"Have you been waiting for me for a long time?" Xu Changqing's face flashed with confusion, and then pushed the door and entered.

At this time, what appeared in front of Xu Changqing was a white-haired old man with a not very prominent appearance. The only thing that was conspicuous was that his eyes emitted colorful brilliance from time to time, and strangely, there was no one else in the room except him.

"Hello! Oriental practitioners, you can call us Faro or call us multi-minded people!" The old man seemed unable to control the expression on his face, his muscles twitched and showed an ugly smile. He then raised his hand and pointed to the chair next to him, in a completely different voice from before, and said, "Please sit, we may need to chat for a while."

"We?" Xu Changqing frowned slightly, sat on the chair, stared at the old man, and asked in confusion: "You are the only one here, why use the word us instead of me?"

Although Xu Changqing seemed nothing on the surface, he felt shocked in his heart. Because he could see the old man and feel his heartbeat and breathing, he could not sense his existence with his heart, as if the old man in front of him was an ordinary air or a fantasy. However, at this moment, Xu Changqing also felt that the source of the power that formed the real illusion just now was in the old man, but he could not determine where his part was. It seemed that this force filled the old man's whole body and had a core that was constantly wandering in his body.

"Don't try to explore our background. Although you are stronger than I imagined, you can't threaten us." The old man seemed to feel Xu Changqing's divine thoughts, and his body immediately turned into an invisible vortex, absorbing all the approaching divine thoughts, which caught Xu Changqing feel dizzy.

"How did you do it?" Xu Changqing quickly recovered with a solemn expression. Although the old man had no follow-up actions, he still carefully took out the Huangquan Banner and held it in his hand to refresh himself. Divine thoughts are a kind of power of the two consciousnesses of mind and spirit. Some people call their mental power, while others call them willpower. It is nothing to be able to withstand the divine thoughts of others. Most practitioners can do it, but directly absorbing the divine thoughts of others like this is far from what ordinary people can do. Not to mention that Xu Changqing, a practitioner who has not yet cultivated the Golden Elixir Dao, even an immortal who has achieved the path of immortality cannot directly absorb the divine thoughts of others.

"Secret! Everyone has secrets, right?" The old man did not show much smugness, but the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and then changed into a calm London accent. He said, "We don't want to ask you how you escaped from the white fog outside the town? We don't want to know the secret of the druid power in your body? There is no need to ask how we absorb your mental power? We believe that the less we know each other's secrets, the happier we will be in cooperation."

"Druid's power?" Xu Changqing was stunned for a moment, and soon understood that what the old man was talking about was Zhu Yan's incarnation. From this point of view, the old man must have some connection with Bai Wu. Perhaps Bai Wu saw or felt everything that happened in Bai Wu.

"What can we cooperate with?" Xu Changqing put the Huangquan Banner into his body and asked coldly.

"Of course there are people who can cooperate." The old man suddenly sat cross-legged, letting his whole body float in the air, and then turned into a sharp voice similar to a female voice. He said bluntly: "For example, we can work with you to get something like that from the hands of the Druids in this small town!"

"The power of divine thoughts alone can make your body suspended. It seems that your divine thoughts are far more powerful than ordinary people. If I expected it is right, you should be focusing on divine thoughts. Right?" Xu Changqing looked at the old man. Although he was able to rely on divine thoughts to do this step, he was far from being able to do this kind of natural move. From this, it can be seen that the old man's divine mind is far more than him.

"Hehe!" the old man did not answer. Instead, he said nervously: "You are the first among the earthlings we have seen who can live out of the psychedelic fog. It seems that you must have studied the psychedelic beads in depth and know how to break the mystery. We cooperate with you. Those two psychedelic beads will definitely be easily obtained. At that time, we can each get one, so that we will not wait for another twenty years tonight."

"Psychedelic bead?" Xu Changqing frowned, and a confused look on his face deliberately showed.

"Yes. Psychedelic beads! Maybe you guys are talking while showing a blue vein, leaving only skin and bones. They are about to do something, but suddenly stopped again. The expressions of anger, embarrassment, begging, etc. changed repeatedly on his face. Finally, his expression returned to normal. He continued to move just now. He raised his hand to make a tray shape. Then he murmured a spell. He saw a ball of white mist covering his hands. In the middle of the white mist, there was a black bead as big as an eyeball wandering faintly.

Seeing this bead, Xu Changqing immediately felt the familiar and unfamiliar white fog power. At the same time, he also thought of what the bead was. His eyes widened and he couldn't help but say in surprise: "Miracle Bead!"

According to the world, mirage is a gas created when the mirage dragon breathes. It can transform all things. Legend has it that the mirage and ghost ships are caused by mirage. However, for the people in the world of cultivation, there are no mirage dragons in the world. And mirage is not the mirage dragon breathing. Just like the vows of heaven and earth, mirage also comes from humans. Humans pray and wish to accumulate together to form the vows of heaven and earth. Humans are full of various distracting thoughts that gather together to form 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 places where mirages are formed are deserts or seas without people. The formation of mirage is very difficult, and it is even more difficult to condense mirage into a solid body. There are only three words for hidden beads in various sects in the practice world. One is that Wang Mang, the hero who usurped the Han Dynasty at the end of the Western Han Dynasty, held a mirage pearl, and the other is that the brothers of the Yellow Turban demon master Zhang Jiao held a mirage pearl in the hand of the hand of the Yellow Turban demon master in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and the last is that Yang Yuhuan, the imperial concubine in the middle of the Tang Dynasty, held a mirage pearl in the hand. Because of the timing of the appearance of the mirage pearl and its confusing effect, the practice world also calls mirage pearls a turbulent demon bead.
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