Dao Fruit

Huo Zheng's true form is a middle-aged man, wearing a fiery red court robe, which is considered to be well-dressed. But now not only is his hair messy, but even in his divine eyes, he can faintly see the light of fire, and sparks jump out of his body from time to time.

Next to him, a shadow is suspended, twisting and uncertain, with fire in the shadow, and from time to time it bursts out with fluctuations in the domain of law, changing unpredictably, sometimes as heavy as a mountain, sometimes as continuous as a river, sometimes muddy like a swamp, and sometimes quiet and peaceful, as if soothing people's hearts.

Huo Zheng's perception is running through this shadow inside and out, concentrating on perception, not missing any changes or traces.

In the shadow, the slightest feeling, like flowing water, connects with Huo Zheng along the perception, slowly transmits, gradually enters the divine body, integrates into the incense and fire thoughts, is analyzed and comprehended, forms various perceptions, presents in the mind of the gods, and faintly emerges the scene of humanity.

This shadow was the strange thing that broke into Huo Zheng's domain not long ago. It looked like a ghost, but it didn't have much consciousness. Instead, it contained a lot of domain aura and could present the artistic conception of humanistic fire. Huo Zheng discovered its value and caught it on the spot.

After that, Huo Zheng used this thing to comprehend it every day, and his perception became richer and richer. Slowly, his whole body and mind were immersed in it. He felt that the way forward for the gods was becoming clearer and clearer. As long as he could explore the mystery of the soul shadow in one go, he could go to the next level!

At this moment, any interference was unbearable for Huo Zheng, but he didn't want to be distracted and let his perception dissipate, so he was angry with the seventh-grade god he visited. If he was anxious to comprehend, he would have rushed out at this time and roared and rebuked.

Now, Huo Zheng had to be patient and separate his mind to capture a group of light not far away.

This ball of light was emerald green and composed of divine power. One could see seal characters floating and flowing inside, carrying all kinds of information.

Seeing this scene. Huo Zheng stretched out his finger and touched the ball of light with his fingertips. The ball of light suddenly dissipated, like a burst soap bubble, but the information inside flowed out, entered the divine body along his finger, and passed into the divine power space.

The next moment, the thoughts of Xianghuo gathered over, wrapped and analyzed this piece of information.

However, even Huo Zheng himself did not notice it. A large part of the thoughts that gathered over was faintly mixed with extremely thin black lines. The fluctuations and composition of the thoughts were the same as those of Xianghuo, and there was no abnormal movement, so even the gods in question did not notice the difference.

Soon, the information was analyzed, but it was to summon Huo Zheng to the Yin-Yang Tower to discuss matters in the underworld.

"It's just such an insignificant matter. Is it worth alarming this god? Why do you want me to go? What should I do? Can they bear the responsibility of interrupting this god's enlightenment?!"

After knowing the content of the message, Huo Zheng was furious. The divine body emitted waves, which affected the ghost servant. The ghost servant suddenly felt the fire in his soul rise and became extremely violent. He didn't even have the chance to scream, and was burned cleanly without leaving any trace.

In this regard. Huo Zheng did not express anything, but just snorted coldly, separated a little divine thought, formed information, condensed in a ball of flame, and flicked his finger, and the ball of flame flew out!

Whoosh!

The fire passed by, turned a few times, and arrived at the main hall of Huo Zheng Palace, and then did not slow down, and directly hit the seventh-grade god.

Instantly, flames shot up into the sky, and the god was knocked flying into the air, tumbling in the air for a while, his mind turned, his divine power surged, and his entire body gave rise to a well, which fell rapidly, hit the ground, and took root, and then settled.

Then, the well moved, and the body of the god reappeared, but the god's face was slightly pale, and his clothes still had traces of being burned, and he was recovering quickly.

Boom!

At this time, the ball of fire exploded, and a voice came out-

"Alright! Take this ball of fire back and tell Tongpan and Songzi that this god has something to do and has no time to go to Chacha to get involved in other things. Don't disturb me anymore, send you away!"

As soon as the last two words fell, the whole hall changed instantly, and the flames rose, turning into a sea of ​​fire!

The heat rose.

The seventh-rank well god dared not say much, nor hesitated. He raised his hand and held a little spark in his hand. He bowed and saluted silently, and finally turned into light and left. Before he came, he had expected that he might encounter this kind of "courtesy". After all, Huo Zheng's arrogance was well-known in the gods. He relied on his rank and background to do things without considering the feelings of others. All the gods who dealt with him hated him.

After sending the well god away, Huo Zheng put his mind to rest and restrained his divine thoughts. The flames in the core area spread again, covering his figure. This god re-invested in the perception of shadows, but he didn't know that in the divine power space in his body, there were several strange incense thoughts, digesting all kinds of information.

The main content of this message was to ask Huo Zheng about the details of the capture of Gui Zi Mu, and to explore the matter of Feng Zhen, the god of childbirth.

However, although the information was analyzed, it was not mastered by Huo Zheng, but was intercepted by the incense thoughts, simulating other content, allowing the spirit to perceive, and thus controlling the information.

Then, the incense thoughts slowly returned and returned to the God Pond.

Under the God Pond, there was a shadow floating in it, and the object was slowly growing. Because it was similar to the incense thoughts, there was almost no difference. In addition, Huo Zheng had been contemplating external objects with all his heart and soul recently, and his mind was restless and uncertain, so he could not find this object.

This object was neither real nor fake, as if it was a combination of incense thoughts. On the surface, it was controlled by Huo Zheng, but in fact it was disguised by another object, slowly gathering the surrounding thoughts and gathering on the body...

Outside, as Huo Zheng regained his enlightenment, the entire Huo Zheng Palace returned to calm.

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"Desire moves people's hearts, and even gods are no exception. The more the fire is comprehended, the more it will be affected by the aggregate of feelings. In the end, it can only be achieved in vain."

In the Dongdu Inn, Qiu Yan put down the jade basin in his hand and shook his head.

I sneaked into the Yin Yang Tower, and in order to contain Huo Zheng, I left an object in his domain, mixed with fragments of inner demons, and was deliberately obtained by Huo Zheng.

It should be noted that the fragments of inner demons can create feelings out of thin air. Although there is no understanding, it can give people the illusion of understanding.

As Huo Zheng's "enlightenment" deepens, the fragments of inner demons gradually sneak into the mind of God, and grow through the incense thoughts. While not attracting the other party's attention, they constantly create new feelings, creating the illusion of increasing progress for Huo Zheng, allowing the other party to Being addicted to it gradually makes it difficult to extricate yourself, and the sinking of spiritual thoughts will in turn promote the growth of the fragments of the inner demon.

After the inner demon clone returned from the dark space, it was divided into a large number of fragments and lurked in the hearts. It recovered and strengthened by devouring thoughts, insights, and emotional fluctuations. But how can the hearts of ordinary people be compared with the hearts of gods? The thoughts of gods, The incense of the believers was originally entrusted with it, it was pure and pure, and it was the ideal prey for inner demons. Therefore, this restless and unstable Huozheng has become a breeding ground for inner demons.

"These days, with the help of the inner demon clone, the god himself has understood the way of inner fire and anger, and the inner demon itself has also gained something, is accumulating and brewing, and will be able to sublimate and transform in a short time..."

After thinking about it, Qiu Yan stood up, made seals on his hands, and walked around the house. He released a faint aura, isolating the entire room from the outside world.

Then, he returned to the table, picked up the white jade paperweight again, and slowly put it into the jade basin.

Immediately, invisible ripples rippled in the jade basin, and rich literary thoughts roared out. There were bursts of sounds of books. If the room had not been isolated, these sounds and literary thoughts would immediately cause waves if they spread out.

As literary thoughts flowed out, traces of water appeared in the jade basin, reflecting figures one after another, either reciting, reading, or writing.

"This jade basin has an extraordinary origin. There is a sage spirit hidden in it, but it is locked and difficult to learn. However, after the investigation just now, I probably already know the method of using this jade basin. If it is operated properly, it can return Wen Si. "

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Qiu Yan was suddenly startled. He felt an imaginative artistic conception from the jade basin. The water of literary thoughts in it released a seductive flavor, which caused Qiu Yan's mind to move, and he felt an impulse in his heart. Drink it, it seems that as long as you drink this water of literary thoughts, your literary thoughts will be like a spring!

Slowly, Qiu Yan stepped forward and picked up the jade basin.

In the basin, there seemed to be a soft voice speaking in his ears——

"Drink, drink, there are ten talents in the world, but here is eight talents! After drinking, you will be eight talents high!"

This voice captivates people's hearts and captivates their minds and minds.

But Qiu Yan suddenly laughed: "What a jade basin, since you are a jade, you should know that you are a gentleman and as gentle as jade, so why do you do these ghostly tricks to deceive people's hearts? The world is complicated and the world is endless, which is the most draining of people's ambitions, but But there must be a bottom line. A gentleman in ancient times can trust an orphan six feet away, and can send a life hundreds of miles away, but it cannot be taken away at a big festival. Since I, Qiu Yan, am a sensible student, how can I seize other people's literary thoughts to settle down and live in peace? "

When he finished speaking, he raised his hand and splashed, and the water of literary thoughts in the basin was splashed out and flew into the air!

Then Qiu Yan's body was shaken, and the half-step fused living soul jumped out from the sky, releasing the meaning of scriptures and thoughts, echoing the aura of literary thoughts in the room, and then four bookshelves flew out and surrounded the living soul, The word "knowledge" is formed in the soul!

The word flew out, collapsed and reorganized, forming a line——

Only names and tools, no fake people!

This sentence is used by ministers to advise the monarch. It refers to the title, official title and corresponding etiquette, which cannot be easily awarded to others. It is used to metaphor that orthodoxy, righteousness and responsibility cannot be shied away at will. However, here, it was used by Qiu By extension, it refers to literary thoughts and knowledge, and refers to the foundation of many Confucian scholars, which cannot be given to others!

As soon as this column of words came out, the artistic conception released spread to the whole room, and then the words condensed into a word "行", scattered and radiated, integrating into the whole room of literary thoughts!

The next moment, Wen's thoughts were boiling, and chains of cause and effect appeared one after another, extending out from the room one after another.

Qiu Yan's soul saw this scene and uttered the word "go".

Immediately, a strong wind blew up in the room, and one after another, following the connection between cause and effect, they broke out of the window and flew away in all directions! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!

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