Dao Fruit

At this moment, Wang Yifu, who was being talked about by Qiu Yan, was sitting in a dilapidated temple with an angry face.

A lot of people gathered around him, including Tong Shou, Liu Tian and other disciples of Yuxu Dao. In addition, there was a person guarding the temple gate.

The gatekeeper was Chen Yun.

This Chen family member had a pale face. In the previous underground battle, Chen Yun stimulated his potential to transfer the bodies of Chen Jing and others. Then he ran all the way and overdrew his blood. Then he fought with the seven disciples of Yuxu and was seriously injured.

He originally focused on the soul path, and his body had not been tempered. After several times, he was seriously injured, and even his soul had regressed. He almost lost his third realm of cultivation. If Qiu Yan had not helped him in time to replenish his blood and stabilize his soul, I am afraid that more than 20 years of cultivation would inevitably be destroyed.

This soul path is difficult to advance, and it is not possible without hard work. It often requires understanding, opportunity and luck. Some people ascend to heaven in an instant, while others work in vain for their entire lives. Chen Yun is a descendant of the Chen family branch. Because of his talent in the soul path, he is valued by the main branch and invested a lot of resources. This is why he is in his current situation. However, as he grows older, his potential is gradually exhausted and his stamina is weak. He is in danger of being surpassed by the younger generation of the family. If that time really comes, he will only be a manager in the future.

This time, following Chen Jing was actually a gamble for Chen Yun. He placed his bet on Chen Jing, but he did not expect to encounter such an accident and be discovered by the people of Yuxu Dao.

According to his idea, even if he was exposed, at most he would be discovered by Dongdu Shendao. With the name of a mortal family, it would be easy to explain, but Yuxu Dao had a rift with the Chen family and they had conflicts with each other. How could they miss the opportunity? That's why it has become what it is now.

Now Chen Yun's cultivation has declined, and his potential, which was about to be exhausted, is almost gone. Not to mention further progress, even recovering his skills is extremely difficult. After all, the Chen family will no longer invest more resources in him. Without the support of resources, Chen Yun can only practice step by step like others.

"This time, I gambled everything and failed miserably. But then again, I almost fell into the hands of Yuxu Dao. Now I am lucky to be able to keep my life. I shouldn't have too much extravagant hope. But Qiu Yan is really not simple. When Brother Jing said that, I still had some doubts, but I didn't expect that he would be saved in the end. This person's soul was not in his body, but he could still move. Then his soul returned and captured Tong Shou and Yuxu Seven Sons together. He even captured the only son of Yuxu Dao Master. His record is amazing! Spread it out. It will immediately become famous in many Taoist sects!"

Thinking of this, Chen Yun turned his head and swept his eyes over the people in the temple with a piercing look. If he could offer the people in the temple to the Chen family, he would be valued again, but Chen Yun knew his own weight, and Qiu Yan saved his life. He couldn't repay kindness with enmity, not to mention that these people were all captured by Qiu Yan. He, Chen Yun, was just a guard and didn't dare to have any unreasonable thoughts.

"What are you looking at! You are just a fox pretending to be powerful!" Noticing Chen Yun's gaze, Wang Yifu snorted coldly and rebuked him.

Chen Yun shook his head and said nothing more. He didn't need to quarrel with a prisoner.

When Qiu Yan returned from the underground, he put Chen Yun, Wang Yifu and others in the broken temple in the mountains, and then went to the city. Otherwise, he would be stopped by the soldiers guarding the city before entering the city with a group of people.

"I don't know how Qiu Yan plans to deal with these people, but after all, Yuxu Dao is quite powerful, and Qiu Yan probably doesn't want to offend them too much. He will probably spare their lives as bargaining chips."

Just as Chen Yun was thinking, a rustling sound suddenly came from the forest in the distance, which immediately alerted him, knowing that it was the sound of someone twirling the grass, but as Qiu Yan walked out of the forest, Chen Yun was relieved again.

"Brother Qiu..." Chen Yun bowed to Qiu Yan and walked over. Only then did he notice that there were two men following Qiu Yan. They were all strong, with strong backs and waists, tight muscles and bones, and a gleam in their eyes. At first glance, they were masters of life cultivation.

"These two are..."

"These are my two servants." Qiu Yan briefly introduced them, and then ordered Hu Qi and Dai Guodao: "You go to the forest to find some wood..."

"Yes." After receiving the order, Hu Qi and Dai Guo turned around and left. On the way here, Qiu Yan had already made a general arrangement. The two knew that they would temporarily live here for a period of time in the future. The purpose of finding wood was to build houses.

In this era, it stands to reason that every piece of land has an owner, even mountains and rivers are no exception, but it also depends on the place. Where there is fertile soil, it can be reclaimed and farmed, so occupying land and building houses requires a land deed. After all, there are people and villages, and people live on food. Only places that can grow food can retain people and have value.

If it were a barren land or a barren mountain, no one would care about it. Even a slightly remote mountain, even if it had fertile soil, was rarely visited. At most, it became a place of retreat for some people. For example, the Lizong Academy of Mr. Chen and Mr. Chen was the place of retreat for their teacher in the earliest times. At that time, there was chaos and war, and no one cared about the land deeds and household registration.

The forest where the dilapidated temple was located was not far from the East Capital, but it was dense and gloomy, and there were wild beasts in the forest. This was not the Earth of Qiu Yan's previous life. There were roads between cities. In this era, far away from the city, there were wilderness and forests. Few ordinary people dared to go deep into the mountains. Moreover, where there were fields and land, how many people would become hunters?

Therefore, it was sparsely populated.

Hu Qi and Dai Guo were both successful people in life cultivation. Finding some wood, cutting and polishing were of course no problem. Although they occasionally made mistakes, their minds were tenacious, they could grasp the details, and they could control the strength of their whole body at will. Therefore, they could draw inferences from one example and quickly prepared the wood for building a house.

Afterwards, Qiu Yan found a table in the temple, spread out the paper, splashed ink, and based on calculations and calculations in his mind, he wrote some words and drew some structural diagrams.

When Qiu Yan was writing, his muscles and bones trembled, and blood poured into the tip of the pen. The paper immediately surged with masculinity. Every word was full of bones and blood, faintly condensed into shape, and the breath seemed to have substance, sweeping away the cold atmosphere in the dilapidated temple. .

Tong Shou and others were captured here. They were already thinking and did not dare to relax for a moment. After Qiu Yan came back, their attention was always focused on Qiu Yan. At this time, seeing such Everyone looked surprised at the vision.

"How come this fierce man has such attainments in calligraphy?" They knew what they were doing, and they could tell at a glance that this scene was a sign of successful calligraphy and verve in writing. Who among such people is not a master of calligraphy? ?

Yuxu Dao has also entertained similar people. Even the master of Yuxu Dao came to accompany him personally and asked for a painting to be hung in the study, which greatly changed the atmosphere and style of the study. Walking into it can calm the mind, and it is widely known in the sect. To spread.

They didn't expect that Qiu Yan actually had such abilities!

You must know that when Qiu Yan fought with them, because he did not have a soul to suppress his flesh and blood, the instincts in his bones emerged, and his moves were extremely ferocious and terrifying, leaving a deep impression on Tong Shou, Liu Yi and others. , Looking back now, I still have lingering fears. Such a person is also a master of calligraphy. The contrast is so strong that several people can't help but feel weird.

Put down the butcher knife and pick up the pen to write rhymes.

"Absurd! Extremely ridiculous!" Even Wang Yifu couldn't help but sigh.

No matter what a few people thought, Qiu Yan was not affected in the slightest. As soon as he turned his wrist, the calligraphy and painting on the paper were completed in one go. Then he put down the pen, picked up the paper and blew lightly to dry the ink, stood up and walked out the door.

When Chen Yun saw this, he was also curious. He also saw Qiu Yan's extraordinary skills in calligraphy. His eyes fell on the paper and he couldn't help but praise: "Good calligraphy! Good painting! I knew it in that Sage Hall that day." Brother Qiu’s calligraphy is superb, and now it seems that even his painting skills are extraordinary!”

Qiu Yan's calligraphy skills are originally related to spiritual practice, and are even consistent with life cultivation. They can strengthen the muscles, bones, and blood. Since ancient times, he has been a calligrapher and painter, and his calligraphy skills are naturally not bad. However, Qiu Yan's mind is pure and he does not differentiate. I was not good at painting the Tao in my heart, so now that I have returned from Shilin, I have integrated the illusory book related to the painting in my soul, and I have just gained the skill.

It's just that, with such a trick, with skills but no understanding, you can only be regarded as a painter. If you want to achieve something, you still have to think carefully and hone it, and let the memory in the soul merge into instinct. But in the eyes of ordinary people, it is already a masterpiece. .

Suddenly, Chen Yun thought of something and reached into his sleeves: "By the way, Brother Qiu's article "Hard to Know and Encourage Practice" was kept by me that day. It should be returned to its original owner."

After saying this, he took out a pill and raised his hand. The pill expanded and deformed, turning into an elongated box in the blink of an eye.

Opening the box, Chen Yun took out a piece of calligraphy, which was written by Qiu Yan while sitting at his desk in the Sage Hall, driving away demons and monsters and opening the door to his mind.

Feeling inspired by the words, Qiu Yan now knows that the clay sculpture is the saint of the farmer. The reason why it can be immortal for thousands of years depends on a little bit of the blood of the sage in it. It is only good and bad. The blood of the sage is maintained by the luck of the farmer, but it will also be The common people's contempt, contempt and prejudice towards farmers and farmers were attracted and turned into monsters and monsters.

Reaching out to take the article, Qiu Yan's heart moved and he noticed that the breath on the paper had changed and was no longer pure. Even the feeling of being connected to the avenue and order had weakened a lot, leaving only the tough paper.

"It seems that once something is written on this sage paper, its effectiveness will be greatly reduced. It actually hides a lot of secrets. You might as well find out about it when you have time."

Putting the paper in his hand back into the box, Qiu Yan stopped thinking about it and handed the structural diagram he had just drawn to Hu Qi and Dai Guo, saying, "Build the house according to the structure above."

Hu Qi unfolded it, glanced at it roughly, and then frowned: "Although the painting by the young master is simple and easy to understand at a glance, it is vulgar and crude. It may take several days to complete it."

Qiu Yan shook his head and said: "The progress of the two of them is slow, but there are so many people here. If we do it together, we can get twice the result with half the effort." After saying that, he turned around and looked at Wang Yifu and others.

Wang Yifu was confused at first, and then his eyes widened: "You want me to build a house? That's unreasonable. Scholars can be killed but not humiliated! Don't bully others too much!" He was immediately filled with righteous indignation. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!

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