Dao Fruit

"What is that?"

Looking at the red lines, Tao Ying was puzzled, and then his mind trembled slightly. His mind and consciousness were all pulled by the shadow of the red lines, and he felt a sense of worry.

He was not the only one who felt the same way. Many people on the two red horse boats were also attracted by the red lines. Those with weak minds were even more hooked by their consciousness.

If it were in the world of the living, if the consciousness was hooked like this, the soul and the spirit would be separated after a long time, which is what is commonly known as "hooking the soul". Fortunately, everyone here is a soul, and they are fixed by the boat and will not be pulled over.

Just as their minds were captured, the silk threads flying in the air suddenly gathered and separated, and turned into several strands, and soon twisted into dozens of red ropes, and then crossed and entangled, surrounding the huge black fog beast.

From a distance, it looked like a few red fluorescent lights were surrounding the black fog!

Knot! Knot! Knot!

In an instant, the red ropes were intertwined into knots. The knots were complicated and intricate. They were pulled by a thought and slowly took shape. They were linked and intertwined, and soon fixed!

This kind of knot was called the Chinese knot in Qiu Yan's previous life.

Once the knot was tied, dozens of red ropes covered it like a fishing net, tightened instantly, and strangled the black fog!

Tighten!

The red rope was strangled into the fog, and the artistic conception in the rope burst out, dispersing the layers of black fog and reaching it directly!

Roar! ! !

The beast roared again, struggling to get rid of the red rope, but it was suppressed by the human heart and will of the six people, and fell into a disadvantage, so it was caught by the red rope. Now it is deeply trapped, how can it get rid of it?

Therefore, no matter how hard it struggles, it is still difficult to get out. Instead, the red rope tied to it keeps tightening, gradually approaching the core!

Shrink!

This huge black fog was strangled and shrunk by the red rope network!

The flying dust gradually subsided, and the artistic conception that filled the surroundings also showed signs of dissipating, which made the people on the boat feel much better. Those who were terrified, the fear in their hearts subsided by itself.

"Be prepared and pay attention at all times. Once the beast is completely restrained, we must go down and enter the book mine as soon as possible. Even if we can't get the mother ore, we must at least get the most refined ores in our hands."

Sun Yong's literary thoughts burst out, and he was excited and colorful. He seemed not to be affected by the artistic conception emitted by the beast. His eyes were fixed on the place where the battle was fought, and he gave orders.

Around him, three or four Confucian scholars gathered, looking like they were following his lead. Not far away, the three brothers of the Zhan family were also alert and ready to concentrate.

For a while, the atmosphere on the boat became solemn.

………………

In the yellow sand, Qiu Yan controlled his own gun of thought to suppress the beast, but his perception spread out and focused on the woman.

The woman's fingers were gently flicking, with red thread wrapped around her fingertips, lightly picking and pressing, one by one, with a sense of rhythm, driving the silk thread to roll, and the red rope wrapped around the beast to change rapidly.

"This woman's soul is not a living soul, but a divine soul. She has cultivation and beauty. Her move is in line with the rhythm of poetry. Now I finally understand why Bei Xuan wants to gather people. What this person wants is not just a mine, but also the intention to capture the beast alive!"

While Qiu Yan was thinking, the beast suddenly rolled rapidly and howled! There was a sense of panic, and then the black fog gathered towards one place!

"This 'difficult' wants to escape!" Zhou Meng and Huang Xun subconsciously communicated.

"Can it escape?" The woman chuckled, and her ten slender fingers changed rapidly, like gently stroking the strings of a zither.

Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!

The red rope tied into the black fog suddenly shook, and there was a crackling sound, like hundreds of birds flapping their wings, and the sound of cuckoos.

The black fog suddenly rolled up, and suddenly shrank by one-third of its size, and the difficult mood plummeted, showing a sense of weakness.

"With only 10,000 people's thoughts, acting only on instinct, and being designed by my cousin and suppressed by several talents, how can it still be my Tang Qing's opponent!" The woman laughed proudly.

But Bei Xuan shook his head and sighed: "A desperate dog jumps over the wall, and a trapped beast still fights. It is precisely because it moves only on instinct that it needs to be tamed step by step. Forcing it like you will surely provoke a reaction and be counterproductive."

As soon as the voice fell, bursts of roars suddenly sounded below-

Boom!

Fire burst out from the black fog, breaking through the blockade of the red rope knot and soaring into the sky!

This rush immediately caused a burnt smell to spread!

"That beast actually burned thoughts? Extract the sparks in the thoughts! Fight to the death!" Qiu Yan immediately identified the reason!

This burning thought is different from the exploding thought.

Exploding is just to break a few thoughts and release the artistic conception without reservation;

And burning is to ignite all thoughts, including the consciousness, thinking, and emotions inside, releasing a power far beyond the usual, a moment of beauty, this is a self-mutilation behavior, if you are not careful, it may even cause a chain reaction, so that all thoughts and ideas are implicated and burned out.

If the soul of a living being burns thoughts, it is tantamount to burning one's own hands and feet, causing the loss of memory and emotions, and in severe cases, it will completely burn the self-soul, and the body will become an empty shell, which is commonly known as stupidity.

Normal soul cultivators will not make such a choice unless they have no choice. This is also the reason why the woman named Tang Qing dared to oppress him, but she did not expect that she was facing an opponent who did not play by the rules this time.

The burning thought burst into flames and soared into the sky, almost burning the red rope wrapped around it!

Tang Qing exclaimed in a low voice. The ten fingers that were moving rapidly were in perfect rhythm, but now there was chaos.

"This beast can be released, but the realm stone cannot be thrown away. If Brother Qiu takes action this time, there must be something in return, otherwise the etiquette will be messed up."

Noticing Tang Qing's expression, Beixuan shook his head, sighed, said this, and then swung his sleeves.

Phew~

The wind started blowing around me, and my sleeves stretched out, swelling rapidly. I rushed forward, and the wind blew out of my sleeves, sucking in the burning thoughts!

The sea is open to all rivers!

At this moment, Qiu Yan clearly experienced such an artistic conception from Beixuan. Although it was not strong, it was extremely profound. It was as if a sea was born out of thin air to accommodate all things. Even the burned thoughts could not escape. Just mud and rocks entering the sea, without any ripples.

In an instant, the fire that shot up into the sky was pulled back by Beixuan's sleeves. However, as the fire burned, the black mist on the beast's body flowed out. After hovering in the air, it got rid of the cuffs and sank downwards. , fell into a cave on the mountainside.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Yan immediately found some clues——

"This black mist is full of fear of difficulties and the intention to escape. Therefore, it is difficult to contain Beixuan. After all, it is contrary to one's own thoughts. In addition, the artistic conception of black mist is good at escaping, making it even more difficult to capture..."

Just as he was thinking, Beixuan had already retracted his sleeves, his expression remained unchanged, and he took a long breath, his face showing a look of thinking, as if he was comprehending something.

On the other side, as the firelight and black fog dissipated, the things inside emerged, but it was a cloud, only one-tenth of its original size. It was still tied up with a red rope, but it exuded the spirit of courage and fearlessness. The artistic conception seems to be the gathering of courage.

"This is this?" Qiu Yan looked at the clouds with doubts on his face.

At this time, Beixuan's voice came from the side: "Difficult beasts can trigger negative emotions in people's hearts. They are composed of the fear of difficulties in all living things. Every time there is a little more fear in people's hearts, a little bit of courage will be lost. This The lost courage is absorbed by the beast, which is the basis of its strength. "

While speaking, his figure quickly descended and fell to the ground.

Qiu Yan nodded: "So that's it, things must be reversed when they reach their extremes. It is indeed a balance of yin and yang." As he spoke, he also fell.

On the side, the old man, Tang Qing, Zhou Meng, and Huang Xun also flew down.

As soon as Tang Qing landed on the ground, he ran towards Bei Xuan: "This time I was careless and didn't think carefully, so I let the beast escape. But every time you go through a rough patch, you will gain wisdom. My cousin will look for him again in a few days." Once there is a mine, I know how to measure it, and I won’t let the beasts have a chance to escape.”

Bei Xuan didn't say much, just said: "Take Qian Qianjie, it's good to catch this difficult beast, but if it runs away, it will run away."

Tang Qing suffocated slightly, nodded, raised his hand and grabbed it. The red rope that was separated fell away and became a silk thread. It was gathered back and disappeared.

"These threads are not simply imagined." Qiu Yan stood aside and observed silently. He came here this time not to help but mainly to understand the characteristics of Shilin Shushan and other aspects. The way people behave.

In his opinion, everyone present, no matter men, women, old or strong, is not simple. Although he has a literary career, most of the time he works behind closed doors. Now that he has the opportunity to come into contact with other people who condense the literary heart, of course he cannot let it go easily. There should be less Learn more and learn from each other's strengths.

Now, he is not here to hunt for treasure, but to learn.

When three of us travel together, we must be my teacher.

Others didn't know what Qiu Yan was thinking, and they didn't dare to call themselves teachers. As soon as Zhou Meng and Huang Xun came down, they came over to greet them as soon as possible, and they were polite and thoughtful——

Qiu Yan didn't do much just now, but he smashed the air pillar with one palm, and then his thoughts were like spears. In the eyes of others, he knew that he was not an ordinary person. His reputation is not obvious now because he has not yet made a fortune. It is of course the best time to make friends at this time. Ideally, by the time Qiu Yan becomes famous all over the world, it will be too late.

However, despite their words, the three people did not forget the business, and their eyes fell on the clouds from time to time.

At this time, Beixuan stepped forward, flicked his sleeves, and the wind started to rise on the ground. The white mist dispersed one after another, and was swept by the airflow, gathered in the air, and soon became a fist-sized cloud.

And as the clouds and mist dispersed, the things that were originally covered in it were revealed——

It turned out to be three round white stones, which didn't look much different, but when they saw these three white stones, several people showed joy. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)