Dao fruit.

All people have one thing in common: when hungry, desire food, when cold, desire warmth, when tired, desire rest, like profit but hate harm...

Qiu Yan wrote such a passage in the air, and the meager yang energy in his soul condensed along the pen tip in mid-air. The words were still full of bones and blood, but because there was no physical body to drive them, there was no obvious fluctuation of energy and blood.

This sentence is a passage in Sun Sheng's "Honor and Disgrace". It is about human instinct and nature. When Qiu Yan confronted the old man in the first level, he used this sentence to refute the other party, and he experienced it for himself in the second level. once.

With personal experience, the experience lingers in the soul, flows with the thoughts of the mind, and ferments along the tip of the pen, so after these words are written, the understanding and perception contained in them are deeply embedded in the bones, and they are actually embedded in the surroundings!

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, a crack formed out of thin air!

Afterwards, violent thoughts gushed out of the crack, chaotic and chaotic, and melted into Qiu Yan's heart along the pen, impacting his perception.

But Qiu Yan remained unmoved, turned his wrist, and the Chunqiu pen was still writing in the air.

This is the first time Qiu Yanshang has used this pen. He felt that he held it in his hand, and his heart felt a little bit more vicissitudes. When he wrote, he felt a sense of coolness. Words gushed out like a fountain—

…the eyes can distinguish between white and black, beauty and evil, ears can distinguish clear and turbid voices, mouth can distinguish sour, salty, sweet and bitter, and nose can distinguish fragrance and smell…

The following sentences describe the specific instincts of the human body, such as eyes distinguishing between beauty and ugliness, ears distinguishing turbidity, and tongue distinguishing tastes, etc. This is an analysis of the meaning of natural desires.

What was stained on the nib was not ink, but the gurgling water in the jade basin. This kind of water gave Qiu Yan a broad, restrained, and heavy feeling.The written words seem to weigh more than a thousand catties. As an article is gradually formed, the words are pressed into the void, and the cracks formed out of thin air are becoming more and more dense.Spread around the streets.

Click!

The walls and stone steps on the side of the street were shattered, then collapsed, and turned into a pool of rubble in the blink of an eye.

Rumble!

The sound of underground eruptions was dull like thunder. It seemed to be caused by the movement of the earth's crust. Qiu Yan faintly felt the tremor under his feet, but with the movement of Wenzong's paperweight, which suppressed the mid-air, the tremor was suppressed again.

"After I entered this illusion, my soul and body were restricted. It was like a weak body, unable to use supernatural powers, and even my strength was very weak. Even if I was given a spear and hammer, I couldn't dance. Let alone shatter the illusion. But... ..."

Feeling the changes around him, Qiu Yan's thinking became clearer and he knew he had found the right direction.

"Supernatural powers and strength can't be used, and the rest is only literary thinking, but there is no way to stimulate literary thinking in the illusion, and it is impossible to make literary thinking visible, so I can only write and express and explain literary thinking in articles. As a beggar, I want to get Such an opportunity is not easy, according to the normal channels. It will take some time, and it must be broken by the article, which cannot be achieved overnight. It must be combined with fame and fame to spread the article all over the world..."

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan realized how long it would take, not to mention anything else, when he was in Yangjian, he took part in the imperial examination and was invited by Lizong Academy, but his reputation was still limited, and in this illusion, his identity was just a beggar. Son, if you want to be famous all over the world, it will take a lot of time.

"The beggar's counterattack, such a drama is legendary enough, but to stage such a legend, it cannot be said that there is no chance, but it takes too much energy and time. Fortunately, with the arrival of these three things, Spring and Autumn Brush, Wenzong Paperweight, Bei The underworld jade basin is a real thing, and if I can enter the scholastic community, there must be a pusher behind it, but it is of great help to me right now. With the help of the three supernatural powers, the book becomes an article and presents a literary thought, thereby breaking the illusion and saving a lot of time and energy... ..."

Thinking about it, the article "Honor and Disgrace" written by Qiu Yan is coming to an end. An eloquent article is suspended in the air, and the words are so heavy that it crushes a large illusion. All were counteracted by his will.

Seeing that an exit is about to be created, leaving the illusion.

Just at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Whoops!

At the moment when this illusion was about to be shattered, the entire illusion seemed to feel threatened, and there was a sudden shock, endless information gathered and gushed out from the cracks, like a storm, moving Qiu Yan's body back eight steps.

"What's going on?" Qiu Yan was stunned for a moment, and then his heart was overwhelmed. The violent message was like a torrent, impacting his state of mind. The message was no longer chaotic thoughts, but full of strong malice.

From instinctive, unreasonable malice!

That is the malice of humans, creatures, demons, and even plants. It is the malice they erupted for survival and the continuation of the race. There is no turning around, there is no right or wrong, only life and death!

In an instant, Qiu Yan's thoughts were almost completely swallowed by this violent torrent!

In the torrent, there is only a little hole in the soul, which fluctuates and drifts with the current.

Violence and malice are thoughts, such an impact, even if Qiu Yan is determined, but if he perseveres, the iron pestle can be ground into a needle, and a person's tenacious thoughts are constantly impacted in front of the endless torrent, and the final result can only be to be beaten. The self-awareness is obliterated, and the soul and body are filled with malice.

At this critical moment, the hole in the soul suddenly expanded, like a big mouth, swallowing it with its mouth open, and intercepted part of the surging torrent!Swallow it in the hole!

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"Although Qiu Yan has a literary talent, and his determination can be regarded as tenacious, he was too impatient. He didn't fully understand the essence of the illusion, so he wrote rashly. Because his words had something to say, it led to the counterattack of the entire illusion. Within the time limit, we must comprehend the original meaning of the illusion, otherwise..."

In the palm world that Qiu Yan left, the old man sat in the thatched hut, closed his eyes again, and muttered to himself, with a look of realization on his face, while talking, he shook his head again.

"It should have taken a few years to comprehend, how could it be realized in a short period of time? It seems that Qiu Yan's fate is not much different from that of an old man."

The old man failed to pass the first pass, but took over the responsibility of guarding the pass. He had a weak sense of the second pass. Although he couldn't see it, he could feel the general progress. Only then could he know what happened to Qiu Yan.

His words, which seem to be speaking naturally to himself, have an audience——

Zhao You.

However, at this moment, Zhao You's complexion is as pale as paper, his soul body is dim and trembling slightly, staggering, his whole body exudes an aura of weakness, lethargy, and despair, and moreover, Evans keeps exuding——

Qiu Yan's previous smash seemed simple, but it shattered Zhao You's foundation. Although it didn't destroy his soul, it shattered Wen Xin!

When the literary heart is broken, the literary thinking is gone!

But now Wensi is constantly being lost, which is irreversible, making Zhao You even more desperate. He is trapped in the world in his hands, and his will has been distorted. It is undoubtedly a kind of suffering to watch it dissipate.

The disappearance of Wensi made his soul body lose the ability of speech and telepathy, he wanted to ask the old man for help, but it was difficult to speak, and knowing the secret of the old man, so he held back.

And the old man seemed unaware, just talking to himself without even looking at Zhao You.

But it is this kind of attitude that instead breeds fear in Zhao You's heart and plunges him into the abyss of despair and fear. His thoughts become more and more turbulent, and his thoughts dissipate more quickly.

Vicious circle.

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"Maliciousness comes from the illusion, and the illusion imitates the mortal world, so it is also born. After I realized part of the meaning of the illusion, I wrote a book. I didn't expect that one hair would move the whole body, causing the entire illusion to attack and resist!"

The soul has been filled with malice, Qiu Yan's mind is firm, but in the face of the violent torrent, he was still obliterated and almost disappeared, but he thought three times in one thought, and the other two bodies would not lose their ability to think because of this. It was immediately apparent why.

"If you want to prevent your soul from sinking, you must thoroughly comprehend the illusion in the shortest possible time!"

Thinking this way, Qiu Yan already had an idea, there was a change in the divine power space of the spirit body, and the gust of wind roared out from the divine pool, it was the malice coming from the hole in the soul!

Although the torrent of malice can wipe out the will of the soul, but in the space of divine power, blocked by countless incense and thoughts, it is difficult to succeed, and instead is oppressed and falls down!

Around the Shenchi is an illusory projection. There are mountains, water, cities, and farmland. It is the place where the believers worship the Kitchen God. They are projections in the body of the god. You can faintly see spots of light in it, and every point is different. Represents a believer.

Now, the boundless malice turned into a violent wind fell down, and shadows appeared in the projection. These figures, like people who have been robbed to a strange place, seem a little flustered. This is instinct, detachment and thinking.

But before they could react, streams of intense divine power fell from the stars in the sky, enveloping the projection by the pool.

Immediately afterwards, the insights gained from the Yin-Yang Pagoda merged into it, and the next moment, the time in the projected world was separated from the outside world, and began to change rapidly!

In just a few breaths, the divine power stars were extinguished one by one.

Under the impetus and simulation of divine power, in the illusory landscape and city, figures and light spots are like real believers and creatures, multiplying and multiplying, staged scenes of joys and sorrows...

Human nature and nature are interpreted in it, and various changes continue to occur, and soon converge into a sentiment.

This feeling is mixed and rich, mixed with a kind of evil, turbulent, and has a tendency to erupt at any time. After it appears, it turns around in the air and falls into the pool of gods. Through the hole in the soul at the bottom of the pool, it is transmitted to the soul of the gods!

At the same time, a bookshelf from the depths of the soul is revealed, and the spirits of saints and sages fly out, combining with the sentiment that came from the hole in the soul, restraining the trend of turmoil, and then controlling the diffusion of the sentiment, blending into the bottom of my heart!

The next moment, a ray of light emerged from the bottom of his heart, whistling and sweeping away, shattering the malice that filled the soul!

This ray of light is a bit of pure "knowledge"!

In the outside world, Qiu Yan's body stood still, and with a twist of his wrist, the words in his pen came to life!