Dao fruit.

This whisper is like a breeze, blowing over, sneaking into the heart, planting a seed in the heart, soft, warm, giving people a feeling of laziness.

In Qiu Yan's mind, he instantly had the idea of ​​going with the situation, being open-minded and unrestrained, and his spiritual realm seemed to have improved!

"Interesting! The sound that sneaks into the soul and the artistic conception created are somewhat similar to the role of a demon, no! It's not similar, but a prototype. As long as it develops, it will soon spontaneously grow into a demon, or attract Tianwaixin." magic!"

Faced with the change of mood, Qiu Yan acted like an outsider, commenting on the feeling without any panic, and then, the way of literary mind gushed out of his soul, the separation and combination of knowledge and action, taking advantage of the trend, wrapping up this foreign artistic conception, refining, refining, Introduced into the hole in the soul, swallowed and fused by the demon body!

Then, his fascination turned and he rushed towards the center of the dust!

In the center of the dust, there is a group of huge black shadows whistling and roaring. The roars are layered upon layers, like echoes, as if thousands of people are shouting at the same time, giving people an unspeakable strange feeling.

Qiu Yan took a closer look and noticed that although the shape of the black shadow could not change, it was mostly motionless. It was about four or five stories high and occupied most of the space on the mountainside.

"Who is this person? He broke free from the predicament so quickly."

Beside the black shadow, two figures shuttle back and forth, but they are a man and a woman. The man is not young, with gray hair and wrinkled face.The woman looked like a man in disguise, with a fair face, wearing a long gown and Confucianism dress, revealing a white neck, but unfortunately the turban covering the head was long gone, her hair was scattered on the shawl, revealing her true gender, she was thinking about asking.

The perception of these two people enveloped one side, noticing the arrival of Qiu Yan, Zhou Meng, and Huang Xun, and witnessing the three souls being enveloped by the artistic conception emanating from the black shadow.

This artistic conception, called "difficult situation", is taken from the voices and thoughts of countless people. It is more peaceful than demons, but it is far more influential. Demons distort people's thinking, but difficult situations cause people The instinct, subtly, makes people lose resistance.

However, this is all for ordinary people, and for those who have condensed Dao Xinquan Yi, they can only be disturbed by difficulties for a while, and it only takes some time to get rid of them completely, but right now, Qiu Yan is being overwhelmed by the black As soon as the fog covered, it broke open in less than a breath.

In contrast, Zhou Meng and Huang Xun were surrounded by black mist, and their souls fluctuated. Before they could fully settle down, there was a stark contrast.

"This person's name is Qiu Yan. He has recently entered the forest. He is a member of Wenbi. I happened to meet him when I was going down the mountain, so I invited him here."

The woman laughed lightly: "Wen Bi Yi Yi? Qiu Yan? I've never heard of this name. Compared with you, cousin, who is better at writing?"

While speaking, a cloud of black mist suddenly rushed over, covering the figures of the three of them, and there were hundreds of figures swimming in the black mist.

"Now is not the time to discuss literary talent..."

Beixuan's mind was like a sword, driving the gust of wind to break through the black mist, the three of Beixuan came out in a file, and then dispersed, each sending out their will, and charged towards the black mist!Various scenes are manifested in the mind, each of which is different, and when it comes into contact with the black mist, a very different artistic conception erupts!

At the same time, Qiu Yan also came to the black shadow. At such a short distance, the interference of sand and soil on perception and vision was minimal, and Qiu Yan could clearly see the true appearance of this black shadow.

I saw the black mist on its surface surging, fluctuating, and condensing human shapes from time to time. The human shapes either bared their teeth and claws, or struggled and howled, revealing emotions such as mania, confusion, and confusion.

"This is 'difficulty'? Sure enough, it is different from the imagined guards. They don't look like living beings, but like a collection of sentient beings..." Thinking about it, Qiu Yan noticed that under the shadow, the mountainside was full of gravel, vaguely A cave could be seen, but black mist billowed over it.

"Could it be a book mine?"

call!

Just as he was thinking, suddenly there was a column of black smoke twisted, rushing towards him with surging momentum.

Its pillars are glowing, as if they were made of refined iron. This is not an illusion, but that there are too many thoughts condensed in it, too thick, too dense, and under compression, it looks like substance!

Immediately, countless voices resounded in my ears, and all kinds of illusions emerged in my heart——

The sound of crying and giving up sneaked into the soul, and in a trance, there seemed to be a mountain of thousands of feet lying in front of him, slowly falling down.

The feeling of being difficult to reach the blue sky is extremely strong. It is an illusory feeling, but it produces a majestic force. Once the energy column hits Qiu Yan, his soul will be torn apart!

At this moment, Beixuan's voice came from afar and entered Qiu Yan's ears——

"'Difficult Beast' hurts people with thoughts. It seems invisible, but it coincides with the trend of the sky. If there is even the slightest thought of dodging or retreating in the heart, it will be caught by it and enter the gap and hit the soul body. This Shilin is formed by thoughts. In this world, here, our soul is equivalent to the body, once hit, it is no less than physical injury..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiu Yan raised his palm and slapped it on the air column. With a sound of "Dang", the large black mist was smashed into pieces!

"What a will as hard as iron!"

Behind Qiu Yan, Zhou Meng and Huang Xun, who had escaped from the entanglement of the black mist, gave a sigh of relief. They knew that this move seemed to be very vigorous, but among the scholars, there is no flesh and blood at all, so how could there be such force?

Here, everyone is a soul body, punching and kicking, relying not on strength but on will, how strong the will is, and how hard the fist is.

The column of black mist emitted by the "Difficult Beast", mixed with endless human thoughts, seems to be scattered, but the density is extremely high, condensed together and impacted out, like a shell just out of the chamber, it is rare to be able to withstand it, let alone With head-to-head confrontation, with one move, will it be shattered?

"If it were you and me, we could only recite the scriptures silently, keep our hearts, dodge without thinking, and find gaps to fight back, but this person does not dodge or dodge, and he succeeds with one blow. , will surpass you and me, it seems that what the Zhan family brothers said is not an exaggeration." Zhou Meng said with emotion.

Zhou and Huang had a very close relationship with Sun Yong, and then learned about Qiu Yan and others from the brothers of the Zhan family, and paid attention to Qiu Yan. Now seeing this scene, they immediately believed in Wenbiyi Eighty percent.

Saying one thousand and saying ten thousand is not as intuitive as the facts.

Huang Xun compared Qiu Yan with Beixuan: "This blow mainly reflects personal will, and not much knowledge is involved. However, the stronger a person's will is, the more determined his heart is to study, and he will naturally achieve success. extraordinary."

The two talked with their thoughts, soaring in the air, avoiding the invasion of the black mist, and soon each occupied one side, each inspired their thoughts, and forced them towards the black mist!

On the other side, the woman was also surprised by Qiu Yan's performance, but she quickly calmed down and expressed her thoughts: "Everyone, please use your will to attack the beast, so that the black mist will not disperse, so that the little girl can make a move and subdue it!"

"Oh? I didn't expect that this time, the main attacker was not Beixuan. What is the origin of this woman?"

Thinking about it, Qiu Yan didn't stop, imagining his consciousness condensed into a growth spear, stabbing out!

Swish!

The flying sand around his soul was forced back, and then a cold light came out from his body!

At this moment, Qiu Yanzhi's thought became a spear, his thought was tenacious as the pole, his will was as hard as his head, and his mind was as sharp as his tip!

The cold light streaked across the sky!Break into the smoke of the beast, go deep into it!

The next moment, tens of thousands of thoughts passed over. Qiu Yan's sharp thoughts seemed to have fallen into a quagmire, and it became more and more difficult to move forward, but he didn't feel the slightest retreat, and kept moving forward, constantly capturing and analyzing the artistic conception along the way.

"So that's the case. No wonder Beixuan said that this thing can replace the body's energy and blood, and advance the soul path. It turns out that there is another universe..." After thinking about it, the mind turned again, and the way of knowing and doing came out, dispelling a large number of difficulties , Trembling a place of smoke and dust!

All of a sudden, Beixuan, Qiu Yan, Zhou Meng, Huang Xun, the old man and the woman, all six of them cast thoughts together, and sent them from six directions, piercing into the body of the beast, suppressing the smoke.

Roar! ! !

The overlapping voices of tens of thousands of people roaring at the same time reappeared, the smoke rolled, and the flying sand and rocks below were stirred. The sand and dust became more dense, and thousands of thoughts exploded, and the difficult artistic conception surged and swelled like a torrent and tsunami. Forced to retreat, it is even more necessary to make the six people feel afraid of difficulties and shrink back.

How can a person who can condense his literary heart be stopped because of a temporary difficulty?

Soon, both the black mist and the artistic conception were suppressed.

Outside the sand and dust, the people on the boat were trembling with fear. Some of them wanted to take advantage of the pressure of the beast to temper their souls, sharpen their minds, and improve their spirits, but now they heard deafening roars , but feel panic in the heart, almost want to take the road and run away!

It's a pity that the boat is in the sky, and people are in the boat. Even though the soul can fly, once it leaves the range of the boat, it will be dragged by violent sand and dust. Not to mention returning, even landing is a luxury, and it can only be pulled into it. Getting closer and closer to the black mist beast!

Everyone is well aware of this, so even though they are terrified, they can only forcibly endure.

"These people, don't think about doing anything else for the time being."

Compared with the ugly-faced people on the two boats, Chen Jing's expression was as usual at this time. He glanced at Tao Ying beside him and smiled slightly: "Brother Tao, you sit here. This boat is extremely strong. As long as the soul of the person who created the way is not destroyed, no matter how big the storm is, there is no need to worry about it."

"Chen Jing, you..." Tao Ying originally fell to the ground and rolled over, but now she has recovered.

He had just been infested by adversity and found it difficult to control himself, but this ship was blocked by the thought of Beixuan, which had a slowing effect on the adversity, and Tao Ying was relieved quickly. Chen Jing's words, opened his eyes, just in time to see the other party walking to the side of the boat and jumping out!

"you!"

Amidst the exclamation, Chen Jing's people had been taken away by the strong wind, and they left in an instant, deep into the sand and dust!

"What is he going to do?" Tao Ying was startled. She looked intently, but she couldn't catch Chen Jing's figure. Instead, she saw countless red silk threads flying all over the sky in the yellow sand!