Ling Xiaotu asked Xuanyuan Xuantian in a low voice:
"Why is he staring at this painting? What is he doing?"
"He is using the ghost eye technique to enter the painting and synchronize with the thinking of the monster inside." Xuanyuan Xuantian explained,
"We need to know why there are so many half-souls gathered together."[
"Witchcraft?" Ling Xiaotu looked at Zhongli Yirui, "It's the kind of trick where ghosts take possession of the body. It should be similar to this theory."
"Witchcraft is just a child's play. The Zhongli family has a special ability, and Zhongli Yirui is the best among them. Not only can he see, but he can also communicate with them without meditating, and he can also maintain his own consciousness.
Next, control and steal the thoughts of those monsters." After Xuanyuan Xuantian finished speaking, he snorted coldly.
"Although this guy is useless, I have to admit that Zhongli Yirui's talent in ghost eye skills is as good as any old man in Zhongli's family."
Ling Xiaotu nodded. Xuanyuan Xuantian, who was stingy and unwilling to use a few words to praise others, was actually able to praise Zhongli Yirui. It seemed that Zhongli Yirui was really strong in this aspect.
Ling Xiaotu and Xuanyuan Xuantian stopped talking and turned their attention to Zhongli Yirui, who had entered the painting.
Zhong Li Yirui's complexion suddenly changed slightly. His originally fair face seemed to be flushed, and began to slowly turn red, even turning purple.
Ling Xiaotu saw Zhong Li Yirui's hands holding the painting tightly.
The hand became increasingly pale, and the veins on the wrist were beating wildly, indicating how terrifyingly the owner's heart was beating!
Ling Xiaotu looked at Xuanyuan Xuantian in panic,
"What happened to his body?
I have never seen a pulse beating at this frequency!
So terrible!!!
"I don't know." Xuanyuan Xuantian frowned and said irresponsibly.
He walked to Zhongli Yirui and carefully checked his physical condition.
The pulse that was beating violently just now has slowly stopped, and Zhong Li Yirui's originally flushed face has regained its color.
"Is everything okay?" Ling Xiaotu saw Xuanyuan Xuantian's expression, and the place became calm again.