Dao Fruit

"Hmm?"

The Taoist priest "Chen Yan" was slightly stunned, as if he had noticed something. Just as he was about to speak, there was a sudden movement from below. He immediately stopped talking, and his voice condensed into a line and reached Qiu Yan's ears——

"I have no ill will towards you, young master. It's just a coincidence that we are on the same road this time. When we reach Wuxin City, we will know for sure."

After the words fell, Chen Yan turned his hand and pinched a talisman between his two fingers. Then the talisman ignited, and ripples appeared on his body, gradually disappearing, and soon he disappeared.

"Hmm? Is this a talisman? I wonder if it records a spell or a Taoist spell."

Qiu Yan looked with his naked eyes, used his perception to capture, and even used the Spirit Eye Technique to explore, but he couldn't find any clues.

However, through the domain of the statue in the inn, he could still vaguely sense that Chen Yan had not left and was still standing there. However, whether it was his body shape, blood, energy, or breath, they were all gathered together, collected and condensed, without any leakage. In the perception of ordinary people, he was just like a stone on the roadside.

"What is the purpose of this Taoist priest? Is he also going after King Tongshan?"

Qiu Yan was thinking, and suddenly there was a sound of heavy objects falling behind him, followed by a muffled voice--

"Mr. Qiu, it's so late, what are you doing on the roof?"

Qiu Yan turned his head and looked at Niu Meng's slightly honest face, and smiled: "Brother Niu, Song Nu should have said something to you, are you still afraid that I will run away?"

Niu Meng listened, looked around for a few times, and then said: "It's windy at night, I'll stay here with you."

"Forget it, go down." Qiu Yan shook his head, and saw that although Niu Meng was a demon, he was also a messy demon, so he didn't say anything more.

When he returned to the room, he lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and his heart gradually calmed down. The Earth Soul Bookshelf rotated in his soul, releasing a faint breath to calm his soul, and the weakness of the past few days quickly faded away.

The irritability caused by the conspiracy had disappeared, and vaguely, the soul had a crystal clear feeling. With a move in his heart, Qiu Yan grasped a certain thread.

"Earth soul, enmity, cause and effect, heaven soul..."

These words passed through his mind, and his thoughts suddenly became clear.

"This Wuxin City really needs to be visited. Only after completing these things can we see the way forward."

With all kinds of thoughts in his mind, he suddenly took out a book from the package at the head of the bed.

This book looks very ordinary, the only difference is that the binding thread is as black as ink.

Looking at this book, Qiu Yan thought of the black shadow that made him uneasy and finally entered the bookshelf of the history department.

"That shadow should be the inner demon, which is probably the work of Tang Lai. I probably got the Tao in Young Master Pan's dream, and that's why I was exposed. However, he found me but didn't come to me. Was he worried about Longting's luck or wanted to catch him in one fell swoop? After all, there was also a wolf demon that took action that day, and behind this wolf demon, wasn't it King Tongshan?"

At this time, the shadow was still on a bookshelf, but this bookshelf was no longer a history bookshelf, but a tall bookshelf condensed by divine power, ten feet high, transparent and luminous.

In front of the bookshelf, was the original deity sitting silently.

One by one, the incense thoughts entangled the original deity, gathering and dispersing, and the faint divine position filled the surroundings, as if an invisible field was set up around it, making it difficult for ordinary things to approach.

In front of the original deity, a group of phantoms was slowly condensing.

Suddenly!

Vibration!

The bookshelf shook, and a black shadow twisted and changed in it, clashing left and right, and roaring, like a beast that wanted to break free from its cage.

Feeling the movement, the original god opened his eyes, and the domain of law flowed, capturing a little connection between the black shadow in the bookshelf and the mountain outside, which was vague and pulling each other.

"This black shadow has a connection with the magic mark on the mountain. If nothing unexpected happens, it is the inner demon mentioned by the city god. Just looking at this situation, this inner demon has no wisdom, but instinctively wants to break free, devour the incense in the room, erode and corrupt! It can be said to be the epitome of negative emotions, weird and inexplicable!"

Thinking like this, the original god's eyes flashed with light, disillusioned, and those were thoughts one by one.

"I don't know if my plan can be realized. If it succeeds, the benefits are not small, but just in case, I have to keep a backup..."

As he was thinking, his heart suddenly jumped, and he felt that the netherworld domain outside had changed, and a familiar breath was seeping in.

"I've been waiting for almost half a month, and it's finally here."

Whispering, the deity raised his hand and grabbed the shadow that was condensing in the air. The shadow had already shown a vague outline, and it was actually a book.

Then the deity swung his arm, and the ten-foot bookshelf behind him rose from the ground, along with the black shadow inside, which quickly shrank and pounced forward, merging into the shadow of the book.

The shadow shook, condensed a lot, and turned into a scroll.

With the scroll in his hand, the deity Qiu Yan soared into the air and flew straight out of the attic. Looking into the distance, he saw the figure with a cold light ten miles away. Who else could it be but Yin Xiao'e in armor?

With a thought, the deity flew away, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yin Xiao'e.

After taking a look at the original god, and then her eyes fell on the scroll, Yin Xiao'e nodded: "Your progress is much faster than I thought, which saves me a lot of effort."

"Come in and talk."

The original god made an invitation, and the two gods landed in the attic courtyard at the same time.

As soon as Yin Xiao'e landed, she raised her hand and pointed. Two rays of light scattered from her fingertips. After landing, they turned and turned into two figures, which were Bai Wenpan and Huang Jue.

Huang Jue had already regained his human form, with a faint white light flashing on his body. He had actually regained his seventh-grade divine position.

With a scan of his perception, Qiu Yan realized that this seventh-grade divine position was just a trick. It was an empty shell that Yin Xiao'e forcibly condensed by combining incense and thoughts with divine power, allowing Huang Jue to enter the soul. However, without incense and offerings, it was a tree without roots. Once the divine power was exhausted, it would be beaten back to its original form.

"It turned out that she spent half a month to condense a divine body for Huang Jue again. I don't know how much incense and divine power she consumed, but it was not in vain for Huang Jue's loyalty to her."

Here, Qiu Yan was still thinking, and Yin Xiao'e on the opposite side pointed again and shot out another ray of light.

The light turned in the air, condensed into a ball of light, and floated in front of the original god. Then Yin Xiao'e said: "It records the address of the ruins and a method of summoning gods. It can call and pull gods across distances, but it consumes a lot of energy. I can only use this ball of divine power two or three times."

"Method of summoning gods?" The original god frowned, "Du Chenghuang, what are you planning to do..."

Yin Xiao'e didn't beat around the bush: "You are a natural god, and you have been dismissed from your divine position. You can move freely, but I am still a canonized god, with rules on my body, and I can't easily leave my place of government, so I can only resort to this last resort."