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

Dongfang Pei thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "After your public class just now, the old man specially stayed, carefully inspected the entire venue, and even did an analysis of the breath...... The possibility of a second illusionist intervening forcefully has been ruled out......"

Feng Qinglang's heart couldn't help but feel warm, no matter how strange and displaced, there will always be some real friends around him to support him.

Dongfang Pei shook the goblet in his hand, and the fruit wine in it was rippling with an endless whirlpool, he stared at the whirlpool, and said calmly: "So, the problem can only lie with yourself, there are several possibilities, first, you have been planted by an extremely high-level illusionist in advance, and today is the time to trigger its conditions...

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly: "But this probability should be about the same as the probability of winning the lottery jackpot, right?" No peerless powerhouse-level illusionist would waste such a huge amount of energy, arrange such an illusion in advance, and restrict all kinds of conditions, just to shock the magician.

Dongfang Pei nodded and continued: "The second possibility is that you have planted an illusion for yourself, and now the trigger condition has been reached, so you see it."

If you cast a spell on yourself, the difficulty will be greatly reduced, and you only need a series of mental hints to let yourself see some specific things at a certain stage in the future.

There is indeed such a possibility, but Feng Qinglang frowned and said, "But what if I want to do this, do you want to scare yourself? What's more, I also carefully checked the spiritual sea, and I didn't have any memories of the place where I lost them." This means that I should not have set up illusions for myself, and at the same time temporarily blocked out that memory. ”

Dongfang Pei's gaze finally left the fruit wine vortex, came to Feng Qinglang's face, and said, "However, if your strength far exceeds the peak of your original strength when you cast the spell, then you will definitely not be able to find that lost memory." ”

Dongfang Pei's words were vague, but Feng Qinglang could understand that that was the time when he cast a spell on himself, and his strength far exceeded the peak he had thought he had reached, so the sky was too high, and no matter how carefully the people standing on the ground looked at the sky, they couldn't see what was behind the clouds.

Merely...... At the peak of his past, he was already a peerless powerhouse, far surpassing the existence of a peerless powerhouse, so what kind of existence should it be?

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Dongfang Pei, only to feel that the other party's eyes were becoming more and more strange, and he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Do you think that I may be Di Allen himself?"

Dongfang Pei didn't make a sound, he still looked at him, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Feng Qinglang's body couldn't help but tremble, but he then smiled: "If I am really the one, I will immediately teleport back to Alans, press the throne of the Di Dynasty with one finger, and pinch all those unscrupulous descendants to death by the way."

Dongfang Pei said: "However, you are only Feng Qinglang now, not Di Allen." ”

Feng Qinglang still shook his head and said, "Ancestor Di Alun has returned to the depths of the stars for many years, this is a well-known fact in the world."

Dongfang Pei said: "Everyone in the world knows, that doesn't mean that the truth may be that he is in some trouble, or temporarily has amnesia, so he arranged such an illusion for himself in advance, just to tell himself who he is when he falls into the folk in the future."

He paused, finally took a sip of fruit wine, and continued, "Or maybe you are a distraction from the sage Di Allen, or an evil thought that has been cut out, or a trace of thought that has been lost, do you know what I'm talking about?"

"I see, it turns out that you and Star Soul have the same hobbies, and you often read those fantasy novels circulating on the mainland."

Dongfang Pei smiled: "Indeed, I not only read it, but sometimes I also write, maybe the star soul has also seen my works, of course, the sales are not good, so I won't tell you the pen name." ”

Feng Qinglang hurriedly raised his hand in surrender, and Dongfang Pei smiled: "Okay, let's go back to the topic, everything is like this, make bold guesses, and be careful to verify"

Feng Qinglang sighed: "But, how high do you think the second possibility you said?"

Dongfang Pei said: "It's really not high, then, there is only the third possibility, according to the ancient demon dao, the genetic code is mutate, in all living beings, some people will be particularly smart, some people will be particularly talented for magic patterns, and some people are born with divine power, but these people, most of the genealogy for thousands of years, may be ordinary people."

"Your Aransdi dynasty lineage, of course, is a world-famous genius bloodline, but if it is not enough to be an ordinary genius, you need a genius among geniuses to accomplish something? So, many, many years ago, or perhaps in modern times, someone added a spiritual imprint to his genetic code, and once his descendant met certain conditions, this descendant would touch this spiritual imprint. ”

Feng Qinglang understood what Dongfang Pei meant, the ancestor who left a spiritual imprint was not necessarily Di Allen, but with Di Allen's image, it would be more deterrent, maybe to tell him something, or maybe to ask him something.

Either way...... Di Allen always has to communicate interactively, not by the sculpture pedestal.

Dongfang Pei seemed to synchronize Feng Qinglang's train of thought, and said in a deep voice: "There are two possibilities, first, you haven't reached the conditions to really trigger this spiritual imprint, but you just came to the critical point and coincided with it, so you saw it; Second, your ancestor didn't completely complete that spiritual imprint, maybe carelessly, maybe he remembered something halfway through...... Okay, don't look at me like that, if there are no accidents, it should be the first possibility. ”

Feng Qinglang raised his head and drank the remaining small half bottle of wine, and said calmly: "Uh...... Either way, we should go in and have a look again, right? This time I'm opening up the spiritual sea to you in all directions, and you should be able to see what I see."

Feng Qinglang took Dongfang Pei and shuttled through all kinds of illusion scenes, even slowing down the composition process of all scenes, and didn't mind Dongfang Pei mastering his own illusion composition.

After a long time, they finally stopped in a new small city.

"Did you find anything?" even though Feng Qinglang asked himself if he had walked far away in the hall of illusion, changing the scene so frequently, he felt a wave of fatigue hit him.

"It came up randomly. But I don't know if it's an illusion, the probability of it appearing in the city will increase a little bit, and you are still some way away from actually triggering the awakening of this spiritual imprint."

The two of them stood in the middle of the empty city, and the magnificent sculpture reaching into the sky reappeared in front of them, and the familiar handsome man was once again next to the base of the sculpture, looking intently ahead.