Dao fruit.

Killing in troubled times, singing and dancing in prosperous times, dynasties changing, vicissitudes of life.

"Huh? These scenes that surfaced in my heart actually present the posture of a long river of history!"

In just a moment, Qiu Yan recognized the essence of the scene. He even saw the collapse of the previous dynasty and saw the previous dynasty of Darui.

The content that can only be read in history books on weekdays clearly appeared before Qiu Yan's eyes.

Accompanied by pure thoughts, they fell into the divine body, penetrated into the divine power stars and the central divine pool.

The stars are getting more and more refined, and the divine power is boiling; the pool of gods is slowly expanding, and the incense is stirring.Brand-new stars bloomed in embryonic form, and streams of incense and thoughts wrinkled the water in the pool.

"This kind of pure thought is close to the way of heaven and earth. Only the natural breath in the talisman of the natural god can interfere and mobilize it. No wonder the ruins can only be opened by the natural god."

At the same time, Qiu Yan also discovered that the legal domain around the god's body showed signs of distortion, and the causal line manifested, releasing the breath of history.

On the other side, Bai Wenpan and Huang Jue, who were immersed in pure thoughts, changed again, and there were also changes in the causal line on the divine body, releasing the breath of history.

These breaths were drawn out by the pitch-black space and gradually disappeared.

"Could it be that for all the people or gods who enter here, the historical breath of the era they belong to will be absorbed and recorded by some kind of power? Therefore, as the thought is passed on, the scene of dynasty change, rise and fall, and change can be presented in the heart?"

Naturally, Qiu Yan's guess couldn't be confirmed, but he realized at the same time that this was a rare opportunity. As soon as he thought about it, the water in Shenchi suddenly rolled out, and a bookshelf flew out, with the word "History" marked on the top of the bookcase.

This is part of the earth soul condensed by the scholar's avatar, and it is transmitted through the black hole.

As soon as the bookshelf of the Ministry of History appeared, the scenes of long rivers of history rushed over, were sucked into the bookshelf, manifested, condensed into volumes of books, and fell on the shelf.

Over time, the number of books gradually increased.

On the other hand, pure thoughts also filled the body of the deity, and stars of divine power formed rapidly, and the central god pool also expanded rapidly. Every drop of water in the pool exudes the artistic conception of incense and thoughts.

Above the Shenchi, the core talisman was also wrapped in a mass of pure thoughts, washed and refined.

Suddenly, an unintentional idea appeared without warning and fell into his heart, allowing Qiu Yan to grasp the method of opening the ruins in an instant.

"This opening method actually wants to ignite and explode these pure thoughts! However, as long as the ruins have not been opened, there will be no big disturbances. Naturally, people in the crater will not be able to find out, so there is no need to rush."

Thinking in this way, the deity of the gods collected his mind and fell silent, feeling the changes in the long river of history with all his body and mind, and feeling the atmosphere that the rise and fall can only happen in a moment.

There are more and more books on the bookshelves of the Ministry of History, and the stars in the divine body are getting brighter and brighter.

"If this situation can last for a few years, I don't know how much the harvest will be. Unfortunately, it is just an extravagant hope. Let alone staying here for 49 days will be rejected. Pure thoughts alone cannot be generated out of thin air. It should be through some kind of What is condensed by the method has been accumulated for a long time to have the current appearance, once it is fully absorbed, I don’t know how many years it will take to fully restore the old concept.”

As soon as the idea of ​​absorbing all pure thoughts appeared, Qiu Yan suppressed them. He knew very well that pure thoughts are not endless. If he and others can absorb some chances, if they are too greedy, no thoughts will be ignited or exploded in the end. It is impossible to open the ruins, because the small loses the big.

In the darkness and silence, the god himself slowly closed his eyes, letting time flow.

........................

On the fifth day after the deity was silent at the entrance of the ruins, Qiu Yan's scholar avatar finally arrived at the destination of this trip——

Wuxin City.

Wuxin City is located at the junction of the two prefectures. To the west is Yuanning Mansion, to the east is Rongzhou Mansion, and to the south is the territory of Wuxi Marsh. You can vaguely feel it from afar!

If there are living souls haunting here, even if it is not daytime, they will have to resist the blood energy on the battlefield with difficulty, and they will be easily shattered by the impact.

There are no villages outside the city, but there are battalions of soldiers. Occasionally, you can see farmland, all of which are strictly guarded.

As soon as the carriage in which the scholar avatar was riding entered the area of ​​Wuxin City, he was surrounded by several soldiers. After questioning for a long time, he even had to search him. After Niu Meng took out his token and answered a few questions, he let him go.

Even so, there were still two riders in uniform accompanying them all the way, clearly watching them.

"The people here are really fierce." The guide Zhang looked at the two riders cautiously, and complained in a low voice. He was pulled from the car just now and was going to be searched.

Qiu Yan figured out the key point inside, and said, "This is an important barracks, and we are waiting for the next day. Disputes may arise at any time, so the security is so strict. I think that throughout the year, there will be many secret agents and spies. Dress up like this." , come to spy."

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the riders said: "You scholar has some knowledge, and you are better than the people before. The poor people before said that when they talked about body searches, they wanted to talk about integrity and backbone, but I don't know if we are negligent. Not only do you have to be blamed and punished by your superiors, but you may also implicate Pao Ze, and you cannot tolerate any mistakes."

The two riders were not very old, but their faces were stern, giving people the feeling of not restraining their words and smiles. They were in armor and had long knives hanging from their waists, but when they spoke, the chilling aura disappeared.

Qiu Yan was neither humble nor overbearing, he just said: "It is natural to have integrity and backbone, but it is not shouted out."

Another rider said: "Looking at your appearance, you are also here for the young lady."

"Why do you know?" Qiu Yan asked with a smile after listening.

"In the past two years, many scholars have come..."

The two riders were unexpectedly talkative, and they chatted with Qiu Yan, and they quickly became acquainted. Qiu Yan also knew the names of the two riders. Liu Hong.

"...Famous talents from Jiannan Road have also come here? I have heard the names of Fang Ziyan and Gu Yanzhi, both of whom are amazingly talented. It is rumored that the two of them studied hard in closed doors and wanted to become a blockbuster, but they did not expect that they were in this Wuxin City, and wanted to kiss Fangze and leave behind a romantic affair between a talented man and a beautiful lady." Qiu Yan heard a lot of things during the conversation with the two riders. information.

Liu Hong laughed when he heard this: "I don't know if they are talented or not, but they are all people who eat inside and outside, and look down on us who eat military food. It can be seen that the people in the marsh are more afraid than seeing their own grandfather. Don’t dare to catch your breath! Little do we know that those swamp people will also make a detour when they see us!”

"Don't say too much." After all, Yang Huang is older, and he is still steady, so he stopped his words.

"I don't know..." Qiu Yan was about to say more, but was interrupted by a "ding ding dong" sound next to him. Turning his head to look over, he saw a group of soldiers in shabby clothes and manacled hands and feet passing by. Walked over to Tun Tiandi.

"Ok?"

Looking at the scattered accessories hanging on the group of people, Qiu Yan recognized the attire of the marsh people, and suddenly realized that he didn't ask any questions.

Yang Huang and Liu Hong naturally wouldn't say much, as the group entered the city and arrived at the post house, they said goodbye and left to return to their orders.

Afterwards, Guide Zhang was in a hurry to ask for a carriage and left with all his heart. As for the coachman Niu Meng, he didn't want to stay any longer and left with fists in his hands.

"Young Master Qiu, now that we've arrived, I'm going back to report to the master."

"So, there will be a period later."

"There will be a period later."

After a few days of getting along, Qiu Yan and Niu Meng have developed some friendship. Although he is a monster, he is honest and has no reason to embarrass the other party and let him go.

In a blink of an eye, people dispersed.

"Gathering and separation, that's it."

Shaking his head, Qiu Yan followed the post office documents and entered the post house.

As soon as you enter, you will see scholars in green shirts one by one, standing or sitting, some talking, some reading, some playing chess, each is different.

"Is this a post house or a school house? There are so many scholars gathered together, and judging by their attire, they all have fame."

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