Dao Fruit

Qiu Yan's heart moved, he stood up and walked over, ignoring the ginseng baby and other objects, and went straight to the two books. He stretched out his hand to pick up the two books, but the books hung up a few inches and fell down again.

Snap! Snap!

Two more sounds.

"Huh? These two books are so heavy!"

With a raised brow, Qiu Yan bent down and picked up the book, his doubts becoming more and more intense.

He used his magical power to absorb two books. The books were heavy and fell to the ground unexpectedly.

The land of Xingjing has the power to suppress magical powers, but it is so close that it only absorbs two light books and will not be affected too much, but it fails.

Now, Qiu Yan reached out to pick them up, only to find that the two books were not heavy. He picked them up easily, rubbed them with his fingers, and felt the paper material, which was not particularly special.

"The paper used in these two books is just ordinary stuff, and the binding threads are not special. Why do they appear strange?"

In doubt, he opened the book.

The pages of the book flashed, and the text inside swept through Qiu Yan's eyes. With his cultivation and state of mind, he had a photographic memory, and in just a few breaths, he could see the contents of both books at a glance.

"The content of the book also does not have much hidden power. Judging from the words in it, it should be the reading experience of a former bachelor. Although it also quotes some sages' sentences, it does not inspire the power of humane order. In other words, this There is nothing extraordinary inside or outside the book, but when I absorbed it with my spiritual consciousness, it felt extremely heavy..."

As he thought about it, he glanced at many things on the ground, extended his perception, and noticed that a few things had disturbed auras.

"Where did they come back from?"

When the baby ginseng and the eight-character ancient seal script left, Qiu Yan was naturally aware of it, but did not stop him. Although these objects had different origins and were not ordinary objects, in the final analysis, they were living beings with intelligence.

"Dragon Qi is formed by the aggregation of the minds of living beings in the dynasty. People who obey the teachings are the people of the dynasty, and they are monsters. They should also be part of the dragon Qi. They can wander around, but the magical power will be greatly reduced... "

Qiu Yan had some understanding of this after coming into contact with the city's mind. What's more, in recent days, he explored the book of luck. Although he did not explore the deep secrets, he vaguely noticed some manifestations of strong luck. Then it was discovered that the luck structure of the ginseng baby was similar to the book of luck!

For this reason, Qiu Yan even considered that after the pages of the Book of Luck were used up, he could use the "power" of baby ginseng to replenish them.

Needless to say, even in Xingjing, with the ginseng baby by his side and the support of luck, everything will not be too dangerous. What's more, none of these guys are fuel-efficient lamps.

"Shenbao went out in the past without making a sound, but this time it touched the restriction. It should be because its supernatural powers were suppressed. Having said that, when it returned before, it always brought back valuable things, most of which were related to literature and Taoism. He is an elegant thief who cannot be underestimated. He should not miss anything when he returns to the world this time, so these two books..."

Looking at the objects struggling to get up, Qiu Yan still couldn't guess that they had accidentally stepped into a forbidden area and were almost banned, but they rushed back despite the impact.

Crack! Crack!

Suddenly, the palm-sized incense burner made a crisp sound, and light and shadow scattered on its surface.

"You! Not only did you kidnap me and drive me away, but you also used me as a shield! This is simply unreasonable!" A weak thought came from the incense burner.

Feeling this thought, Qiu Yan shook his head and his eyes fell on the two books in his hands again.

"The material is not special, and the content is not extraordinary, but if it can be spotted and brought back by the ginseng baby, it is not an ordinary thing. What's more, the vision just now was also experienced by me personally... huh?"

While thinking about it, he turned the pages of the book. Qiu Yan stopped and stared at the middle of the book.

There, clamped was a slender piece of bamboo.

This is the root bookmark.

Looking at this bookmark, Qiu Yan felt a little strange in his heart, as if he was seeing not a piece of bamboo, but a person!

In his perception, a famous scholar was sitting in a place, holding a book and studying it, constantly deciphering its deep meaning.

After blinking his eyes, the strange scene he perceived disappeared, but Qiu Yan knew that the scene just now was not an illusion, but a real sensation.

He stretched out his hand, took out the bamboo bookmark, put it in front of his eyes, looked at it carefully, turned it over and over, but didn't find anything strange inside.

However, there was nothing strange about a book that could make his spiritual consciousness feel heavy and cause changes in Qiu Yan's perception. This was already weird enough in itself.

"The power of supernatural powers is not revealed, so maybe..."

Thinking of this, he flicked his fingers, and the bamboo bookmark bent, then straightened, vibrating endlessly, and Qiu Yan's fingertips burned with a little flame.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The light emitted by the flame was dazzling, but it didn't have much temperature, as if it was burning in another space.

Humane fire!

The flame spread along the bamboo stick and quickly enveloped it entirely. While burning, sparks scattered from the bamboo stick, revealing what was originally hidden.

"Sure enough, there is something hidden, but it is not the use of extraordinary power, but the power of humanity!"

Qiu Yan's expression gradually became serious, as if he suddenly realized something.

"My understanding of the power of humanity seems to be a bit one-sided. The people I have met in the past who can mobilize the power of humanity are mostly great Confucians. Most of their pursuits are to spread their doctrines to the world. That doctrine Even if it has certain limitations, it will not show a dark side, but the power of humanity that covers up bookmarks seems to be different. It is not a brilliant way, but a method of scheming. I have never been exposed to it before, no. , you may have encountered it before but not realized its characteristics.”

Thinking of this, the Legalist consciousness in Qiu Yan's soul trembled slightly.

"The spiritual consciousness of 'The Dharma is not as manifest' was condensed from the bamboo slips sent by Mr. Han. However, in addition to the spirit of showing the Dharma, the bamboo slips also had some mental content. At that time, there was no humane order and The coincidence is why I ignored it..."

He was still thinking. On the other side, the trembling of the bookmark gradually subsided, and a little luck became clear. It was like a silk thread, wrapped around one end of the bamboo stick, and then extended out, out of the window, and disappeared into the depths of the night sky. , vaguely connected to someone.

As soon as this thread of luck was revealed, the book changed again. The words in the book slowly receded, and then a bloody radiance emerged, forming rows of words in the sky.

Qiu Yan looked at it intently, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he read in a low voice.

"Zhang Jiashuo, Juren of Fenghua County, Jiangnan Province... What is recorded here is actually his name and place of origin!"

With a thought in his heart, he vaguely grasped some clues. While sorting out his thoughts, he continued to look down. Behind the column of words, there was a vivid description of his life, the literary direction he was good at, and the books he had read. , inner opinions, and school of thought are all clearly recorded, which can be regarded as a complete personal file in Qiu Yan's previous life.

Immediately afterwards, Qiu Yan once again concentrated on the book in his hand, but this time the feeling was completely different. This book was just bound with ordinary materials, exuding strong and mellow thoughts and wishes, and the level was almost as high as eight books. Nine believers prayed devoutly and prayed for blessings within a month, and gathered together to recite the incense!

"Could it be that someone is also interested in Confucian scholars..."

As he thought about it, Qiu Yan's thoughts became clearer and his thoughts gradually became more streamlined. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across his mind!

Finally, several figures of scholars gathered together, including Luo Jiayun, Zhou Guan and others. Their thoughts flowed and finally settled on a signboard——

"Book Collection Inn"!

"Collection of books...bookmarks...luck...could there be any connection between these? Could it be that Shen Bao accidentally opened up the situation?"

Thinking of this, he looked towards the ginseng baby and other objects. The sight that caught his eye was that the eight-character ancient seal script was stimulating the perception of fire and burning the copper furnace.

As for the ginseng baby, he was already nestled in a corner, curled up and fast asleep, seemingly not caring about the "stolen items" at all.

"The heart of ginseng is like a child, without distinction between good and evil. When you see something you like, you instinctively want to collect it. It's not because of possessiveness. Now that you want to taste it, you are worry-free again. But , we still need to find out where these two books came from.”

Thinking like this, Qiu Yan's consciousness turned and he fished out the eight-character ancient seal script and passed on the doubts in his mind.

"You ask about the origin of these two books?"

After hearing this, the ancient eight-character seal script showed a hint of displeasure and said hesitantly: "It's not that ginseng that made the decision on its own! This time when I came to the capital of the Central Plains Dynasty, I wanted to see the prosperity of the Lantern Festival in the world, but I didn't expect that I was taken by that ginseng. With him, we headed all the way towards a place with few people. We entered the Hanlin Academy. The people inside were all rigid. The ginseng was even more dishonest. He stole books and violated the ban. If I hadn't been too clever. , decisively used his mount to block the disaster, and the loss is estimated to be considerable."

"Hanlin Academy?"

Hearing this name, Qiu Yan's heart moved.

"Did these two books come from the Hanlin Academy?"

"Isn't it!" Bazi Guzhuan complained, and went to suppress his "horse" again, "If it causes any trouble, it has nothing to do with me."

Qiu Yan ignored it, but fell into deep thought.

"Hanlin Academy? This was all stolen to the Hanlin Academy..."

Qiu Yan sweated on his forehead and thought about another thing: "But, are there restrictions in the Hanlin Academy? Are the people behind the scenes hidden inside? Having said that, if this examination goes well and I can get a ranking in the imperial examination, I should also You will be admitted to the Imperial Academy! Then..."

Just as he was thinking about it, his body suddenly shook, his soul jumped inside, and he felt a pulling force from the window.

The next moment, the ape inside the soul roared! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)