Madam, she always wants to bring trouble to the world

Chapter 952 You have the blood of gods and demons

In the very center of Silver Moon City, a towering ancient tree grew there. Hei Po once said that it was formed by the condensed essence after the death of Emperor Changsheng. ten thousand years.

Thick black trunks, and some strange textures, branches stretching out continuously, dense green leaves grow on the towering old trees, when the evening wind blows gently, the leaves will sway gently, occasionally blowing two or three The piece, swinging gently in mid-air, slowly fell.

Lin Yuan stood under the sacred tree, holding a lit red candle in his hand and staring quietly.

He looked at the flame of the red candle, looking like he was thinking about something, and the light from the flame shone on his face, the warm orange color, in the dark night, made him look indescribable. Bright and moving.

After a while, he knelt down and went to light the rows of unlit red candles in front of him himself.Not far behind him, Feng Qingyan was watching him, standing quietly under the tree.

His back is always a little indescribably lonely, obviously it's just a matter of waving, but he insists on lighting the red candle himself and praying the most sincere prayer.

The red candles were lit by him one by one, and wrapped around the holy tree three times. The light of all the candles converged and blended with the night. This long silent night also became unique.

He moved his steps, and when he turned sideways, the contours of his face were clearly outlined by the candlelight. The straight nose and beautifully lined chin, coupled with the dim and intoxicating candlelight, was simply a scene. visual feast.

Feng Qingyan looked at it, and couldn't help losing her mind.

Lin Yuan had already placed the grievances of his clansmen under the sacred tree. At this moment, facing the sacred tree, he knelt in front of the rows of burning red candles, raised his hands to perform the sacrificial ceremony, and bowed solemnly.

"A bow to the Longevity Emperor."

"Second worship to the soul of the dead."

"Three homage to the soul clan for thousands of years, and finally to the land of longevity."

From ancient times to the present, the soul people have attached great importance to sacrificial etiquette and national beliefs.

Even Linyuan has always maintained his belief in the Changsheng Emperor, and has never betrayed him for tens of thousands of years.

After worshiping, Linyuan stood up from the ground, but then he stood in front of the holy tree, staring at the holy tree, in a daze for a long time.

And Feng Qingyan stood with him.

"What the hell is going on with my blood?"

After an unknown amount of time, her voice suddenly reached Lin Yuan's ears behind her.

Although Lin Yuan never told her, she still wanted to ask clearly.

Her blood has mutated, and she has half of the blood of the Great Moon Clan, which must have something to do with Lin Yuan!
"For tens of thousands of years, the sacred tree does not bloom easily. Once it blooms, it is recognized. You are the person chosen by the Emperor of Eternal Life. Its petals can condense into holy beads, enter your body, and cause your blood to mutate, etc. When you completely become a soul clansman, you will receive a part of the inheritance of the Changsheng Emperor..."

"I don't want it!" Feng Qingyan interrupted directly, "I just want to be myself."

Lin Yuan pursed his lips, his chest heaved a little more, and said in a deep voice: "This is the end, I have no regrets."

She walked towards him with eager steps, raised her head beside him, stared at him with indifferent eyes, and gritted her teeth: "Why me?"

Turning his head, he looked at the girl next to him. Her long hair was pulled up, and a golden step was inserted. Following her movements, it flickered and glowed under the candlelight. The blood lotus mark on her forehead was dotted with makeup. , a kind of indescribable delicacy and dignity.

"You are not an ordinary person, even if you reincarnated, you can't get rid of this destiny. God and demon are one body, you have the blood of both gods and demons in your previous life, and you are much better than others without cultivation. Will it be normal?"

There was a trace of complexity in her heart, Feng Qingyan couldn't believe that this was the truth, and she didn't know whether to believe his words or not.

"I know that you have something to do with the ghost emperor. I can see some of the spells you use. He taught you. He must know your identity, but why did he let you practice my clan soul spell? If you were in the previous life, you can say , but now, your mortal body, a body of flesh and blood, doesn't he know that without the blood of my Great Moon Clan, even if you have practiced soul art, it is difficult to become a soul master of destiny?"

His cold eyes swept over, Feng Qingyan suddenly felt a chill attacking her whole body, as if an invisible force was enveloping her, even her blood was frozen.

She turned pale.

The highest realm of cultivating soul power is the destiny soul master. If she wants to change her fate against the sky, she can only work hard to climb up.

However, it is too difficult to become a Destiny Soul Master. I thought the root cause was that she couldn't touch the Destiny Technique of the Soul Race, but she didn't want to lose everything in terms of bloodlines.

Inexplicably, Feng Qingyan thought of the person her adoptive father didn't want to mention, what exactly did they want...

"Did you take that mask?"

Feng Qingyan's thoughts were pulled back, and she nodded to Shang Linyuan's eyes, "Yes, I was going to return it to you."

As soon as she raised her hand, there was an additional mask in her hand. It was a fine glazed moonlight, with gorgeous lines engraved on it, exquisite and beautiful, shining brightly under the light of the red candle.

"I'll give it back to you." She stretched out her hand and handed it to him without hesitation.

At the beginning, it was because of this mask that she inherited the power of the half-life tomb, and her cultivation base was raised by a level, but later on, she kept putting it on. With a sometimes big-hearted temper like her, after a long time, she almost forgot about it. up.

After Lin Yuan reached out to take the mask, he held it in his hand and looked at it, pursing his thin lips, "Your own resistance is strong, and your blood cannot be completely mutated, so you cannot get the inheritance of the Changsheng Emperor. And this Yuehua mask , the power contained in it and the Mandate of Heaven can originally help you become a man of destiny soul master, but if you don't accept it, if you don't accept the entire soul clan, then it can't really recognize you, so, except me, no one can do it again. Help you become a destiny soul master."

Feng Qingyan looked at the mask and fell silent.

The cultivation method of the Destiny Soul Master is the untransmitted secret technique of the Soul Clan.

Now the soul clan only has a few destiny soul masters, but no matter how powerful those people are, how can they compare to Lin Yuan?He is not only the king of the soul clan, but also the rumored descendant of the gods and demons with the purest blood.

In this world, only he can teach her, others don't have the guts.

Moreover, he also understands yin and yang and astrology, and is a hidden sky-level astronomer. Once the suppression of the ancient heaven and earth magic circle is gone, Feng Qingyan will not be weaker than him by a single star.

"It's too late for you to regret it now, but if one day you make up your mind, you can also take this moonlight mask, and I can also teach you in person, teach you to practice the real destiny technique, and change your destiny against the sky. "

(End of this chapter)