Dao Fruit

The living soul turned around, fell straight down, and hit the scroll.

Ripples suddenly appeared on the surface of the scroll, and Qiu Yan's soul disappeared into it.

The next moment, what appeared in Qiu Yan's senses was no longer a dilapidated house and the bright moonlight, but five blurred and ever-changing colors, and the surroundings were filled with a faint and confusing fragrance.

This fragrance is light and warm, giving people a warm and comfortable feeling. As soon as Qiu Yan's soul enters this blurred color, the fragrance comes from all directions, trying to penetrate into the soul, and immediately let Qiu Yan's soul be born. The feeling of softness and ecstasy makes even the thoughts in my heart move slowly.

"Huh?" There was a soft eh, and the green light flickered in the living soul, dispersing and obliterating the faint scent that penetrated inside, and all the feelings disappeared in an instant.

"This painting is wonderful, vaguely self-contained space, like the wall painting of the City God's Temple. However, both the painting wall and the inner world of the painting are actually composed of people's wishes. They are the world of consciousness, not reality. If the living soul sinks, Among them, it will eventually become an idea in the world of consciousness and no longer be oneself.”

Understanding this, Qiu Yan no longer hesitated. With a thought, a dazzling green light rose from his soul, dancing like a long whip!

Sweep around!

The blurred light, shadow, and fragrance were swept away by the green light whip. The light, shadow, and fragrance were distorted, and the fragrance was dispersed, revealing an empty space, and then several screams came from it.

The living soul moved and flew towards the place where the sound came from. There was no way to tell what was up and down here, and it was difficult to determine the direction. However, these screams were extremely clear, allowing him to capture them instantly.

After flying for a while, the blurred light and shadow became thinner and thinner. Suddenly, several red figures flashed in front of them, but they were several women in red. Their long sleeves were dancing, and their silk clothes were flying. The red gauze covered their bodies. The graceful figure is looming during movement.

In an instant, a holy, beautiful, and erotic breath came to my face. Several women in red exhaled like blue and let out slight moans, like whispers on the bed, like the murmurs when they went to Wushan. As soon as they heard it, they... It makes people feel turbulent in their hearts and make them feel angry in their lower abdomen.

Desire!

It was Qiu Yan who drove the soul, but the body was no longer there. As soon as he heard it, a pinch of desire was born in the soul, and it was about to spread in an instant. If it could not be suppressed, the entire soul would be burned, and the mind would be wiped out by the flames. No longer clear, the world of consciousness is addicted to the picture scroll.

Whispers came, as light as a murmur in a dream, lingering on the soul, and even the green light could not block it. The blurred light and shadow around him gathered again, trying to restore the old view.

"Hmph!" Qiu Yan sneered, and his soul rolled up and turned into a scholar. The memories deep in his soul surged out and turned directly into words, one sentence at a time, one paragraph at a time, but they were square characters, horizontally and vertically.

Since it is a world of consciousness, things in consciousness can manifest themselves in form, just like a dream, something is created out of nothing by thoughts.

List each word and turn it into a sentence——

"The former king had fun, so he did everything he could."

As soon as this line of words took shape, it immediately shone brightly, and the blur caused by the light dissipated!

Then, the word blocks changed and condensed into a sentence below——

"If you are happy and disciplined, you will have peace and longevity. If you are confused and don't care, you will get sick and die."

Both of these sentences are above the official history. They describe matters in the house. They are not scornful or taboo, but they openly warn the world that pleasure in bed is human nature, but even if it is pleasurable, it must be restrained. Otherwise, it will lead to illness and loss of life, which will be of no benefit to life.

As soon as the two sentences came out, the light shone on the soul, and the desire inside suddenly collapsed; when it shone on the surroundings, the blurred light, shadow and fragrance disappeared; when it shone on several women in red, they immediately screamed, and the red gauze on their bodies turned into cloth clothes. , the light and shadow on the body surface changed, turning into ordinary clothes, and the look of pleasure on his face disappeared, turning into a look of fear.

The women looked as if they were just waking up from a dream. They looked around and quickly focused on Qiu Yan, who was shining brightly. They knelt down in the air and said in unison: "Please help me!"

Seeing this scene, the scholar transformed by Qiu Yansheng's soul narrowed his eyes slightly, so the women stood up and started questioning him.

After what the women said, Qiu Yan finally understood the function of these beautiful pictures.

This picture can capture souls, and the souls captured by Tang Yi are all young women with beautiful faces. When they were captured in the picture, they were all confused at first and had to wait a hundred days to regain their consciousness.

"Once this soul leaves the body, if it has not practiced the method of sexual cultivation, it will be muddled, unclear about itself, and unable to distinguish things. There is no theory of recovery within a hundred days. These women who have been possessed by the soul can regain their consciousness. It seems that they have had sex unintentionally. Cultivation of the realm should be thanks to this picture, but the realm in this picture is also perfect, and there are villages and villages, where you work and rest. If there is no external interference, you will never know that you are in a dream, and your soul is divided. "

According to what the women said, after they regained consciousness, they were frightened at first when they saw a strange village, and then gradually settled down. The people in the village were warm and hospitable and treated them with courtesy, so they lived there, and some even stayed for a few days. Year.

"Every once in a while, the sky becomes dark and the earth becomes dark, and the sky wind kidnaps people. I was kidnapped by the sky wind one after another and sent to a young master, and then...and then..."

The leading woman spoke vaguely and looked ashamed, but finally told the truth, allowing Qiu Yan to straighten out his thoughts.

"So that's it. This Tang Yixiu's technique can absorb soul power through soul-to-soul communication, and can even instill other thoughts into people, causing them to lose themselves and only have desires. But when I fought with Tang Yi, I found that the other party was clearly spiritual. If it is blocked, it should be impossible for the soul to leave the body. How can it enter the realm of the painting? "

Suddenly, Qiu Yan had an idea.

"Yes, it's a preconceived idea. His soul can't leave his body and can't enter the painting, but the souls of these women were taken away by 'Tianfeng' and can completely enter Tang Yi's body. I just don't know what kind of skills Tang Yi practiced to have such a method."

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan's perception expanded, covering all the women who asked for help, then shook his head and said: "I won't hide it from you. You have been captured for too long. The connection with your body has been cut off long ago. Your vitality has been cut off. In folk terms, you are lonely ghosts."

The women were stunned at first, then sad. The leading woman looked at him and hesitated to speak. Finally, she said: "In this case, we are willing to follow the immortal, just ask the immortal..."

"What do I want you to follow?" Qiu Yan shook his head and said, "I will send you into reincarnation."

"This..." The women were embarrassed when they heard it.

Qiu Yan shook his head and said, "Do you think you can still stay in the world of the living?"

"The immortal is wise, if we stay in this world in the painting, we can at least keep the memories of this life..."

After all, these women have experienced the baptism of thoughts, unlike when they first entered the painting, they knew that they were in a strange space.

"It's just self-deception!" Qiu Yan sighed, raised his hand and waved it, and a green light flashed out, tearing a crack out of thin air. He raised his hand to grab the edge of the crack and pulled it hard.

Sizzle!

The crack opened wide and spread rapidly. In a blink of an eye, Qiu Yan and several women were swallowed up. Amid the exclamations of the women, the surrounding scene changed drastically, and it turned into a village with people coming and going.

"Where is this?"

The women were happy to see the pedestrians, but then they recognized the surrounding environment and looked at each other with changed color.