the peak he thought he had reached. Therefore, the sky was too high, and the people standing on the earth no matter what

If you look carefully at the sky, you can't see what's behind the clouds.

It's just that... I was already a peerless powerhouse at my peak, far beyond the peerless powerhouse. What kind of existence would that be?

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Dongfang Pei, and felt that the other person's eyes were getting weirder and weirder. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "You don't think I might be De Allen himself, do you?"

Dongfang Pei said nothing, still looking at him, acquiescing.

Feng Qinglang's body couldn't help but tremble, but he then smiled and said: "If I were really that person, I would immediately teleport back to Alans, press the throne of the Di Dynasty with one finger, and crush all the unscrupulous descendants to death.

Dongfang Pei said: "But now you are just Feng Qinglang, not Di Allen yet."

Feng Qinglang still shook his head and said: "Ancestor Di Allen has returned to the depths of the stars for many years. This is a fact known to everyone."

Dongfang Peidao: "Everyone knows that, but that doesn't mean it's the truth. Maybe he ran into some trouble or temporarily lost his memory, so he arranged such an illusion for himself in advance, just to tell himself when he fell into the common people in the future, who he really is.

who"

He paused, finally took a sip of fruit wine, and continued: "Or maybe you are a distraction of the sage De Allen, or an evil thought that was cut out, or a trace of thought that was lost. You understand that I am here

What did you say?"

"I understand, it turns out that you and Xinghun have the same hobbies. You also often read fantasy novels circulated on the mainland."

Dongfang Pei said with a smile: "Indeed, I not only read, but sometimes also write. Maybe Xinghun has also read my works. Of course, the sales are not good, so I won't tell you my pen name."

Feng Qinglang quickly raised his hands and surrendered. Dongfang Pei smiled and said: "Okay, let's get back to the topic. This is the case with everything. Make bold guesses and be careful to verify."

Feng Qinglang sighed: "But how high do you think the second possibility you mentioned is?"

Dongfang Peidao: "It's really not that high. There is only the third possibility left. According to the ancient magic way, the genetic code is mutable. Among all living beings, some people will be particularly smart, and some will know the magic patterns.

There are people who are particularly talented and born with supernatural powers, but most of these people have genealogies that go back thousands of years, and they are probably just ordinary people."

"Your Alansid dynasty is of course a world-famous lineage of geniuses. However, what if ordinary geniuses are not enough, and a genius among geniuses is needed to accomplish something? So, many, many years ago,

Perhaps in modern times, someone added a spiritual imprint to their genetic code. Once one of their offspring meets certain conditions, this offspring will touch this spiritual imprint."

Feng Qinglang understood what Dongfang Pei meant. The ancestor who left a spiritual mark was not necessarily De Allen, but using De Allen's image would be more shocking. Maybe he was telling him something, or maybe he was asking for a favor.

Something about him.

However, no matter what kind of thing it is... De Allen must have interactive communication, instead of sitting next to the base of the sculpture and acting cool.

Dongfang Pei seemed to be in sync with Feng Qinglang's thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "There are two possibilities. First, you have not yet reached the conditions to actually trigger this spiritual mark, but you have just reached the critical point, which happened to happen, so

I saw it; secondly, your ancestor did not completely complete the spiritual imprint. Maybe he was careless, maybe he remembered something he didn’t do in the middle of the arrangement...Okay, don’t look at me like this. Unless there is any accident, he should be the first

possibility."

Feng Qinglang raised her head and drank the remaining half of the bottle of wine, and said calmly: "Well... no matter which kind it is, we should go in and have a look again, right? This time I will open my spiritual sea to you in all directions, you

You should be able to see what I see.”

Feng Qinglang took Dongfang Pei through various illusion scenes, even slowing down the composition process of all scenes, and did not mind that Dongfang Pei mastered his own illusion composition method.

After a long time, they finally stopped in a brand new town.

"Did you find anything?" Feng Qinglang asked himself even though he had walked far away in the hall of illusion, and the scenes changed so frequently, he felt a sense of fatigue coming over him.

"It appears randomly. But I don't know if it's an illusion. The probability of it appearing in the city will increase. You are still some distance away from actually triggering the awakening of this spiritual mark."
Chapter completed!