Dao Fruit

Driving along at an extremely fast speed, the old man took Tian Zhun to the foot of a mountain.

This mountain is not high, and it is not a famous mountain, but it is not far from the east. It is the only way to Xingjing. There are pavilions on the mountain, and occasionally literati linger here and compose poems.

However, when the old man came here, he did not climb the mountain, but walked around the mountain, taking strange steps, rising and falling, following a certain rhythm.

Snap!

Not long after, a huge rock at the foot of the mountain loosened and made a soft sound. The old man immediately found the right moment, stepped over, and stepped on the stone.

Uh-huh!

The stone turned over, and the old man and Tian Zhun suddenly disappeared.

In the dark, damp crypt, the light was dim, and the air was filled with the smell of putridity and decay.

The old man held Tian Zhun in his arms and walked cautiously, deeper and deeper. The green light in his eyes flashed, obviously pouring real energy into his eyes, so as to distinguish things in the dim environment.

The eyes are fragile and cannot bear any force, but those who practice martial arts have to work hard on their muscles, bones, and blood vessels. Although they cannot use their strength to enter the eyes in the early stage, as their physical fitness improves, they become more and more alert, and their vision is naturally sensitive, and they can see things even in dimly lit areas. , like this old man, if you pour real energy into your eyes, you can see black as white.

Tick ​​tock.

In the crypt, there was water dripping from time to time, and the sound was crisp and clear, matching the sound of the old man's footsteps. As he walked, he reached the end.

At the end of the crypt, there was a man wearing coarse cloth and straw sandals sitting. This man had white hair and beard, his face was full of wrinkles, and he was skinny and bones. His body bones were slightly deformed due to sitting cross-legged for a long time.

Hearing the sound, the man slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were dark, and the whites and pupils could not be seen. Like two abyss.

"Meng Huoqin, why are you here?"

The man glanced at the person and called out a name. His voice was very soft and hoarse, and you couldn't hear it clearly unless you listened carefully.

The old man holding Tian Zhun immediately said respectfully: "I have met Mr. Xu Shou. This disciple is here to ask for help. I would like to ask Mr. Shou to treat this child." His name. It is Meng Huaqian.

While talking, he put Tian Zhun on the ground.

At this moment, Tian Zhun was twitching all over, and there were wounds all over his body, but there was cyan light flowing in the wounds, which showed that he was forcibly held down by Meng Huaqin's true energy, preventing the blood from flowing out and preserving his life force.

The man who was praised as Shou Lao lowered his head and glanced at Tian Zhun, with an inexplicable mood in his dark eyes. Finally, he said in a low voice: "This man was invaded by the Confucian spirit and had evil thoughts. His foundation was shaken, and he fell into this situation. You want to save him? But this man has violated the teachings, so he will die if he dies."

Meng Huaqin hurriedly said: "Please keep me informed, this Tian must be from the Tian family, and he is a very talented person among the younger generation. Now it is the first time to travel, and it is normal to have a different state of mind. Please give me some advice." save!"

Xu Shoulao glanced at him. He said calmly: "Since you have abandoned us, why do you need to turn to an old-fashioned person for help? Even if you study the science of mechanisms intensively, you have the true essence after all. It is not difficult to save him."

Meng Huaqin said: "Even if we can save him, destroying his foundation is equivalent to cutting off the way forward."

After hearing this, Xu Shou Lao still shook his head: "You'd better leave. The person who left behind the Confucian spirit is remotely sensing this place. Although I can confuse it for a moment and make it difficult for him to determine his position, I will still leave consequences. , Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people who are willing to inherit the teachings, and the old man cannot return to the ruins until he is destined to return."

After hearing these words, Meng Huoqin frowned, then gritted his teeth and suddenly said: "If the elder is willing to help, in ten years, the disciple is willing to inherit this place!"

"Oh?" Mr. Xu Shou said softly and glanced at Meng Huoqin, "It's rare that you have such thoughts. But this kid committed the crime on his own after all, why do you need to beg for help on his behalf?"

After making the decision, Meng Huoqin calmed down and replied: "This matter started because of the disciples. Nothing should be blamed on Yi."

"Okay," Xu Shou Lao looked at Meng Huoqin for a few times and nodded, "Then I don't have anything to say. You can carry him over. My legs are rotten and it's difficult to move."

"Yes." Meng Huaqin nodded and moved Tian Zhun to Xu Shou Lao, who took advantage of the situation to observe Tian Zhun's face and expression.

Tian Zhun's body was constantly moving, his face was gloomy, and his whole person showed manic and chaotic mood swings.

Inhaling slightly, Xu Shou-lao's dark eyes seemed to be shining with light, and then he slowly raised his hand, his arms trembling.

Such a simple action of raising his hand seemed to have exhausted all his strength. After about a cup of tea, the skinny hand fell tremblingly on Tian Zhun's forehead.

Then, Xu Shou Lao's whole body trembled violently, and extremely powerful spiritual fluctuations rose from his body. In this fluctuation, there was a huge spirit, which was similar to the power of the order of heaven and earth, but was extremely weak and monotonous. In addition, , mixed with strong popular will!

As soon as this spirit came out, Meng Huaqian held his breath and felt the artistic conception, showing an expression of longing and unwillingness, mixed with a trace of regret.

At this time, Xu Shou Lao said something in a low and hoarse voice——

"The world is unjust and the princes are trying to conquer..."

As soon as these words came out, the majestic spirit immediately separated into a group, and penetrated into Tian Zhun's body.

………………

"Help! Help! Help!"

In the illusion, Tian Zhun was running as hard as he could. At this moment, he was naked and in an extremely embarrassed state. There were wounds all over his body. There was not a single piece of intact skin. The blood covered the body surface and had solidified in the conjunctiva.

The pain from the wound made him scream, and the rapid running also caused his physical strength to decline rapidly. His whole body spirit dropped, and he had a feeling of sluggishness, as if he would fall to the ground and die suddenly at any time.

Behind him, there is a group of dark clouds, but if you look closely, you can tell that the clouds are not made of mist and water vapor, but are made up of individual agencies, densely packed, each wielding a sharp blade in their hand. , chasing Tian Zhun with murderous intent, that ferocious aura, just from a distance, is enough to make people feel frightened and feel like the world is falling apart.

At this moment, a word came from the horizon——

The world is unjust and the princes are fighting hard!

The words were like thunder and booming. Condensed into words in the air, bursting out with surging spirit!

In an instant, the chaotic illusion was shaken and stagnated for an instant!

The next moment, these eight characters collapsed and turned into columns of words——

The ruler and ministers above and below are unfaithful and loyal; fathers, sons and brothers are unkind; filial piety and younger brothers are chaste and good; being upright is not stronger than listening and governing... From this point on, the world is in chaos.

Why is this so?

Therefore, they all doubt the difference between the existence and non-existence of ghosts and gods, and do not understand that ghosts and gods can reward the virtuous and punish the violent.

…

Such a paragraph of text. All kinds of confusion are attributed to not believing in the existence of ghosts and gods, and not knowing that there are rewards and punishments!

The sound of each word reached Tian Zhun's ears, which immediately made him realize something, stop his steps, and calm down.

Immediately, the illusion changed, and the machine people tended to dissipate.

"In the dark, there are ghosts and gods watching the changes in the world, rewarding good and punishing evil!" At the end, Tian Zhun said such a sentence, and his body actually released light. The panic on his face dissipated, replaced by a look of understanding.

"Yes! This is my state of mind. All of this is my dream. As long as I strengthen my mind, I will no longer suffer pain! I can still turn my back on you!"

With this thought, his figure suddenly grew taller, and his thoughts radiated out. There is a tendency to spread throughout the fantasy world, as if he has become the emperor here! Take charge of the universe!

This Tian Zhun actually wants to take control of the illusion!

Once you succeed, you can escape from the illusion immediately!

Just then.

Deep in Tian Zhun's heart, a sentence emerged——

The people of the region do not rely on the boundaries of the border, the country is consolidated without the dangers of mountains and rivers, and the people of the world do not rely on the benefits of military revolution.

After these three sentences appeared, Tian Zhun's home field advantage was shattered, causing the illusion to change and shake again. Tian Zhun groaned, and the expression of understanding on his face disappeared instantly and turned into panic.

Immediately afterwards, another spiritual word came from the sky——

"The wisdom of ghosts and gods cannot be compared to the vastness of the secluded mountains and the deep valleys of mountains and forests. The wisdom of ghosts and gods must be known!"

"The punishment of ghosts and gods cannot be for the rich, powerful, brave and powerful, strong armor and powerful soldiers. The punishment of ghosts and gods will definitely win!"

Two sentences in a row turned into a firm and resolute belief, which fell into Tian Zhun's heart, making him immediately strengthen himself, with a look of determination on his face!

But immediately, another sentence came out from deep in my heart——

"The right person will get a lot of help, but the wrong person will get little help!"

The sound was deafening, and it instantly shattered Tian Zhun's heart!

After all, this firmness is fake. It is simulated by external forces and caused by hypnosis. How can it be tough?

When Tian Zhun's determination was shattered, Tian Zhun was panicked and even felt sad. Until now, he still couldn't see that his own state of mind had become a battlefield for others to fight. A thought from others would immediately rise in his own mind. Correspondingly, he claims to be extremely talented, but now his thoughts are being manipulated. This is even more difficult to accept than killing him directly!

But even though he understood it in his heart, when the two spirits clashed, he still couldn't help but fall into it.

However, gradually, the spirit of the Ya Sheng article that Qiu Yan left in his heart was constantly mobilized and wiped out one after another!

These spirits, like seeds, were planted in Tian Zhun's heart by Qiu Yan. They do not have a consciousness to control them. They will only fight against themselves due to changes in the outside world. Therefore, they cannot mobilize the order of heaven and earth and can only exist in people's hearts.

The spirit that Xu Shoulao sent out could not mobilize the order of heaven and earth, but it seemed to contain some kind of order, which was constantly enriched in Tian Zhun's heart and obliterated the spirit of the sages.

Outside, Xu Shou stroked Tian Zhun's forehead with his old hand, remained silent, and suddenly sighed: "Confucianists are really talented, and they can actually apply the spirit of sages to such an extent. What do you think of me... huh? No! It's not just the Confucian spirit!"

As he spoke, his expression suddenly changed, and his dark eyes glowed with brilliance!

"This is……"

boom!

Tian Zhun's body suddenly shook, showing a revealing, standardized, and formulated artistic conception!

While he was surprised, Qiu Yan, who was sitting cross-legged in the Dongdu Inn, also felt something and frowned suddenly.

"Who did those two people invite to take action? They actually forcibly wiped out the spirit of the sages and revealed the spirit of the Legalists without using the order of heaven and earth! What kind of method is this? We must find out!" (To be continued) Search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!

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