Duanmu Lin picked up Feng Jinghua, shook her vigorously, and breathed her: "Hua'er, Hua'er..."

It was such a gentle and soft call that caused Feng Jinghua to reverse countless scenes in his mind.

But what comes to mind is the one that the original person wants to forget the most but cannot forget.

——"What's your name?"

——"Hua'er!"

——"Hua'er, be good and have a good rest. I will take you back after dawn!"

Once upon a time, there was such a gentle man who gently called her name.

It's so profound and unforgettable, but I want to completely forget it.

Feng Jinghua slowly opened his eyes. His right eye was dark, but his left eye was strangely clear.

It was so clear that the secrets hidden deep in the heart of the man in front of me seemed to be peeked into.

She could penetrate directly into his heart with her left eye.

I saw the private thoughts and pursuits in his heart.

But this kind of selfish thought is not malicious, and this kind of pursuit is not strong.

"Hua'er, Hua'er..."

Those calls never stopped.

All the memories buried deep in my mind came flooding back.

So familiar, he is so familiar.

The faint fragrance of peach blossoms, wearing a crisp white robe, but what appeared in my mind was a man with silver hair and green eyes.

It's him, but it seems like it's not him...

What kind of man is this body sleeping with? No, it’s a demon...

The man the original owner slept with was definitely not an ordinary person.

However, it probably couldn't be the man in front of me, because he didn't have silver hair or green eyes.

Feng Jinghua stared at Duanmu Lin blankly. No matter how Duanmu Lin called her or raised his hand in front of her, her eyes would not blink.

And her left eye also had a change.

Originally brown eyes, at this moment, they turned into fiery red eyes due to the direct exposure of the scorching light.

Duanmu Lin's hand waving in front of her suddenly stopped.

His dark eyes stared straight at Feng Jinghua's left eye, and he was stunned for a long time.

Until Feng Qianchen called Feng Jinghua worriedly: "Mother, mother, nothing will happen to you..."

Only then did Duanmu Lin come to his senses, reached out and pinched Feng Jinghua's right wrist.

A thin breath flowed freely inside her body, rushing straight into the empty Dantian in her body.

Sweeping away the filthy air from every corner of her body, she broke through the barrier that prevented her from cultivating.

A fiery red soul crystal slowly appeared in her Dantian due to the removal of the barrier energy.

He could clearly see everything going on inside her body.

It was a translucent and smooth round soul crystal.

The initially formed soul crystal should be white.

The soul crystal for those aged ten to fifteen years old is orange~

The soul crystals between the ages of fifteen and eighteen are black, and the soul crystals during this period will not change. They will only turn red when they reach the age of twenty.

After the sword soul master has finished cultivating all the soul consciousness, he can consolidate the soul consciousness and use it more dexterously.

The color of the soul crystal determines the soul consciousness that a cultivator can cultivate.

People who cultivate soul energy have such restrictions, so even though some people in other continents can cultivate soul crystals in their bodies, they are not willing to cultivate soul energy.

Soul consciousness is divided into twenty levels. The stronger the soul consciousness, the easier it is to see through a person's cultivation level.

Therefore, soul consciousness is the first major skill practiced by soul cultivators.
Chapter completed!