After entering the cave, a sea of fire appeared in front of Mo Junlan's eyes, and he could even feel the blazing heat.
However, Mo Junlan immediately broke this blindfold.
After the formation was broken, Mo Junlan started walking towards a narrow path ahead.
The light inside was very dim, and it was almost impossible to see the situation ahead, so Mo Junlan summoned the sky fire on his body, which could be used for lighting.
Mo Junlan kept walking inside. After a while, a group of bats suddenly flew towards him, but they were all burned to death by the skyfire.
These bats have absolutely no influence on Mo Junlan.
After a while, suddenly there was a whirring sound of wind.
Mo Junlan's ear tip moved slightly, and then he continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.
But before he took a few steps, suddenly countless long arrows flew towards him in front of him.
Mo Junlan's expression was as indifferent as frost, and the folding fan in his hand swept forward, only to see those long arrows that had been flying towards him, and were suddenly bounced back by a force.
"This deity wants to see what other tricks are there?" Mo Junlan sneered, then continued to walk forward.
"Brother Junlan, it's almost time." Ling Xiao's voice suddenly sounded in Mo Junlan's mind.
Mo Junlan squinted his eyes, and after walking for a while, a white snow field suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Brother Junlan, that touch of self-consciousness is here." Ling Xiao reminded.
Mo Junlan stood still, looked up and saw that there was nothing but snow.
"Brother Junlan, that touch of self-consciousness is hidden in the snow." Ling Xiao continued, "Go forward."
Hearing the words, Mo Junlan moved forward.
"Hey, Brother Junlan, go a little to the left..." Lingxiao's voice still sounded in Mo Junlan's mind.
Mo Junlan followed Lingxiao's instructions and left, and then...
"Wait a minute, Brother Junlan, you are going to the right now, and it suddenly moved its position..."
Mo Junlan continued to follow Lingxiao's instructions.
"Brother Junlan, you take two steps forward, and then go to the right..."
Mo Junlan, "…"
He suddenly felt like a fool!
So Mo Junlan stopped moving.
"Brother Junlan..." However, before Lingxiao's words were finished, Mo Junlan interrupted him.
"Xiao'er, you just need to tell me where that touch of self-consciousness is probably located," Mo Junlan said.
"Oh!" After Ling Xiao responded, he told Mo Junlan the location of that touch of self-consciousness.
Mo Junlan's eyes flickered a few times, and then he raised his hand and quickly created a barrier.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Junlan walked towards the location of the enchantment.
After passing through the barrier, Mo Junlan began to ask Lingxiao again, "Xiao'er, is that touch of self-consciousness pretending to be dead now?"
"It seems to be pretending to be dead." Ling Xiao said.
"Oh!" Mo Junlan curled his lips and said with a smile, "Where is it?"
At the same time, Mo Junlan's hand suddenly grabbed the void, and a white light spot fell on his palm.
"Fight with Lao Tzu? I'll pinch you to death now!" Mo Junlan's smile was a bit wicked, and a faint cold light flashed in his eyes.
The white light spot in Mo Junlan's hand is the self-consciousness of the empty illusion mirror.
This touch of self-consciousness wanted to escape, but was locked by Mo Junlan's soul power.
"What are you running for? The deity won't abuse you, at most it will just obliterate your existence." Mo Junlan sneered coldly.
Ling Xiao, "..."
"Xiao'er, can you absorb this thing?" Mo Junlan asked suddenly.
"It should be possible." Ling Xiao replied.
"Here!" Mo Junlan's figure appeared directly in the space of Lingxiao Sword, and then handed the white light in his hand to Lingxiao.
Ling Xiao, "..."
Mo Junlan looked at Ling Xiao, smiled, and said with a bit of anticipation in his tone, "Xiao'er, try to be the master of this empty mirror."
Ling Xiao heard the words and immediately understood Mo Junlan's plan.
Although the self-consciousness of the empty illusion mirror is strong, it is still no match for Lingxiao.
Not to mention, Mo Junlan was watching.
Therefore, when Lingxiao absorbed this power, the process was very smooth.
Mo Junlan looked at Ling Xiao who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and the bright light in his eyes was as bright as the stars.
After a while, Ling Xiao finally opened his eyes.
"How is it?" Mo Junlan asked quickly.
Ling Xiao looked up at Mo Junlan and said with a smile, "I have now become the master of the empty illusion mirror, and I have also obtained that memory of self-consciousness."
"It's so good." Mo Junlan's eyes seemed to brighten a little bit, and he smiled, "If you have any secrets, tell them quickly."
Lingxiao thought for a while, and then said, "Some of the monks who came to the Immortal Ascension Conference in the past were really dead, but the rest were sent to the vast Immortal Land."
"What's going on here?" Mo Junlan frowned.
"In fact, there are not many memories about this piece, but I only know that it was sent to the vast immortal land." Ling Xiao said slowly, "As for the souls of those who died, they were all absorbed by that touch of self-consciousness. already."
"It's quite ruthless, and you don't even give others the chance to reincarnate." Mo Junlan lightly raised his eyebrows, his eyes flowed, and then said, "By the way, can you sense everything about the empty illusion mirror? scope?"
Ling Xiao nodded and said with a smile, "Now, no matter who Jun Lan wants to find, I can find it for you immediately."
"You're awesome!" Mo Junlan couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched Lingxiao's cheek, and said with a smile, "Then find me that guy Feng Jinghua now."
"Okay!" Ling Xiao nodded, and then began to cast spells to find someone.
Soon a mirage-like picture appeared in front of them.
I saw that Feng Jinghua in the picture was extremely fragile, and was even shedding tears.
Ling Xiao, "..."
"What is he doing?" Mo Junlan couldn't help but feel a little stunned.
"He seems to have been tricked and fell into an illusion." Ling Xiao replied.
"Could it be that he was also abandoned by the scumbag in the illusion?" Mo Junlan suddenly asked curiously.
In fact, Mo Junlan's curiosity is quite heavy, so he also likes to make fun of others.
Feng Jinghua seemed to be talking, but Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao couldn't hear them.
"Xiao'er, what is he talking about?" Mo Junlan asked.
"I don't know either." Ling Xiao shook his head.
Mo Junlan, "…"
"But we can go directly to him." Ling Xiao continued.
Lingxiao has now become the master of the empty mirror, so there is no need to worry about anything.
"Go and listen to him..." Mo Junlan said.
As Mo Junlan's words fell, the place they were in instantly changed.
Feng Jinghua was lying on a huge flower at this time, his expression seemed to be heartbroken, and he muttered to himself, "My child..."
"He has children?" Ling Xiao blinked.
"Which woman without eyes will give birth to him?" Mo Junlan said without hesitation.
Ling Xiao, "..."
"But it's also possible that he gave birth to it himself." Mo Junlan narrowed his eyes and said with interest, "Could it be that he also had a child with that scumbag?"
"Brother Junlan, do you want to wake him up?" Ling Xiao turned to ask Mo Junlan.
"Let him wake up." Mo Junlan said as he wiped away the disguise illusion on Feng Jinghua's face.
Ling Xiao nodded, and then began to pull Feng Jinghua out of the illusion.
Feng Jinghua opened his eyes slowly, his mind was still confused, but after seeing the faces of Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao, he immediately regained consciousness and asked, "Why are you here? "
"I already know." Mo Junlan looked at Feng Jinghua with a deep gaze.
Ling Xiao, "..."
"You... what do you know?" Feng Jinghua's eyelids couldn't help but jump, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
"You have children." Mo Junlan looked at Feng Jinghua with a solemn expression.
Feng Jinghua's expression froze immediately upon hearing this.
"Am I right?" Mo Junlan said with a smile.
Ling Xiao also looked at Feng Jinghua.
Feng Jinghua lowered his head, stretched out his hand and touched his abdomen, a look of pain flashed in his eyes, and smiled bitterly, "I did have a child once, but..."
Mo Junlan and Ling Xiao couldn't help but glance at each other.
"He's already dead." Feng Jinghua took a deep breath, and then said with an expressionless face, "Actually, the reason why I hate Feng Qingge and Di Wuji so much is because they killed my child."
"They did it themselves?" Mo Junlan asked.
"Although I didn't do it myself, my child died because of them." Feng Jinghua's red eyes were full of hatred, and he gritted his teeth, "My child was just born and was snatched away."
"...Who likes robbing children so much?" Mo Junlan's mouth couldn't help twitching. He remembered that Feng Jinghua had said before that Feng Qingge's children had also been robbed.
"I don't know, don't ask me." Feng Jinghua said bitterly, "Anyway, I can't wait to tear those people to pieces all the time."
"Oh, then I won't ask you this question." Mo Junlan nodded, and then asked again, "How did your child die?"
Hearing this, Feng Jinghua couldn't help but glared at Mo Junlan fiercely, and said angrily, "I was killed by your dead ghost father."
"I don't have a father!" Mo Junlan snorted coldly.
"Feng Qingge and Di Wuji are your fathers." Feng Jinghua snorted coldly.
"Your ability to be born out of nothing is also quite powerful." Mo Junlan looked at Feng Jinghua with a gloomy gaze, and said in a light tone, "Didn't you say before that I don't look like them at all? "
Feng Jinghua, "..."
How could he remember his lies so clearly
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