Are those hallucinations or real?

Or the War of the Ancients?

What was the last place to appear in the Golden Temple?

What is that golden immortal stone?

What is this black cloth with a strange origin?

After sobering up, one question after another filled Xiao Mian's mind, but none of them he could explain or understand. At this moment, the disappeared ghost head reappeared, but this time he was a little depressed.

"What is the origin of this black cloth?"

“...... I don't know!"

"I don't know? Didn't you just say that this is a treasure in the true sense of the word? Now you say you don't know, how do you make me believe all this you say?"

"Hmph, boy, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk! You try to be locked up in this rag for thousands of years, it's good if Lao Tzu doesn't go crazy, where do you remember so many things?" vented as if roaring for a while, the ghost head looked at the black cloth with some fear, and then confided unwillingly: "But this is definitely a treasure comparable to the treasures of Tianfu!" In the case of cutting off the supply of vitality, he can spend so many years with Lao Tzu, even the top-level spiritual treasure has long been spiritually extinguished, and his body has been completely destroyed, where can he be resurrected after thousands of years of silence...... Hmph!"

It seems to be remembered that he tried his best and failed to be reborn, and the rag that has been against him for countless years has inexplicably been reborn, which makes the ghost head feel very unbalanced, and the scolding is a cold snort in the end, which is obviously quite angry.

Xiao Mian couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this: Tianfu Treasures? That is a legendary treasure that has long disappeared in the long river of history!

There are magic weapons on the magic weapons, and there are spiritual treasures on the magic weapons, and the so-called Tianfu treasures are better than the spiritual treasures.

The inconspicuous black cloth in front of him turned out to be a treasure of heaven?

And listening to the meaning of the ghost head, this Tianfu treasure seems to recognize itself as the master?

But how is this possible!?

I'm just the eighth-layer cultivation of the Qi cultivation period!

Although Xiao Mian's face remained unchanged, his mind was full of thoughts in an instant.

It's just that after thinking about the feeling of the blood connection between the golden light and himself, Xiao Mian had to believe it for three points, and then looked at the ghost head who never refused to leave his middle point although it appeared, Xiao Mian couldn't help but feel upset again: It's okay to do this black cloth thing, after all, even if you don't understand it, it won't hurt your life, but this ghost head ...... You can't really let him live in his own, can you?

Then I can't sleep and eat!

As if sensing Xiao Mian's malicious gaze, the ghost shook his head.

"Don't worry, boy! Now even if you want Lao Tzu to take Lao Tzu away, it's not uncommon! Although the rag is only temporarily awakened, it is far from regaining its former might, but ...... Hey, you'll understand when you see it!" Before Xiao Mian could understand what was going on, the ghost head suddenly turned into an entity and slammed towards Xiao Mian's shoulder. Before Xiao Mian could react, he saw a golden light tearing out from the black cloth, and he hit the ghost head with an intolerable slash, and the ghost screamed and turned into a cloud of black smoke and flew into Xiao Mian's acupoint, and then heard the ghost scream again and again: "Do you see it?

“...... , it can protect the owner automatically?"

That is, I have been fighting with it for so many years, and as a result, neither of us can help anyone, it is familiar with my power, if I want to hurt you, it will be able to sense it at the first time, but if someone else attacks you, then you still don't expect it to be - it can only bully and bully Lao Tzu!" "The more I think about it, the more angry I become, the ghost's eyes roll wildly, and I am very close to the ability to bewitch, instigating Xiao Mian: "You should believe that I can't hurt you with it now, right?" In fact, we can cooperate with each other for mutual benefit!"

"Since you're not interested in my body anymore, how can you cooperate with each other?"

"It's not easy, I can't take away you, but I can take away others! Obviously, that rag is starting to awaken, I can't stay there anymore, it's better to live in your cave for the time being, you take me out of this ghost place, and then if I have the opportunity, I will take away others!" Speaking of this, seeing Xiao Mian's face uncertain, the ghost head hurriedly continued: "Of course, before this, I can help you a lot! For example, the kind of poison alchemy I just said! Another example—— Although Lao Tzu has an incomplete memory, he is also a senior master countless years ago, and a random point or two of you is enough for you to benefit immensely, right?"

Regardless of what the ghost said, Xiao Mian just didn't say a word.

But at this moment, the black cloth that had been hanging in the air trembled slightly, and then fell down as if it had lost its strength, Xiao Mian was startled, and hurriedly reached out to catch it, and at the moment when the black cloth was in his hand, it turned into a black light and flowed into Xiao Mian's right hand, and then before Xiao Mian could react, it had already flowed along the meridians to Xiao Mian's dantian.

The black light condensed back into that black cloth, but it was already much smaller, and it was suspended in Xiao Mian's dantian regardless of it, as if it was planning to settle here.

This...... Another one!?

Can you please consider my feelings?

How could that black cloth be a scoundrel than a ghost, and he turned a deaf ear to Xiao Mian's various coercions, but stayed in the dantian without moving, refusing to move.

Feeling that the black cloth occupied the lower dantian qi sea acupoint, the ghost head was like this, entrenched in the middle dantian qi acupoint and refused to leave.

In the end, in desperation, Xiao Mian could only accept the reality that there were suddenly two strange creatures in his body - he was relieved of the black cloth, after all, the blood-connected induction was real and kind, and now he only hoped that the ghost head would not make trouble.

"Tell me what you can do for me!"

Since he can't get rid of the ghost head for the time being, Xiao Mian plans to use everything he can, and squeeze this old-timer who is obviously left over from countless years ago, maybe he really has to use the power of this old guy to solve the mystery on his body.

That ghost is also a bachelor, knowing that if he doesn't show the corresponding value, Xiao Mian will have a grudge against him even if he can't do anything about him for the time being.

"I wanted to impact your mind before, but I was repelled by the Taiqing Divine Light, and you practiced the "Taiqing Wuwei Sutra"?"

"Yes, but what is Taiqing Divine Light?"

"You don't know? No, Fang Cai's Taiqing Divine Light is thin, but it is indeed ...... Is it ......?"

Before he finished speaking, the ghost head turned into a wisp of soul thought and re-invaded Xiao Mian's mind.

Xiao Mian was conscious at this time, and he only felt a cold touch from the Jizhong acupoint all the way up, straight to the door of his head, but since the black cloth parked in the dantian did not move, it was expected that the ghost head should have no malicious intent.

Sure enough, the ghost head's soul thought just swirled around his mind, and then he returned to the Jizhong acupoint, and then remained silent for a long time.

Just when Xiao Mian couldn't help but ask, the ghost's voice sounded softly: "Sanqing Returning to the Yuan Body!? I can't imagine that there really is such a physique in the world......

Xiao Mian was stunned when he heard this: What is that?