Dao fruit.

"That's right, that's the function of this book mine." Beixuan raised his hand while talking.

Qiu Yan saw the situation clearly, and handed back the crystal in his hand. The moment he left his hand, the lingering feeling of splashing ink disappeared immediately, as if he had been stripped from his heart.

"Oh? Can't the information in this book mine be kept in my heart?"

Beixuan smiled slightly: "The information in the book mine is different from Yingren's wood. It does not contain the slightest human thoughts. It is pure and pure white, as if it was born naturally. It contains pure sentiments and information, which involves a lot. Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are all-encompassing, the late emperor once had a poem..."

Having said that, he recited a poem——

Rich families don't need to buy fertile land, but there are thousands of millet in the book;

There is no need to raise the hall to live in peace, there is a golden house in the book;

Don't hate to be unattended when you go out, there are many horses and chariots in the book;

Don't hate unscrupulous matchmakers when you marry a wife, there is Yan Ruyu in the book...

After hearing these four sentences, Qiu Yan's heart moved: "Could it be that what is described in this poem is a book mine?"

Beixuan did not answer directly, but said: "In this mountain of books and mines, the ore crystals contained are all-encompassing. If you are lucky, you can get great fortune from it, allowing people who don't know calligraphy to directly reach the charm, and letting those who have never painted Jackie Chan is described by people, so that the ugly people will be lucky, and the bad luck will be bright!"

Hearing this, Qiu Yan suddenly realized: "So it turns out that what is contained in the crystal of the book mine just now should be the essence of painting, and he focused on painting bamboo leaves. Doesn’t it mean that people can’t leave the mine if they don’t save it? Could it be that these ores can be brought back to the world from Shilin?”

He was able to ask this question because he had some insights.Regardless of the reality of the ore in front of you, it is actually something similar to ideas, which can be visualized in the Shilin world, but once the soul goes out.Back to the physical body, how to carry this book becomes a problem.

Then Qiu Yan frowned, and said again: "That's not true, although the perception in the book mine is exquisite. But after all, it's just a bamboo leaf. The way of calligraphy and painting is so profound. Even if you can draw a leaf, you still can't be regarded as a famous artist."

Bei Xuan couldn't help but nodded.There was a look of admiration in his eyes: "Brother Qiu touched the book mine, and he was able to deduce these things from a few sentences, which shows that he is a caring person. No wonder he can gather the heart of literature and work together. Yes, the crystallization of the book mine has been well received by many people. Restriction, even if you get it, you can only feel it when you come into contact with the soul mine, and it is difficult to take the book mine away from Shilin, as soon as the soul leaves, the mine will return to its place."

"Can't bring Shilin out?" Qiu Yan raised his eyebrows. "If you can't bring out Shilin, then this book mine can be described as tasteless. You can have some insights in Shilin, but you will be beaten back to your original shape as soon as you leave Shilin. This is quite different from what was described in that poem. .”

"What is said in the poem is the ideal state." Beixuan raised his hand and pointed to the surroundings, "The stalagmites all over the ground, the stalactites on the top of the cave, all contain a book mine, and each block contains a certain book mine. On the one hand, the comprehension, and even luck, luck, and the three fires on the shoulders!"

"Even the luck is hidden? Get it from the air?" Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes and looked around. The perception also spread, spreading in one direction, but it was difficult to penetrate the surface of stalactites and stalagmites to peep inside. "But a single You can't know what's going on inside by perception, you can only tell by luck."

"Yes, this is also the special feature of the book mines. These book mines are not all separate, and they are also connected. For example, the one in my hand contains the painting skills of bamboo leaves in the way of calligraphy and painting. It is a single piece, and the insights in it are difficult to be recognized by others. Keep it, but if you encounter a few pieces related to splashed ink and painted bamboo, absorb them together, and as a whole, they can be understood and absorbed by people! As the saying goes, no coincidence makes a book, and if you want to write a book, you still have to rely on your luck.”

Qiu Yan was stunned for a moment, glanced at the crystals in the opponent's hand, then looked at the stalagmites all over the floor, shook his head and said, "It's too small to meet the possibility of the same sentiment, and a few pieces of book mines are considered a set." ?”

"Several pieces are possible. Because of this, there are only a few people who can really gain something in the book mine, and they may not see one person in a hundred years." Beixuan shook his head, with a gleam in his eyes, "But, for For me, getting close to the bamboo shoots and feeling carefully, as long as I can concentrate and meditate without being disturbed by external objects, I can still feel the general outline, which is also an experience.”

Hearing this, Qiu Yan took a deep breath to calm down his slightly turbulent mood, and then cupped his fists to express his gratitude: "Thank you, brother Bei, for your guidance. Listening to this, I can avoid a lot of detours in this book mine."

"You don't have to be polite, as long as you try these things, you will soon know that this is just icing on the cake." Bei Xuan waved his hand, not taking credit for it.

Qiu Yan looked at the other person's expression, thought for a moment, and asked again: "May I ask, is this the first time Brother Bei has come to Shilin?"

"It's not the first time, it's the second time," Beixuan shook his head, with regret on his face, "I have entered the forest twice, and the breath and thoughts of Shilin have left many traces in my soul. After going out this time , I’m afraid there won’t be a third time, this is my last chance in this life, how much I can comprehend depends on the chance.”

"Huh? Even members of Wenbiyi and Yiyi couldn't survive three times to enter the forest?" Qiu Yan was a little surprised. When he heard that Shilin was restricted and the soul was only three, he had guessed that he thought that the condensed literature People with the same mind and culture may be able to withstand more times of entry and exit, but Beixuan did not expect to say this, judging from the other party's expression and demeanor, it does not seem to be fake.

Just when Qiu Yan wanted to inquire further, a voice came from the entrance of the cave, and it was Tang Qing and the old man who walked in, followed by Sun Yong, Zhou Meng, and Huang Xun.

Seeing the two people in the cave, Sun Yong stopped, and said apologetically, "I don't know that the two gentlemen are still talking, but I entered rashly, and I disturbed you. Please also ask Haihan, and Sun will leave now." That's what he said , but Sun Yong's feet were firmly on the ground, and he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating.

"No need," Beixuan waved his hand, "I've said everything I need to say. You came here for the purpose of mining. You can't delay this matter of luck for a moment. Go ahead."

"Then thank you Mr. Bei." Sun Yong nodded with a smile, and led Zhou Meng and Huang Xun to the cave. Zhou and Huang also saluted Qiu Yan before they followed.

The three of them chose one of dozens of caves, and walked in without hesitation.

"Cousin, let's go too." Tang Qing came to Beixuan's side and glanced at Qiu Yan while speaking, as if seeing off a guest.

Qiu Yan was naturally savvy, cupped his hands and said, "Now that I know the characteristics of this book mine, Qiu won't take up Brother Bei's time anymore, I'd better explore it by myself."

Beixuan pondered for a while, then nodded and said: "Alright, although there are beasts running around, brother Qiu is well-versed in writing and has a good body, so the beasts can't do anything to you, so I'll see you later, but, The thoughts and perceptions in the book mine are pure, and they can also infect the soul body. Brother Qiu should not stay in it for more than 36 hours, and the more stalagmites and stalactites are broken, the more severely the soul body will be eroded, and you can stay there. The shorter the time."

There are twelve hours in a day, and 36 hours are three days.

"I will keep it in mind." Qiu Yan nodded, turned around and walked towards a cave entrance.

At this time, there was another rustling sound from the entrance of the cave, it was people jostling shoulder to shoulder, and then the three Zhan family brothers and several others also came in, saluted Beixuan, and called Mr.

Beixuan nodded, and entered a cave beside Tang Qing and the old man.

………………

After Qiu Yan entered the cave, he walked a few steps in stride, and the surrounding immediately became quiet.

The further you go in, the quieter it becomes.

The hole in the hole is not high, just half a head taller than Qiu Yan, and he feels oppressed when he walks, but he doesn't need to bow his head, as his perception covers the surroundings, and he always pays attention to his surroundings.

"It seems that no one has chosen this path except me."

On the edge of the empty main cave, there are dozens of caves in the cave. There are not many people coming with the boat, and even fewer people are willing to get off the boat and enter the cave. There are only about ten people, most of them They all saw Qiu Yan walk into this cave with their own eyes, so they were naturally unwilling to follow. In their view, the chances of following Wenbiyi would be greatly reduced.

After understanding the surrounding situation clearly, Qiu Yan bent down and stared at a stalagmite at his feet, calming his mind and comprehending it carefully.

Along the way, the ground is covered with stalactites of different colors and heights. This one is just one of them, and there is nothing special about it.

As the state of mind calmed down and the spirit gathered, a bit of insight in the stalagmite was indeed captured by Qiu Yan's perception, which was agile and light.But Qiu Yan sighed: "Although I can feel the general artistic conception inside, but there is no reference, how can I get more information? To distinguish where?"

With a sigh, he raised his hand and broke off the stalactite.

Immediately, the stalactites melted, revealing blue crystals, and the artistic conception inside penetrated into the soul, spreading ink in his heart, calmly painting, and soon a lifelike bird took shape.

"This area is also a book mine for the way of painting."

Thinking in my heart, there is an incense mind gushing out of the hole in my soul, and I try to analyze it, but the strange thing is that the incense mind, which has been invincible in the past, seems to have encountered a nemesis this time, and it is difficult to analyze this passage about the painting bird. Sentiment!

"It seems that this tricky method doesn't work, so I can only try a stupid method..."

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan was about to turn his mind to control, when suddenly his body trembled, and he felt a sense of admiration rising from the depths of his soul!

"Huh?" With a thought in his heart, Qiu Yan stopped thinking, and then opened his mouth to spit out!

There was a flash of white light in his mouth, and the glow flew out, hovering in the air, and then fell on the ground. After turning around, a figure appeared——

It turned out to be a fat boy in white and white, with no hair on his body, holding a kit in both hands.

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