Dao fruit.

"what is that?"

Looking at the red lines, Tao Ying was puzzled, and then her thoughts trembled slightly. Her mind and consciousness were all drawn by the shadows of the red lines, and she felt worried about them.

He was not the only one who had the same feeling. Many people on the two red horse boats were also attracted by the red line, and those who were weak-minded were even drawn to consciousness by it.

If it is in the world, the consciousness is hooked like this, after a long time, the soul will be separated, which is the "hooking soul" in the common saying. Fortunately, everyone here is a soul, and they are anchored by the boat and will not be pulled over.

Just when their minds were captured, the silk threads flying in the air suddenly gathered, separated and reunited, and became several strands, which were quickly twisted into dozens of red ropes, and then intersected and entangled, surrounding the huge black mist beast.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a few red fluorescent lights surrounding the black mist!

Knot!Knot!Knot!

In an instant, the red ropes were intertwined and formed into knots. The knots were complicated and complicated. They were pulled by an idea and slowly formed. They were palindromic and entangled with each other, and they were quickly fixed!

This kind of knot was called the Chinese knot in Qiu Yan's previous life.

Knotted and knotted, dozens of red ropes were covered like a fishing net, and instantly tightened, strangling the black mist!

Tighten up!

The red rope was pulled into the fog, and the artistic conception in the rope exploded, dispelling layers of black fog and reaching it!

Roar! ! !

The beast roared again, struggling to get rid of the red rope, but it was suppressed by the human heart and will of the six people, and fell into a disadvantage, so it was succeeded by the red rope. Now it is deeply trapped, how can it get rid of it?

Therefore, no matter how hard you struggle, it is still difficult to get out, but the red rope tied to it keeps tightening.Gradually approaching the core!

Zoom out!

This huge black mist was strangled and shrunk by the red rope network!

The flying dust gradually subsided, and the artistic conception that filled the surroundings also showed signs of dissipating, making everyone on the boat feel much better.For those who are frightened, the fear in their hearts will subside by itself.

"Be prepared and always pay attention. Once the beast is completely restrained. I will go down and enter the book mine as soon as possible. Even if I can't get the mine mother, I must at least get the most elite ores."

Sun Yong's body is full of literary thoughts.Unexpectedly, it was full of colorful colors, and he seemed not to be affected by the artistic conception emanating from the beast, with a pair of eyes.Keep an eye on the fight.Give orders.

Around him, there were three or four Confucian scholars gathered, all looking forward to him. Not far away, the three brothers of the Zhan family were also prepared to be alert and focused.

For a while, the atmosphere on the boat became tense.

………………

In the yellow sand, Qiu Yan controlled his own mind gun.Suppressing the beast, but the perception spread out and concentrated on the woman.

The woman's fingers were flicking lightly, and the fingertips were wrapped with red thread, lightly picking and pressing, one click, very rhythmic, driving the silk thread to roll, and the red rope wrapped around the beast changed rapidly.

"This girl's soul is not a living soul, but a divine soul. She has cultivation in her body and beauty in her body. Her hand is in harmony with the rhythm of the words. Now I finally understand why Beixuan wants to gather people. What this person wants , not just a mine, but also a heart to capture the beast alive!"

While Qiu Yan was thinking, the beast suddenly rolled over rapidly and howled!There was a sense of panic, and then the black mist gathered towards one place!

"It's 'difficult' to escape!" Zhou Meng and Huang Xun subconsciously communicated.

"Can you escape?" The woman chuckled, and her ten slender fingers changed rapidly, like stroking the strings of a piano.

collapse!collapse!collapse!

I saw the red rope strung into the black mist tremble suddenly, and there was a sound of smashing, like hundreds of birds flapping their wings, and there was even the cry of a cuckoo.

The black mist suddenly churned up, and suddenly shrunk by one-third in size, and the difficult mood plummeted, showing a sense of weakness.

"Thousands of people's thoughts in the district, acting only on instinct, and being designed by my cousin, suppressed by a few talented people, how can I still be my opponent, Tang Qing!" The woman smiled proudly.

But Beixuan shook his head and sighed: "A dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, and a trapped animal is still fighting. It is because they only move by instinct that they need to be tamed step by step. If you force them like you, it will definitely provoke a reaction and be counterproductive."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden roar below——

Rumble!

Flames burst out of the black mist, broke through the blockade of the red rope knots, and soared into the sky!

With this rush, the burnt smell immediately spread out!

"That beast actually burns thoughts? Squeeze the sparks in the thoughts! It's a desperate fight!" Qiu Yan discerned the reason at the first time!

This burning thought is different from the exploding thought.

Explosion is just to burst a few thoughts and release the artistic conception without reservation;

And burning is to ignite the thoughts, together with the consciousness, thinking, and emotions inside, and release the power far beyond the usual, the instant youth, this is a kind of self-harm behavior, one carelessness, and even cause a chain reaction, let all the thinking, Thoughts are implicated and burned out.

If the soul of a living being burns thoughts, it is tantamount to igniting one's own hands and feet, resulting in the loss of memory and emotion. In severe cases, the soul will be completely burned, and the body will become an empty shell, which is commonly known as ignorance.

A normal soul monk would not make such a choice unless it was a last resort. This is also the reason why the woman named Tang Qing dared to persecute her, but she did not expect that what she faced this time was a An opponent who doesn't play cards according to common sense.

The burning thought burst into flames and soared into the sky, almost burning the red rope wrapped around it!

Tang Qing exclaimed in a low voice, the rapid movement of his ten fingers originally coincided with the rhythm, but now there is chaos.

"This beast can be let go, but the boundary stone cannot be thrown away. Let brother Qiu do it this time, after all, there must be something in return, otherwise it will be a mess of etiquette."

Noticing Tang Qing's expression, Beixuan shook his head, sighed, said such a sentence, and then shook his sleeves.

Call ~

When the wind blew up around him, the sleeve stretched out, and it swelled rapidly. When he rushed forward, the cuff burst into a gust of wind, and he actually sucked in the burning thoughts!

The sea is open to all rivers!

At this moment, Qiu Yan clearly experienced such an artistic conception from Beixuan. Although it was not strong, it was extremely profound, as if a sea was born out of thin air, containing everything, and it was difficult to escape even the burning thoughts. As soon as the mud and rocks entered the sea, there was no more waves.

In an instant, the fire that soared into the sky was collected by Beixuan's sleeves, but as the fire burned, the black mist on the beast's body flowed out, and after hovering in the air, it got rid of the suction of the sleeves and sank downward , fell into a cave on the mountainside.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Yan immediately discovered a clue——

"This bit of black mist is full of fear of difficulties and the idea of ​​escaping, so this Beixuan is difficult to contain. After all, it is contrary to his own thoughts. In addition, the artistic conception of black mist is good at escaping, so it is even more difficult to capture..."

Just as he was thinking, Beixuan had retracted his sleeves, his face remained unchanged, he let out a long breath, his face showed a thoughtful expression, as if he was feeling something.

On the other side, with the dissipation of the fire and black mist, the things inside emerged, but it was a cloud, only one-tenth of the original size, still bound by the red rope, but it exuded a spirit of going forward bravely and fearing no danger. The artistic conception seems to be the gathering of courage.

"This is?" Looking at the cloud and mist, Qiu Yan showed doubts.

At this time, Beixuan's voice came from the side: "Difficult beasts can arouse negative emotions in people's hearts. It is itself composed of the fear of difficulties for all living beings. Every time there is a little more fear in people's hearts, they will lose a little courage. The lost courage is absorbed by the beast, which is the foundation of its growth."

While speaking, his figure quickly descended and landed on the ground.

Qiu Yan nodded: "So that's how it is. The extremes of things are reversed. It really is the balance of yin and yang." While speaking, he also fell down.

On the side, the old man, Tang Qing, Zhou Meng, and Huang Xun also flew down.

As soon as Tang Qing landed on the ground, he ran towards Beixuan: "This time, I was careless and didn't think carefully, so that the beast escaped, but I learned a lot from it, and my cousin will find it in a few days." A mine, I know how to measure it, and I won't let the beasts have a chance to escape."

Beixuan didn't say much, just said: "Take Qianqianjie, it's good that this difficult beast can be caught, if it runs away, it will run away."

Tang Qing stifled slightly, nodded, and raised his hand to grab it. The red rope that had been parted out was scattered and turned into silk thread, which was gathered back and disappeared.

"These silk threads are not simply visualized." Qiu Yan stood aside, observing silently. He followed this time, and his help was secondary. He mainly wanted to understand the characteristics of Shilin Shushan and other things. the way people act.

In his opinion, everyone present, no matter men, women, old or strong, is not simple. Although he is a writer, but most of the time he works behind closed doors. Learn more words and learn from each other.

Today, he is not here to hunt for treasure, but to study.

Three people, there must be my teacher Yan.

The others didn't know what Qiu Yan was thinking, and they didn't dare to call themselves teachers. As soon as Zhou Meng and Huang Xun fell down, they came to see the ceremony as soon as possible, and they were very polite——

Qiu Yan didn't do much just now, but he shattered a pillar of air with his palm, and then his mind was like a gun. In the eyes of others, he knew that he was not an ordinary person. Now his reputation is not obvious because he has not yet made a fortune. Of course, it is the most important to make friends at this time. Ideally, when Qiu Yan becomes famous all over the world, it will be too late.

However, despite their words, the three of them did not forget the business, and their eyes fell on the cloud from time to time.

At this time, Beixuan stepped forward, flicked his sleeves, and the wind blew up on the flat ground, and the white mist dispersed one after another, was swept by the air current, gathered in the air, and soon became a fist-sized cloud.

And as the cloud and mist dissipated, the things that were originally covered in it were also revealed——

It turned out to be three round white stones, they didn't look much different, but when they saw these three white stones, they all showed joy.

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