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"Have you been waiting for me for a long time?" Xu Changqing's face flashed with a hint of puzzlement, and he immediately pushed the door in.

At this time, what appeared in front of Xu Changqing's eyes was a white old man who was not very outstanding in appearance, and the only conspicuous place was that his eyes exuded colorful brilliance from time to time, and strangely enough, there was no one else in the room except him.

"Hello, cultivators of the East, you can call us Faro, or you can call us the Mindless!" the old man didn't seem to be able to control the expression on his face, his muscles twitched and showed an ugly smile, and then he raised his hand and pointed to the chair next to him, and said in a completely different voice from just now, "Please sit down, we may need to talk for a while." ”

"We?" Xu Changqing frowned slightly, sat on the chair, looked at the old man, and wondered: "You are the only one here, why do you use the word us instead of me?"

Although Xu Changqing acted as if nothing had happened on the surface, he felt shocked in his heart. Because he could see the old man, and he could feel his heartbeat and breathing, but he could not perceive his presence with his mind, as if the old man in front of him was an ordinary mass of air, or a fantasy. However, at this moment, Xu Changqing also felt that the root of the power that constituted the real illusion of the scene just now was in the old man's body, but he couldn't determine where its parts were, as if this power not only filled the old man's body, but also had a core that was constantly wandering away from his body.

"Don't try to get to the bottom of us, you're stronger than I thought you could threaten us. The old man seemed to feel Xu Changqing's divine thoughts, and his body immediately turned into an invisible whirlpool, absorbing all the approaching divine thoughts, which made Xu Changqing, who was caught off guard, feel dizzy.

"How did you do it?" Xu Changqing quickly recovered, his face solemn, although the old man did not follow up. But he still carefully took out the Yellow Spring Flag. Hold it in your hand and be on alert. Divine thought is a kind of power of mind and mind, some people call it spiritual power, some people call it willpower, being able to resist the power of other people's divine thoughts is nothing, most practitioners can do it, but directly absorbing the power of other people's divine thoughts like this is far from being able to do it by ordinary people. Not to mention that Xu Changqing, a cultivator who has not yet cultivated the Jindan Dao, even an immortal who has achieved the Immortal Dao cannot directly absorb the divine thoughts of others.

"Secrets! everybody has secrets, doesn't they?" the old man didn't show much smugness, but the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he changed to a calm London accent. "We don't want to ask you how you escaped from the white fog outside the town, nor do we want to know the secret of the druid power inside you, and you don't need to ask how we absorb your spiritual power?" ”

"Druid power?" Xu Changqing was stunned, and quickly understood that what the old man was talking about was the incarnation of Zhu Yan, from this it seems that the old man must have some kind of connection with the white mist, maybe the white mist, seeing or perceiving the white mist.

"What can we work with?" Xu Changqing asked coldly as he took the Huangquan Banner into his body.

"Naturally, there are people who can cooperate. The old man suddenly sat cross-legged on his knees, his whole body suspended in mid-air, and transformed into a high-pitched voice similar to that of a female voice. "For example, we can work with you to get something like that from the Druids in this town!"

"The power of the mind alone can levitate the body. It seems that your earth god is powerful, and Cheng Dù is far from ordinary people. If I'm expecting it to be good. You should be a professional in divine thoughts. Right?" Xu Changqing looked at the old man. Although he cultivates in his heart. You can also rely on your mind to do this. But it is far from being able to do this kind of naturalness. It can be seen that the old man's spiritual cultivation is far beyond him.

"Hey, hey!" the old man did not answer. Instead, he said to himself, nervously, "You're the first of the earthlings we've seen who can survive out of the psychedelic fog." It seems that you must have studied psychedelic beads very deeply. I also know how to break through the maze. We're working with you. Those two psychedelic beads must be easy to obtain. We'll each get one each. lest it be past tonight. Wait another twenty years. ”

"Psychedelic beads?" Xu Changqing frowned. There was a deliberately puzzled look on his face.

"Yes. Maybe you're talking. On one side, a green tendon emerged, leaving only skin and bone in the arm. I'm about to do something. Suddenly it stopped again. Expressions of annoyance, embarrassment, pleading, and so on changed on his face one after another. Finally, his expression returned to normal. Continue what you just did. Raise your hand to make a tray shape. Then he whispered a spell. Then he saw a white mist enveloping his hands. In the middle of the white mist, a black bead the size of an eyeball loomed around.

See this bead. Xu Changqing immediately felt the familiar and unfamiliar power of the white mist. At the same time, he also thought about what this bead was. Eyes wide. I couldn't help but exclaim, "Mirage Bead!"

According to legend in the world, mirage is a gas that comes out when the mirage breathes. Able to transform all things. Legend has it that the mirage and ghost ship were the result of mirages. But for the people in the cultivation world. There are no mirages in the world. And a mirage is not a mirage breath. It is the same as the will of heaven and earth. Mirages also come from humans. The accumulation of human prayers and wishes forms the power of heaven and earth. And human beings are full of all kinds of distracting thoughts, and when they gather together, they form a mirage.

Compared with the power of heaven and earth, the formation of mirage is more mysterious, no one knows how mirage is formed, the only thing that is clear is that most of the places where mirages are formed are deserts or seas without people. Mirage is already very difficult to form, and it is ten million times more difficult to condense a mirage into a solid body. There are only three texts in the Tibetan beads of various sects and sects in the cultivation world, one is that Wang Mang, the usurper of the Han Dynasty in the late Western Han Dynasty, holds a mirage bead, one is that the Yellow Turban Demon Master Zhang Jiao brother holds a mirage bead in the hands of the brothers in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and the last place is that Yang Yuhuan, a concubine in the middle of the Tang Dynasty, holds a mirage bead. Because of the timing of the appearance of the Mirage Bead and its effect of confusing people's hearts, the cultivation world also calls the Mirage Bead the Chaos Magic Bead.

At this moment, Xu Changqing also understood why the old man would say to himself that we were alone? Why did he keep changing his tone? Why was he able to directly absorb the divine thoughts of others? If he was cultivating with a mirage bead, the question would no longer be a problem. In a certain aspect, he should be the person with the strongest divine thoughts in the world, even a person like Xu Changqing who has cultivated a Yin God is far inferior, on the other hand, he is already a madman, a possessor