Dao Fruit

As he thought about it, the long river under Qiu Yan's feet changed. The water splashed agitatedly, and the souls drowned in it reappeared, flew out of the river, and landed on the ground.

As soon as the soul rolls, it takes the form of a human being.

There were confused looks on everyone's faces, and the black energy on their bodies had disappeared.

During the period of time when they were immersed in the fantasy world of the long river, the debris in their souls were washed away by the river water and left their souls. They either became Qiu Yan's insights or were restrained by the whirlpool.

Many Confucian scholars were in a daze. After thinking about everything, they immediately understood. Their expressions changed, but they still managed to calm down and thank Qiu Yan.

Tang Qing also escaped from the river, but she looked lost. She looked at Qiu Yan with inexplicable meaning in her eyes. Then she looked up and saw Bei Xuan, who was controlling the stars and fighting with the gods, with a complicated expression on his face.

At this moment, the stars controlled by Bei Xuan manifested themselves into figures of Confucian scholars. They looked the same as Bei Xuan, and each exuded different moods.

"Brother Bei, are you going to evolve into a universe?" After noticing these figures, Bai Zhaoyuan asked expressionlessly without any emotion.

Bei Xuan smiled and replied: "There are thousands of insights in the clouds and stars, but the ore of Wushu Mountain carries them, erratic and difficult to capture. Although I have comprehended some secrets, it is difficult to absorb them all, but I can mobilize them, and I might as well evolve them all." Come out, show it in front of you, observe it and understand it.”

As he spoke, layers of figures surrounded the gods!

But the next moment, the god roared loudly, and the silver mercury all over his body exploded!

The blue divine body burst out with silver light, which rose into the sky and erupted into billowing sound waves, sweeping across all directions, giving people the feeling of trying their best.

fluctuation!

The entire hall shook, and the ground and walls began to fluctuate, echoing the roar of the gods!

In an instant, the aura of destruction came. Bei Xuan and Bai Zhaoyuan simultaneously noticed the gods' plan, and their thoughts changed.

At the same time, the long river under Qiu Yan's feet suddenly changed. The whirlpools were separated, and then waves of water swept around, including many Confucian scholars and Tang Qing. There was even a separate stream that rushed straight up, and was about to be swept away. The northern light imprisoned in the sky shrouded.

Then, Qiu Yan sent out a thought——

"This god is not really dying. What he did before was to confuse others. He had expected that this resurrection would be suppressed at all levels, so he planned to burn everything and risk his troops!"

Qiu Yan came here with no intention of seizing the treasure. Now he has collected seven sets of books and gained insights into the divine way from all living souls. He has gained a lot. If he continues to ask extravagantly, he will be greedy. If the moon is full, he will lose money. He should be decisive.

Therefore, as soon as he found clues from his wishes and deduced the original intention of the god, Qiu Yan made a prompt decision, swept up the people with the long river, chose the position of the Eight Middle School Gate, and rushed over!

The cold silver mercury that blocked the door was washed away by the long river and immediately dissipated, and the long river poured into it!

It came suddenly and left simply, without any hesitation!

"Huh? Who is this person? He can take it up and put it down. He shouldn't be an unknown person." Hearing the voice of his thoughts, Bai Zhaoyuan cast his eyes on Qiu Yan for the first time, as if he had just seen him, his eyes twinkling. A little shine.

"This person's name is Qiu Yan. He is from Jiannan and is a member of the Wenpi sect." Beixuan replied with a smile, like an old friend of Qiu Yan, "Since Brother Qiu said this, we might as well let this god fend for himself."

At this moment, he quickly adjusted his state of mind and made a decision without any intention of dragging his feet.

"Well, Bai is here to prevent the god Li Daitao from being dead and resurrecting his body to deceive the scholar Wan Nian. But now that there is a commotion in the palace, he will naturally be eliminated again, and our duties will be completed."

There is a lot of knowledge in the choice, which can reflect a person's control over the soul and is a manifestation of self-control. If you can't bear to give up for a moment, how can you endure decades of study?

After the words fell, the two of them collected the scrolls and left the stars.

"Want to leave? It's too late!"

Many phantoms of scholars entangled around the gods, releasing various artistic conceptions, but they were all blocked by the silver light!

The god's strikes were like lightning, and silver light flashed between his fists and feet, directly smashing the phantoms into pieces.

When his hands and feet were waving, his soul gradually solidified, and it felt like it was about to turn into substance, rippling with powerful energy and blood, swaying like a raging fire, breaking open the gaps in the thoughts that made up the palace!

In an instant, the masculine energy and blood dispersed, filling the hall in an instant, but it did not stop, and then broke through the barriers and invaded the mountain of books! Spin into a ring and block the rushing river!

Everything in Shilin's world is transformed by thoughts and turned into yin. How can it be resisted when it encounters genuine masculine energy and blood?

For a moment, violent energy and blood spread in the mountain, not only blocking everyone's way, but also breaking the structure of the Shilin world. Driven by divine power, a thought was transmitted out!

………………

In Dongdu, in a narrow alley, there is a young man curled up in the corner, seemingly sleeping soundly.

He was wearing coarse cloth clothes and had a thin figure. There was a low stool beside him. One foot of the low stool was pressing the cloth bag. The mouth of the bag was loose and there were a few copper plates scattered outside.

With this appearance, no matter how you look at it, he is a frail beggar, lying in a corner looking desolate, with assets lying around him but not wary. He is the favorite "prey" of ruffians.

But the strange thing is that several beggars in ragged clothes gathered together in the distance and were looking at the young man carefully.

Their faces were reserved and respectful, mixed with a little fear.

This expression seemed to be not looking at a "colleague", but trying to figure out a superior officer.

Sudden!

The young man opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed!

"Finally, someone is revived again. I hope we can rescue him this time." After saying these words, the young man stood up from the ground and made a "whirring" sound from his mouth, which was as vivid as the whistling of the wind.

The next moment, the wind started blowing from the ground. There was actually a powerful wind coming from the entrance of the alley, blowing sand and rocks in the alley!

The beggars gathered in one place were blown by the wind and immediately became panicked. The two weakest among them were even blown aside. However, the wind came suddenly and went away quickly. After a breath, the strong wind calm.

But soon someone discovered that the young man had disappeared, and only the low stool and the cloth bag were left. Strangely enough, the wind was so strong before that even people could be blown away, but the low stool and the cloth bag did not move at all.

However, even though the young man left, none of the beggars touched the cloth bag. They just watched from a distance with awe on their faces.

At this time.

Ding ding ding.

Hearing a soft sound from the cloth bag, two copper plates rolled out, spun a few times, and fell to the ground. The little spiritual energy contained in them dissipated.

Not long after, the ground in the city shook violently, and wind surged in the sky.

Residents living in the inner city walked out of their homes one after another, and then they saw dark clouds over the imperial city, with figures standing on the clouds. Some were wearing golden armor, and some were riding beasts. They were all mighty and majestic. The legendary heavenly soldiers and generals are particularly similar.

"What are those? Could they be gods?"

"Heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals! They must be heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals! Old man, I saw clouds coming from the sky with my own eyes!"

"If there are heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals, why do they want to surround the imperial city?"

…

There was a lot of discussion in the streets.

Under the clouds, people were coming and going inside and outside the imperial city. They were urgent and busy, but busy and orderly. Groups of soldiers marched in the palace city. Each one was powerful, and the energy and blood in his body rose and gathered. Together, we can hold back the clouds.

Similarly, the vitality and blood of these soldiers were also affected by the clouds and the people on the clouds, leaving some gaps in the imperial city's guards.

At this time, a breeze came from a distance, light and graceful, curved forward in the gap of Qi and blood, and soon arrived at the Lin Tan Wen Palace in the imperial city.

Lin Tan Wen Dian, Ming Lun Hall.

In the houses around this hall, there are many young people gathered, all dressed as Confucian scholars, all of them have extraordinary style, and a few of them are even more literary and thoughtful, vaguely matching the clay sculptures in the hall.

Of course, the movement in the sky could not be hidden from them. They walked out of the room one by one, looked up, and quickly started talking and making various speculations.

"Ha," a Confucian scholar in the crowd suddenly snorted, "It's just a deception. I don't know which god's handiwork it is. It looks decent, but it's okay to deceive ordinary people, but in my eyes it's a flaw. "

The speaker is thin, but has dark skin and only one pair of bright eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from the side: "Brother Pang has this knowledge, can he know the purpose of the person behind it?"

Following these words, a man in white clothes came, with a tall and straight posture, looking outstanding.

"Isn't this obvious?" The young man surnamed Pang grinned, "Looking at Brother Li, he has obviously guessed that everything in this world is always connected, and extraordinary things are even more traceable. Why didn't you come earlier? , It’s too late to come, but you show up at this time?”

After he finished speaking, he looked at the man and then turned his head at the same time, his eyes falling on Minglun Hall.

At the entrance of the hall, there is a breeze passing through the door. Its sound is light, but if someone reaches out and touches it, they will feel various sounds from this air flow, and they will change in thousands of ways!

This gust of breeze, without anyone noticing, came to the clay sculpture in the hall, and then exploded with an explosion! The sound of reading can be heard!

The sound came so suddenly that everyone outside the door was startled, but someone reacted immediately. It was the two men who had just been talking, who rushed into the hall!

The sound of books was chaotic, as if thousands of people were speaking at the same time, and their accents were all different, as if scholars from all over the country were talking at the same time!

Dozens of sentences among them bloomed with thoughts, and when gathered together, the clay sage reacted.

Uh-huh!

In front of the clay sculpture, a whirlpool appeared out of thin air, and then the sound of books subsided, and the breeze sneaked into it!

"This is..." After everyone saw the whirlpool, they couldn't help but be stunned and stunned.

But the men surnamed Pang and Li seized the opportunity, walked under the whirlpool, and sat cross-legged on the ground. Then they saw two souls jumping out from above their heads and entering the whirlpool!

Seeing this scene, everyone else woke up from a dream and rushed over to do the same thing. But when they came to the front, the whirlpool had dissipated. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)