Dao fruit.

"Oh?"

In the Wenxuan Building, Qiu Yan felt something in his heart. When he changed his mind, the Li Gua in the body of the god trembled slightly, echoing the core talisman of the third grade, and the divine power and incense thoughts drifted over.

Immediately, Qiu Yan understood and knew the identity of this person.

"Taoist master of Xuxu..."

After recognizing his identity, Qiu Yan was not in a hurry. He drove his body and mind, shuttled a few times in the Li Gua, and pulled the line of cause and effect. Fragments suddenly appeared in his mind, all of which may happen in the future, like a tree Similarly, the trunk of the matter is deduced, and then bifurcated, deriving various relatively independent situations.

"The power of the third grade is indeed no small matter. The connection between the divine body and the cause and effect of the heaven and the earth is getting closer. This is speculated to be more accurate and detailed."

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan has already made a decision. At this time, the few lines he wrote are about to be completed. These words exude vigor and vitality, and write a paragraph of sentiment. Each word falls on a checkerboard grid, neatly , Chic.

The whole hall was very quiet, and a needle could be heard.

Seeing Qiu Yan turn his wrist, sign his name at the end of the article, and then stand up, this action caused the chair behind him to make a "crash", which was very clear in the quiet hall, and woke up a famous Confucian scholar.

"Huh? What happened just now?"

"I seem to have hallucinations and have experienced a lot of life."

"I remember being an official..."

……

Discussions sounded from everywhere, and when Qiu spoke and acted, the literary thought and blood that exuded infected these Confucian scholars, causing them to fall into the projection in their hearts and experience changes in the hearts of the people.

However, they didn't have the opportunity to touch the power of order, they just fell into Qiu Yan's literary thoughts.

Even so, Qiu Yan has now advanced to the third rank, and he has realized a little bit of the true meaning of humanity.The perception of the people's hearts was born, poured into the pen, written on the chessboard, and the literary thoughts and blood radiated are combined, and the projection in the heart constructed is also extraordinary.Not just limited to one article.There are also many people's sentiments, expressing the Tao in Qiu Yan's heart, and constructing a dream in his heart.Let these Confucian scholars taste life from it.

Thinking back now, the Confucian scholars were all like Nan Ke Yimeng, thinking about the reason carefully, and then turned their heads to look at Qiu Yan in unison, feeling awe in their hearts, knowing that it had something to do with him.

In this world, there are ghosts and ghosts. Scholars are far away from ghosts and gods, but there are also sayings such as awe-inspiring spirit.In fact, it is to use thoughts to influence the hearts of others. This method of not interfering with specific objects, but only affecting people's hearts, seems to be a concrete presentation of Qiu Yan's previous hypnosis, so Confucian scholars do not find it abrupt.

Qiu Yan wandered around, caught some connections from each figure, and stood up after he stopped writing.The spiritual projections naturally dissipated, but the previous diffusion had already planted a seed in these people's hearts, and the foreseeable future would be washed away by time.Some of these seeds may wither, but some will blossom and bear fruit.

"The way of the humanities has no fixed roots, let alone limits. It is broader than the way of the gods. It should be my way."

Thinking about it, Qiu Yan turned his mind and gathered back the scattered thoughts.

Immediately, Wen Si, who was everywhere, quickly returned, and even the consciousness that felt the power of order was gathered, and the ancient scene visualized began to collapse.

"Huh?" Han Yi and the others noticed it immediately, feeling a sense of urgency in their hearts.

At the same time, Han Weier also came to her senses. She was also affected by Qiu Yan's mind projection. Because of her different learning, she was more touched by the lives of millions of people, so she was immersed in it. The person's complexion was slightly pale, and at the same time, he noticed the expressions of the people around him, and he knew it well, and took two steps forward.

When she came to Qiu Yan, Han Weier smiled, took out a palm-sized box from her sleeve, and handed it over: "Brother Qiu, it's my fault that you got into trouble because of the little girl's words this time. The Canglong Pill will be used as an apology."

"Canglong Pill?" Qiu Yan's nose moved, and even through the box, he could still smell a strong smell of Qi and blood. His spirit was lifted, and he knew that it had something to do with Mingxiu.

"That's right." Han Wei'er said calmly, "This pill is made from the flesh and blood of Aolong in the East China Sea, supplemented with many precious medicinal materials. Swallowing one pill when you break through the realm of life cultivation will increase your chances of winning by [-]%!"

Aolong is called a dragon, but it is not a dragon species, but a big fish that lives in the deep sea. It has fins, looks like a turtle, and has armor on its body. It is said that it is the descendant of an ancient alien species. It is very ferocious. Qiu Yan once read the description in a book , It is said that this fish can swallow tigers and leopards, and has a long lifespan. It is born with the method of training Qi, can breathe and swallow, and the flesh and blood it eats will be beaten into Qi and blood.

An adult Aolong's body is full of qi and blood, which is beyond people's imagination. Even a monk of the Dao of Fate in the fourth realm may not be able to beat the total amount of qi and blood alone.

These messages flashed through his mind, but Qiu Yan didn't intend to accept them. Instead, he asked, "This pill is made from the flesh and blood of Aolong. I don't know if I killed Aolong or only obtained flesh and blood?"

"This is something that a little girl can't know. I only have pills, and I don't have the ability to subdue dragons." Han Weier chuckled, "Brother Qiu, don't you want to take it?"

Looking at Han Weier's fair face, Qiu Yan shook his head: "The treasure is touching, you took out the apology, it can be seen that the original sound was not unintentional, but intentional, first pushing Qiu into trouble, and then taking out the apology." Treasure came to make up for it, playing with people's hearts one after another, it must be calculated, it's just..."

Speaking of this, a bright light flashed in his eyes: "Qiu won't accept this kind of favor, you chose the wrong person to play tricks on! Since you are a woman, I also have friendship with Mr. Han Xiangguo, so I let you go." This time, the relationship between you and me has been settled so far, if you commit another crime in the future, don’t blame Qiu for being ruthless! As for the three magic weapons, they will be returned in another day!"

Qiu Yan's voice was not high, and he reasoned slowly, but every word pierced into Han Weier's ears and heart like sharp thorns, making her smile fade away. The meaning of pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

After saying this, Qiu Yan ignored Han Weier, turned around and walked to Gao Song.

Gao Song was recollecting the mental projection just now, and felt that it was closely related to what he had learned, and seemed to be able to explore the original meaning of "Li", but when he saw Qiu Yan approaching, he immediately restrained his thoughts, greeted him loudly, and called "Young Master" with an attitude. Respectfully.

"Brother Gao, you don't need to be so polite. If you think Qiu is worthy of attention, you and I can make friends and call Qiu with the word 'Shen Zhi'."

"Don't dare, don't dare." Gao Song took advantage of the situation and said a few words of humility, but in the end he followed the good advice.

Qiu Yan said: "Qiu has something to do at the moment, so I have to leave first, but today's grand meeting, there are elders here, it would be impolite to say goodbye without saying goodbye, and I will ask Brother Gao to speak to Han Yi and Mr. Chen for me later. , please forgive them.”

"The evaluation has not yet started, and Shenzhi is about to leave. It would be a pity to miss this opportunity." Gao Song tried to persuade him.

"It's really urgent, so I have to go."

Seeing Qiu Yan's insistence, Gao Song had no choice but to say: "In that case, I'll pass on a message for Brother Qiu."

In Gao Song's mind, although Qiu Yan is talented, even convinced himself, and has a little reputation in Dongdu, but after all, he is not the protagonist today, and even if he leaves, it will not have much influence, but he does not know that Qiu Yan sent it this time. An article is currently being placed in the evaluation room.

After the two finished speaking, Qiu Yan didn't stop, and went straight out of Wenxuan Building.

Seeing Qiu Yan's leaving back, everyone in the room had different thoughts, and most of them breathed a sigh of relief.

This scene made Han Weier feel interesting.

"Just now, my name is Po Qiu Yan. In the hearts of these people, they all have the idea of ​​using Qiu Yan as a stepping stone. They want to step on him to make a name for themselves, and go to play chess with him one after another. It has only been a long time, and they have already grown fear. In my heart, this Qiu Yanguo is not simple, it's just that I acted recklessly this time and hated him, I don't know how to make up for it, and it would be bad if I missed my father's great cause, huh?"

Thinking about the chess game in her heart, Han Weier settled her mind, her eyes fell on the chessboard subconsciously, and suddenly she saw the words in the grid on the chessboard. After scanning the article, she immediately felt the artistic conception like the wind, the feeling of blowing on her face, in her heart jump!

Da da da!

The next moment, Han Wei'er made three steps in parallel, came to the edge of the chessboard, looked intently, and her complexion suddenly changed.

"I was only interested in feeling the artistic conception of writing and the projection of my heart, but I didn't notice that Qiu Yan wrote a running script and left such an article on the chessboard! This article..."

A drop of sweat dripped from her forehead. Looking at the article on the chessboard, Han Weier's flesh and blood were agitated, the strength flowed under the skin, the big tendons bounced, and the article flowed in her heart. The energy was instantly condensed, her perception was improved, her thoughts were clear, and she was thinking Several problems were solved!

"Good guy! Although I know that Qiu Yan is very talented in writing, he has followed the way of life, but I didn't expect that he would almost integrate the way of life into his pen and ink! This article, the words are life and body cultivation, The rhyme is the sound of shock, the whole text has a lofty intention, and it is hidden and unique. The three roads gather on a chessboard. Just by looking at it, it has many effects. Able to understand the mind with one heart and refine the way of writing..."

Thinking about it, Han Weier's complexion changed several times.

"That's right, this evaluation is an opportunity. There are many great Confucian scholars gathered, and Wenxuan Building is originally a place for literary collection, and there are many scholars inside and outside the building. I feel that such an article has been born, but it is hard to come by, and I am afraid that if he writes again, he may not be able to write the same article!"

After thinking up to this point, she realized that this article was precious, and finally couldn't calm down, she stretched out her hand to grab it, but with this movement, three hands suddenly appeared on the chessboard, each grabbing a corner.

"Huh?" Han Weier was startled, looked up, and found that when she was thinking, there were two other people who noticed the strange shape of the chessboard and reached out to take it, including Gao Song from Chongli Academy!

"You two..." Han Weier pursed her lips into a smile, but a cold look flashed in her eyes, "I made friends with Qiu Yanzhi, but he left in a hurry and forgot to pack the calligraphy. I should put it away and hand it over later."

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Thanks to "Qi Wen" for voting for the monthly ticket!