What? Clan Leader?
He could change his Mirage Dragon halfway through?
In other words … There was more than one Mirage Dragon hidden in the Great Beast Migration of the Immortal Feast, but a whole group of Mirage Dragons?
Also, how did he change his dragon halfway through?
Song Shuhang was very concerned about this question.
The Mirage Dragons would disguise themselves as various delicacies and be eaten. However, how the Mirage Dragons came out of the human body had always been a mystery.
Fellow Daoist Mirage Dragon, if you don't tell me how you changed your dragon halfway through, I'll be very nervous.
Song Shuhang hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, can you tell me how you changed your dragon halfway through?"
However, the voice that rang in his ears had already disappeared.
The Mirage Dragon left?
Song Shuhang panicked even more.
He put his hands behind his back and looked at the clouds outside the palace.
How would the Clan Leader of the Mirage Dragon Clan come in later? How would he attach himself to his body?
[Sorry to keep you waiting, Fellow Daoist. My descendants aren't good enough to let you enter a satisfactory Mirage Illusion World. It's really my fault for not teaching you well. Fellow Daoist, let's start over.] At this moment, a deep voice sounded.
"Clan Leader, have you already attached yourself to me?" Song Shuhang asked.
[It took me some time, Fellow Daoist. Sorry to keep you waiting.] The Mirage Dragon Clan Leader smiled.
Song Shuhang responded, "Well, can you tell me how Fellow Daoist Patriarch managed to enter my body?"
[It's very simple. Fellow Daoist, you're still under the influence of the Mirage Qi and are in a state of hibernation. I just need to shrink to the size of a grain of sand and enter your mouth.] The Mirage Dragon Clan Leader replied, [There's not much time. Fellow Daoist, let's continue our new journey in the Mirage Illusion World!]
"Wait, Clan Leader, please wait a little longer. I have one last question," Song Shuhang hurriedly said. "Fellow Daoist, how did you get out of the body of a cultivator?"
This question was very important!
[Haha, so that's what you're concerned about. This is actually not a secret. It's just that our clan rarely communicates directly with cultivators, so very few people know about this. In fact, our clan only needs to satisfy people in the Chen Qi Fantasy World, and we can get the mirage energy that only we can use from the cultivator. This special energy can let us enter the state of spirit body. Just like the Body of Merit, it can escape from the body at will.] The Mirage Dragon patriarch explained.
"I see." When Song Shuhang heard this, he felt relieved.
The Mirage Dragon patriarch smiled.
In the mirage fantasy world, the mist in Song Shuhang's palace became thicker. White clouds rose and enveloped the entire palace.
Song Shuhang's world became a vast expanse of white.
"Everyone has their own dreams, and we, the Mirage Dragons, are best at digging out the wishes and dreams in people's hearts and fulfilling them in their dreams. However, because some young Mirage Dragons had limited cultivation, the dreams that they could dig out were only the superficial dreams of cultivators. Old dragons like me, on the other hand, can dig out all the dreams in people's hearts. It's not just dreams and wishes … We can also dig out the things that cultivators are curious about and deduce an answer in their dreams. " The Mirage Dragon patriarch's voice continued.
"That powerful?" Song Shuhang was a little surprised.
In that case, cultivators would have no secrets in front of the Mirage Dragons.
"However, we usually don't do that. If we dig too deep, we might make some powerful guys angry, and we'll get into big trouble." The Mirage Dragon patriarch spoke slowly again.
Hmm …
In fact, he was bragging. The Mirage Dragons weren't that powerful. They could guide the wishes and dreams in the hearts of cultivators and weave them into dreams according to the way the cultivator wanted.
As for digging out the curiosity in the depths of one's heart, only an immortal of the Mirage Dragon clan could do that.
The mirage dragon clan elder was bragging so that Song Shuhang could relax his mind. Then, it could guide Song Shuhang's innermost desires.
Song Shuhang nodded slightly, feeling that the Mirage Dragon patriarch was really awesome.
The Mirage Dragon patriarch exerted his full power to affect Song Shuhang's mind.
At the same time, he also connected to the dreams of the members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group around Song Shuhang through the power of the patriarch.
Since these members were sitting with Song Shuhang, he might be able to get some clues from their dreams and infer Song Shuhang's dreams and wishes.
After a moment …
The white mist around Song Shuhang all dissipated.
Then, the palace disappeared, and the white mist turned into a huge desert.
Song Shuhang appeared in the desert in a daze.
At the same time, under the influence of the 'mirage', Song Shuhang once again 'substituted' himself in this dream.
Dreams were wonderful things. Sometimes, no matter how absurd a dream was, one would always feel that everything in the dream was reasonable. Under the full effect of the mirage dragon clan elder's power, Song Shuhang's current identity had become that of a traveler in the desert.
He appeared in the desert.
"Ah, strange, why am I in the desert? Am I taking risks? "Song Shuhang scratched his head.
He couldn't remember why he suddenly chose to take risks in the desert.
"But forget it. I'm already in the desert anyway. The most important thing to do next is to find a water source," Song Shuhang said.
This was the power of the mirage dragon's mirage.
Then, Song Shuhang began to walk in the desert.
How could he find water in the desert?
Who knew?
Anyway, he was walking in a straight line in the desert.
He didn't know how long he had walked.
"I'm so thirsty, and this desert is too monotonous, isn't it?" Song Shuhang said.
No matter how long he walked, there was always yellow sand. There were no plants, no animals, nothing but yellow sand. It was dead silent. It was easy to break people's nerves if they stayed in such a monotonous world for a long time.
"At this time, it would be great if I could have a friend. If we were together, I wouldn't be so lonely," Song Shuhang said.
As soon as he thought that, his wish was realized.
In the distance, there was the sound of bells, and a figure approached Song Shuhang.
Haha, the older, the wiser. The corner of the Mirage Dragon patriarch's mouth curled up. The young Mirage Dragon only knew how to satisfy the dreams of cultivators on the surface. However, if it encountered some cultivators with a pure heart and few desires, the young Mirage Dragon would have nowhere to use its power.
But in fact, if it really encountered a cultivator with a pure heart and few desires, the Mirage Dragon could totally create "dreams."
If the other party didn't have dreams, then it would give the other party a chance to create "dreams and wishes."
Just like now, walking alone in the lonely desert. After walking for a long time, Song Shuhang would instinctively want someone to accompany him.
This was a "small wish."
In this way, a set of dreams would be able to harvest a large amount of Mirage energy.
"Someone is really coming?" Song Shuhang looked into the distance.
In the distance, there was a young man quickly approaching him with a white horse.
The young man was about 15 or 16 years old, with red lips, white teeth, and jade-like skin. He was very handsome. He didn't look like someone who lived in the desert at all.
"Wait, this young man …" Song Shuhang's heart skipped a beat.
It's him.
It's "Little White, when your hair reaches your waist, will you marry me?"
Ring-a-ling ~
The white horse's bell rang crisply, and the young man with red lips and white teeth soon came in front of Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang carefully sized up the young man on the white horse.
In his memory, when Senior White went into seclusion, she rarely released the 'Illusory Reality'. He had never seen the young man in the green robe on the white horse again.
Song Shuhang carefully sized up the young man in the green robe, and the young man was also sizing up Song Shuhang.
"This young man looks a little similar to Senior White," Song Shuhang said.
In the past, when he experienced Senior White's' Illusory Reality 'for the first time, he felt that this young man in the green robe on the white horse was somewhat similar to Senior White.
But now, when he looked carefully, he felt that this young man was becoming more and more similar to Senior White.
"Who are you? Why are you in the desert? "The young man in the green robe asked Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang cupped his hands at the young man. "I'm … Tyrannical Saber Song One. Hello, Fellow Daoist. I got lost in the desert and was looking for a water source. "
"Tyrannical Saber Song One? That's an interesting name. "The young man in the green robe chuckled.
This time, he was able to converse smoothly.
Song Shuhang remembered that in the past, in Senior White's' Illusory Reality ', the young man in the green robe was just like an NPC. He would only act according to a fixed program and speak lines.
"Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Saber Song One, if you're lost, you might as well follow me. I'll bring you to find a water source and introduce Little White to you. Do you want to follow me? "the young man in the green robe said happily.
"Of course!" Song Shuhang nodded. Little White was Senior White when she was young, right?
What did Senior White look like when she was young?
How cute was Senior White when she was young that the young man in the green robe on the white horse would say the classic "Will you marry me?"
Thus, Song Shuhang followed the young man in the green robe and moved forward.
The young man in the green robe was very talkative, and he knew a lot. He could talk about any topic in the world.
However … along the way, the young man in the green robe never mentioned his' Daoist name 'to Song Shuhang.
"Ding ding ding ~"
The bell tied to the white horse's neck rang from time to time.
The young man led the white horse, but he never rode it.
After walking for another few kilometers, Song Shuhang saw a small oasis in the distance.
The young man in the green robe grinned and said, "We're here. Little White lives here."
He led the horse and galloped forward quickly.
"Ding ding ding ~"
The bell on the Horse's neck became hurried.
At the edge of the lake in the oasis, a petite figure suddenly jumped up.
Hearing the sound of the horse's bell, the petite figure instantly stood up.
The young man in the green robe said happily, "Little White, Little White ~ I'm here again."
Song Shuhang looked at the 'Little White'.
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