Chapter 342: Who Is the Bait (Part I)

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After casting a spell from the fragments of the druid's divine consciousness that was included in the Huangquan Banner, after knowing one]7 feelings, Xu Changqing's heart was stirred, and at the same time, new doubts were born.

The reason why his heart was stirring was because the power displayed by the mirage bead was far more magical than what was recorded in the book. If he could obtain the Mirage Bead and create another method that matched the Dao Heart Realm, then he might be able to save the long Immortal Transformation Time from the Jindan Avenue to the Ascension Dao.

As for the doubts of the new students, they are mainly aimed at the old man Farrow. Originally, according to Xu Changqing's estimate, the old man not only knew the town very well, but also was very familiar with the town's mirage beads, and he must be someone from the town, and he might even be the druid traitor who stole the mirage beads and caused the town's disaster. However, from those fragments of divine consciousness extracted by the secret method, Xu Changqing could not see the extreme hatred of these druids towards the old man, that is to say, they just regarded the old man as an ordinary intruder.

In this way, the identity of the old man Farrow is worth scrutinizing, after all, the traitor was dedicated to the Western Church, and the thing was also put in the Vatican, the headquarters of the Western Church. And with the strength shown by the old man, in Xu Changqing's opinion, he would never be able to go to the Vatican to steal the mirage bead before he obtained the mirage bead and improved his strength. In this way, the identity of the old man is likely to be a very important pawn arranged by the Western Holy See in the Demon Hunter Organization.

After sorting out some clues, Xu Changqing had a trace of excitement in his eyes, held the Huangquan banner on his head again, stood up, and quickly chased after the direction where the old man left. Not long after Xu Changqing left, several whirlwinds suddenly blew up beside the charred black land, and the green grass on the ground was also rolled up, hovering in the air, forming an almost human-like shape. After the straw man was fully formed, the wind suddenly stopped, and the grass that was constantly circling in the wind also fell down one after another, and real people appeared in the straw man's position.

All of them were wearing a very rudimentary-looking robe, with a wreath of branches drawn on the back of the robe with a natural dye, and they appeared to be small-town Druids. One of the Druids, who had a wooden staff in his hand, took off the hood from his head and looked at the direction Xu Changqing left, the look in his eyes looked very strange, not only did he not have a trace of hatred, but there was a sense of expectation and worry. If Xu Changqing was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this Druid as the innkeeper of the town, but at this moment, the temperament of the innkeeper is no longer the philistine of a merchant, but has a touch of sacredness and solemnity.

When these Druids appeared, Xu Changqing, who rushed towards the sinkhole, immediately sensed it, stopped his steps, and looked behind him. He felt that in the place where he had just fought, there were seven or eight more powerful forces, each of which was no worse than the Druids he had taken into the Yellow Spring Banner. It's just that what surprised him was that these druids behind him didn't seem to be hostile, and the aura of power on their bodies was completely different from the seven druids just now. The power of the seven druids just now was very violent and frenzied, which was somewhat contrary to the druid's natural way, but now the aura on these druids seemed more peaceful and peaceful, and there was also a trace of wood spirit qi in them, which was more in line with the druid's fundamental teachings and cultivation paths.

Xu Changqing saw that these druids had no intention of stopping, and quickly retreated into the white mist on the periphery, so they didn't make any extraneous branches, and continued to use their methods to rush forward. With the degree of ghosts and spirits, it didn't take long for him to come to the side of the sinkhole, but what puzzled him was that the old man Faro was not here.

"What about people, could it be that just a moment ago, he broke the barrier and went inside?" Xu Changqing used his divine thoughts to check around, and summoned war ghosts to look for vitality around, but he still didn't find the old man Faro, the only clue was that there were signs of spell destruction near the mirage barrier near the sinkhole, it seemed that the old man had found a way to break the barrier lightly.

Xu Changqing carefully examined the traces on the ground, and shot a few more corpse qi towards the barrier, testing the strength of the mirage barrier, and the expression on his face became a little stern. After the temptation, the mirage barrier of his current sinkhole was like an ordinary fog without the slightest obstruction, and a few corpse qi were very light and pierced, without the strong repulsive power of the mirage outside the town at all. If the power of this barrier was the same as the mirage white mist outside the town, it would be easy for him to deal with, after all, there was a precedent to refer to. But now the mirage force had become completely different, and there was no way to test it, as if it were nothing, which seemed to him the worst.

After the temptation was fruitless, Xu Changqing did not rush into the barrier, but stood outside the barrier to summon a Huangquan war ghost, and then took out a red dust rope and clamped one end to his finger, and tied a heart knot at the other end, casting a spell and integrating it into the war ghost's body.

"Look at the Qing Ming up, look down at the Nine Shadows, access to the heaven and earth, protect the body and solidify the form, and the Lingwei Ghost Venerable is as anxious as the law!" Xu Changqing pointed at the sword in his hand, clamped the end of the red dust rope, and said a spell in his mouth, using the Heavenly Corpse Technique to promote the corpse qi, and performing the method of ghost cultivation. After the spell was cast, a sinister aura gushed out from the sword fingers, followed the red dust rope, and submerged into the body of the war ghost. Then a blue-black light flashed on the war ghost's body, and his body immediately changed with it, until the yin qi was completely integrated into the body of the Huangquan war ghost, and the appearance and temperament of the war ghost became exactly the same as Xu Changqing's, becoming a temporary dharma phase clone of him.

After the battle ghost's form solidified, Xu Changqing used the red dust rope as a guide to cast a magic trick and control the war ghost into the mirage barrier in front of him. At this moment, part of his mind was also protected by the mana of the red dust rope, and he was submerged in the war ghost, and he felt the changes in the mirage power around him with the body of the war ghost.

After the war ghost clone entered the mirage barrier, it was as if he had entered an ordinary white mist, and there was no power to suppress it, nor did he appear any illusion, and soon he stood on the edge of the sinkhole. Although it was pitch black under the sinkhole, it was still clear through the eyes of the war ghost.

Underneath the sinkhole, there were no plants, only a grove of stalagmites lined with spears, and something that looked like spiders or ants surged in the middle of the stone forest, covering almost the entire bottom of the sinkhole, except for a small clearing in the middle of the stone forest. In the clearing in the middle of the stone forest, there was a round hole that could accommodate one person to enter and exit, and thick mirage white mist floated out of the hole and submerged into the mirage barrier. Although the war ghost couldn't feel how strong those mirage white mist really were, it was certain that this mirage white mist was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface.