Dao Fruit

Hurrah!

The wind picked up and the flying white frost was blown away.

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Yan's soul made a secret gesture, and the white frost in the sky was driven to spin like running water. Suddenly, a bit of incense power flew out of the soul.

This bit of divine power was so weak that it was difficult for others to detect it. It was floating, but it was extremely fast and flew to the edge of the heart fire in the blink of an eye.

After the inner fire exploded, there was a little flame left, swaying and beating, with the momentum of being extinguished at any time. However, after being contaminated by this bit of divine power, it fluctuated rapidly, and the magic power to control the flame emerged from the divine power, directly imprisoning the inner fire!

Immediately afterwards, the strong wind whipped up the hoarfrost and roared directly into this little heart fire!

Condensation!

The frost and wind blew, and the fire in my heart instantly condensed. Countless people were roaring inside, asking questions one after another!

But these questions have no beginning or end, one after another, without end. In just a moment, the huge amount of information will burst the magic power of Incense!

What exploded at the same time was the remaining flame!

With a "bang", the flames exploded and disappeared without a trace.

This explosion was not led by the owner of the inner fire, but was exploded by endless questions and information, which was equivalent to tearing apart and annihilating the thoughts and emotions that constituted the inner fire!

The direct consequence is this feeling of tearing and exploding, which is quickly transmitted along the connection——

After Zhang Qin hid his inner fire, he left as soon as possible and flew quickly. At this moment, he had entered the woods, but suddenly he groaned, his whole soul blurred, and he fell headlong!

The next moment, his thoughts changed rapidly, he suppressed the discomfort in his soul, and barely climbed up, but little bits of fire continued to erupt from his body.

"What's going on? The little inner fire I left behind should have dissipated quickly after it exploded. How could it be forcibly immobilized? I also poured doubtful frost into it!"

Although he was doubtful, Zhang Qin had no time to think about it, and he didn't dare to think about it. Instead, he hesitated. In his soul, all his mind was occupied, and various questions emerged one after another, threatening to fill his entire soul!

"We must find a place to stop and calm down our thoughts!"

Dots of crystal appeared on the surface of Zhang Qin's soul, condensing into frost!

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After blowing away the white frost in one breath, Qiu Yan did not relax. He found that doubts were rising in his heart!

But the strange thing is that these questions are not born by oneself, but spread from the white frost along with the breath!

Those crystal white frosts were filled with all kinds of questions, some simple, some profound, some Qiu Yan could answer, and some he had never even heard of!

On the other side, two Confucian scholars who came out of the forest recovered from their panic. One of them glanced at Qiu Yan and said, "Thank you very much, brother, for your help. The two of you are very grateful. However, this misunderstanding is just a matter of time." The breath will also be contaminated by doubts. After all, we are all souls now, and even the breath is connected with consciousness. Once it is stained by doubts, it will spread!"

There is not much age difference between the two people, but the person speaking looks older.

At this time, another person also said: "Yes, it seems that brother is already full of doubts. Don't think about it at this time, otherwise the doubts will penetrate deep into your heart, continue to breed and expand, and finally support your entire soul. burst!"

While the two people were talking, the surrounding hoarfrost had fallen again, covering the ground.

At the same time, Qiu Yan's soul trembled a few times and became blurry. The surface of his soul was covered with a layer of crystal white frost from unknown time.

"This was my negligence. I didn't expect something like this to happen." Looking at Qiu Yan's appearance, Chen Jing looked remorseful. "My ancestors have recorded it long ago. I should have told the story about Yan Shuang."

The passerby suddenly said: "Donor Chen, if you really blame yourself, it's not too late to make it clear now."

Chen Jing hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, then quickly turned away, nodded and said, "That's exactly what it should be."

He glanced at Qiu Yan again and saw that although the other person's soul was sometimes blurred and covered with white frost, his expression remained unchanged and his eyes were bright.

"The white frost on the ground is not the condensation of water vapor, but the questions that have arisen in the minds of scholars throughout the ages. Questions appear in the world, just a thought, but each one will form a crystal in the scholarly forest. When accumulated, it becomes this The ground is covered with frost."

This answer surprised Qiu Yan, but he was not surprised.

"This experience in the human world may not be of much use in the scholarly world."

At this moment, his soul seemed to be changing and his body was covered with frost, but in fact most of it was an act. Although the questions that poured into his soul were sudden, they were quickly settled by the fire in his heart and he began to answer the questions.

Part of it was also transmitted into the spirit body along the hole in the soul, and was analyzed and classified by the incense mind. But this analysis is not simply to solve puzzles, but to explore the structure of Bai Shuang!

"The existence form of these white frosts is very special and has great reference value. If we can understand it clearly, it will be helpful to the control of Shinto incense."

Now that he was interested, Qiu Yan didn't want to be distracted by other people's attention, so he pretended to be tricked and started exploring on his own.

The other side.

When Chen Jing finished speaking, the two people added: "Doubts are like frost, crystal clear. If you touch it, it will be contaminated in the soul, and even the doubt frost nearby will spread the doubt. The doubts covering the ground There is so much frost, and the amount of doubt that surges up in an instant is so huge that it impacts the human soul, just like a flood hitting a dam. If one cannot bear it, it will burst immediately!"

He glanced at Qiu Yan: "We also saw the situation just now. Someone had planned it in advance. If it weren't for this brother's action, we would have suffered. This is a favor, and we will not stand by and watch him die."

Another person said: "There is no time to lose. If time passes, doubts will take over and it will be difficult to treat. Now take him to see Mr. Bei."

Chen Jing's heart moved and asked: "Can you two explain it more clearly?"

The older man replied: "From the looks of you, you are also Confucian scholars who entered the forest in advance. The purpose of this visit must be to explore the literati circle through the opportunity of discussing Taoism in the Xingtan, and then return safely. In this case, we have the same position..."

At this point, this person reported his origins. According to him, his name is Zhan Cheng, and the man next to him is Zhan Zhen, his brother, and both are scholars from Jiangnan Road.

"That's a coincidence. We are also people of Da Rui." Chen Jing introduced himself and Qiu Yan and others.

"It's not a coincidence. Although we, the people from Da Rui, have different experiences, we are all in this area." The younger Zhan Zhen shook his head, "Shilin is dangerous and full of crises. It is difficult for a few people to gain a foothold. Since you are here, come with us to meet Mr. Bei, so that we can take care of each other in the future."

When Chen Jing heard this name for the second time, he roughly understood the situation and asked, "Is this Mr. Bei from the Bei family of Hebei Dao?"

Zhan Cheng nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Bei is a rising star of the Bei family. This time he shook the clay sculpture of the sage and entered the forest in advance. He also brought in a few people to join us and explore this place together."

"From what Brother Zhan said, it seems that you didn't come in with Mr. Bei?" Chen Jing found a little clue from the other party's words.

The Zhan brothers did not intend to hide it, and answered directly: "Our Zhan family and the Jiangnan Sun family are old friends. This time we came with the young master of the Sun family."

"The Jiangnan Sun family? This is a wealthy family, but it is not famous for its articles." Chen Jing knew that those who could enter the literati in advance were not necessarily paved by the literati. If he had not met Qiu Yan, there were other ways to enter in advance, but the possibility of success was extremely small, the risk was greater, and the energy and financial resources required were more than ten times this.

Lu Daoren said: "Since you have asked clearly, let's go with them first. In my opinion, Mr. Qiu's matter should not be delayed any longer." After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, his spiritual consciousness flew, and led Qiu Yan forward.

Qiu Yan glanced at Lu Daoren, but did not speak. Instead, he closed his eyes and concentrated on solving the doubts, while analyzing the structure of the frost.

"Okay." Chen Jing agreed, and the Zhan brothers did not talk too much, and led the way in front.

The group drifted into the forest.

As they walked, Zhan Zhen suddenly asked, "By the way, how did you get to Shilin?" He glanced at a few people, "Did you use tricks?"

"No," Chen Jing said with a smile, "We are blessed by this brother Qiu. He has opened up a path of literature, shocked the clay sculptures of saints, opened up the mind, and brought us here."

"Open up a path of literature?" Zhan Cheng and Zhan Zhen were stunned for a moment, showing surprise, and looked at Qiu Yan again, frowning, "Forgive me for my ignorance, I have never heard of Brother Qiu before, I wonder which academy Brother Qiu studied in?"

It can be seen that they did not believe what Chen Jing said.

"Brother Qiu has not joined any academy." Chen Jing seemed not to see the expressions of the two people, and said to himself, "However, he discussed Taoism with He Shuchang in Tianli Academy a few days ago, and won the discussion, which alarmed my teacher, Mr. Chen."

"Mr. Chen? He Shuchang?"

Hearing these two names, Zhan Cheng and Zhan Zhen's face changed slightly, and their expressions changed, half believing and half doubting. Mr. Chen's reputation is naturally needless to say, and Mr. He is a talented man in Jiangnan, famous in both places.

After thinking about it, Zhan Zhen said: "If this is true, Mr. Bei must be happy to see Brother Qiu. A few days ago, Bai Zhaoyuan from Xingjing passed by here and had a discussion with Mr. Bei. Afterwards, Mr. Bei praised Bai Zhaoyuan for his reputation."

Zhan Cheng also said: "Mr. Bei and Bai Zhaoyuan competed in solving doubts and dispelled a large area of ​​frost, which gave us a place to rest."

The two of them talked back and forth, seemingly polite, but the hidden meaning in their words was to question what Chen Jing said.

The meaning of the two was very clear. Mr. Bei and Bai Zhaoyuan were both figures who had created a new world of literature and shocked the clay sculptures of saints. When they faced the frost, they were not infected by the frost, but dispelled it. In contrast, Qiu Yan just blew a breath and was contaminated by the frost, making it difficult to move. The difference was immediately judged.

Chen Jing listened, narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled and said nothing.

As he was talking, the scene ahead suddenly became clear. The dense forest disappeared, replaced by a high mountain. This mountain was towering into the clouds, but it was not steep, and instead exuded a bookish atmosphere.

"We're here. Mr. Bei is now at the foot of the mountain." (To be continued. Please search for Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!)