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

At this time, what appeared in front of Xu Changqing's eyes was a white-haired old man who was not outstanding in appearance, the only conspicuous place was that his eyes exuded colorful brilliance from time to time, and strangely 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, but you can't threaten us yet. 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 that?" Xu Changqing quickly recovered, his face was solemn, although the old man did not follow up, he still carefully took out the yellow flag, held it in his hand, and refreshed his vigilance. 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! Everyone 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 accent, and said, "We don't want to ask how you escaped from the white fog outside the town, nor do we want to know the secret of the druid power in you? You don't need to ask how we absorb your spiritual power? We believe that the less we know each other's secrets, the happier we will be to work together." ”.

"Druid power?" Xu Changqing was stunned, and quickly understood that what the old man said 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 he can rely on his power to assimilate the white mist outside the town, and see or perceive what happened in the white mist.

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

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

"The power of divine thoughts alone can make the body levitate, it seems that the power of your divine thoughts is far beyond ordinary people, if my expectations are good, you should be specialized in cultivating divine thoughts, right?" Xu Changqing looked at the old man, although with his mental cultivation, he could also rely on his divine thoughts to do this, but he was far from being able to do this kind of natural gestures, which showed that the old man's mental cultivation was far beyond him.

"Hehe!" the old man did not answer, but said to himself in a neurotic manner, "You are the first person we have seen who can survive out of the psychedelic fog, and it seems that you must have studied the psychedelic beads too deeply, and you also know how to break through the maze." If we cooperate with you, those two psychedelic beads will be able to obtain them easily, and then we will each get one, so as not to wait another twenty years after tonight. ”

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

"Yes, psychedelic beads! Maybe you have different names in the East. As he spoke, the old man showed an arm with green tendons and only skin and bones, and was about to make a move, when he suddenly stopped again, and his expressions of anger, embarrassment, and pleading changed one after another. Finally, his expression returned to normal, and he continued his previous movements, raised his hand to make a tray, and then whispered a spell in his mouth, and saw a white mist enveloping his hand, and in the middle of the white mist, a black bead the size of an eyeball loomed away.

Seeing this bead, Xu Changqing immediately felt the familiar and unfamiliar power of the white mist, and at the same time, he also thought of what this bead was, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Qi bead!"

According to legend, qi is a gas created by the dragon when it breathes, which can transform all things, and the legendary mirage tower and ghost ship are caused by qi. But for people in the cultivation world, there are no dragons in the world at all, and qi is not the breath of a dragon. Like the power of heaven and earth, qi also comes from human beings, and the prayers and wishes of human beings accumulate together to form the power of heaven and earth, and the distracting thoughts of human beings full of various desires gather together to form qi.

Compared with the power of heaven and earth, the formation of qi is more mysterious, no one knows how qi is formed, the only thing that is clear is that most of the places where qi is formed are deserts or seas without people. It is already very difficult to form qi, and it is ten million times more difficult to condense qi into entities. In the Tibetan scriptures of various sects and sects in the cultivation world, there are only three places that do record the words of the air bead, one is that Wang Mang, the Han hero, held a qi bead in the late Western Han Dynasty, one is that the Yellow Turban Demon Master Zhang Jiao brother held a qi bead in the hand of the Yellow Turban Demon Master in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and the last place is that Yang Yuhuan, a concubine in the middle of the Tang Dynasty, held a qi bead. Because of the timing of the appearance of the mirage bead and its effect of confusing people's minds, the cultivation world also calls the qi bead the magic bead of chaos.

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, and if he was cultivating with qi beads, the problem 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 to become a Yin God is far inferior, on the other hand, he is already a madman, a madman with a variety of minds.