Dao Fruit

"What are you doing?!"

In the flames, an old figure struggled to emerge from the scroll, with a skinny face and an illusory figure.

As soon as he appeared, he stretched out his hands and grabbed Qiu Yan. The chains on his arms rolled around, making a "dinging" sound.

Qiu Yan's eyes moved and he looked at the painting: "What am I going to do? Isn't this obvious? The reason why I kept this painting is to release one of the souls. Now that the purpose is achieved, what's the use of keeping it? ? Since it is a thing from Tang Yi, it must have some connection with the Shangling Dao. My realm is low, so keeping it will be harmful and useless!"

His physical eyes had not practiced the psychic eye technique, so he could not see ghosts and ghosts, but at the moment, every move of the old man was clearly distinguishable, and the sound of the chain could be heard clearly.

"This old man's soul can already appear in reality! What kind of realm is this?"

The more this happened, the more alert Qiu Yan became, and his mind tensed up, but suddenly he was in a trance. The scroll in front of him and the old man's soul disappeared, but there were footsteps behind him.

"Yan'er, what are you doing here? Why aren't you studying? Can you memorize the three articles I taught you yesterday?"

This was a strange yet familiar voice that had appeared countless times in his memory. Qiu Yan knew who the person who made the voice was without looking back -

Qiu Zonglin.

A dead person, or rather, a person who was supposed to be dead, appeared again, walking and making noises, and opening his mouth to speak.

On the other hand, the scene around Qiu Yan has also changed, it is no longer a dark study.

The bright sunshine shines in through the doors and windows and is scattered everywhere. Birdsong can be heard outside the window from time to time. It is a peaceful scene that makes people feel lazy.

Behind Qiu Yan, a middle-aged man with an imposing appearance stood at the door. He had a tall and straight posture, a sharp face, and a beard. He was wearing a patched green shirt and exuded an air of elegance mixed with shabbiness. breath.

The whole room gave Qiu Yan a sense of peace and tranquility, so he couldn't help but put down what he was doing and turn around to talk and communicate with his father.

If the current Qiu Yan is really just "Qiu Yan".

"ah!!!"

A shrill scream suddenly sounded, and all the illusions were shattered. The study returned to its previous darkness and loneliness. The flames burned stronger and stronger. The scrolls in the flames could no longer maintain their original shape and were rapidly shrinking, turning yellow and black.

The old man's soul twisted, changed, and struggled in the flames. He opened his mouth wide and howled: "Alright! Alright! You win! Stop the divine flame, and I will tell you everything you want to know!" "

"Oh? Do you think I'm bluffing to force you to tell the truth?"

After hearing this, Qiu Yan shook his head and sighed: "You misunderstood. Keeping a lonely soul like you who is full of lies and has no clear roots is asking for death. My realm is so low, if you use some tricks, or Saying misleading words can help me follow the path, not to mention that if I keep you, I have to keep the painting so that there are traces of the path to spirituality!"

"Do you really want to burn it?!" The old man's soul's eyes widened, and the eyes twisted and deformed in the flames, looking particularly ferocious. "Do you know how valuable this painting is? This is a magic weapon! Master the magic weapon Even if the soul is not out of the body, it can be controlled with the body and cast magical powers! What's more, I am an extraordinary person. How much effort can you save with my guidance? Why don't you understand? These are ruined!”

"The best way to nourish the heart is to have few desires. People's desires are hard to kill, but they can be controlled. I taught Xie Shan and others a few days ago to control their desires. Of course, when it's your turn, you must do the same. No matter how valuable this painting is or how powerful it is, There is no need to do such a thing to bring about disaster in advance because of temporary gain.”

As he spoke, the divine flame burned more and more fiercely, and even translucent lines appeared as the flame danced!

This is the essence of divine power being revealed.

"Okay, okay! Just wait! What's trapped in the painting is just a distraction of mine. Even if the painting is destroyed, I will still be immortal! Just wait, I will never let you go until I get out of trouble! "The old man howled, turned into a wisp of smoke, and retracted into the painting, while the painting itself shrank rapidly and was about to turn into ashes.

"I have already offended Tang Lai, am I still afraid that one of his men will be defeated? It is better not to have heavy debts than to carry around someone with ulterior motives. As for the danger, since I have embarked on the path of cultivation, if I continue to If you don’t have any will, what else can you do?”

"What's more, even though I was distracted, I don't even know my name. Now that it has been completely wiped out, how many memories can be transferred back to the main body? Besides, the soul has been divided, and the situation can be imagined."

"It would be really dangerous if I left the painting and the person behind because of worries or greed. Even if that person is really kind-hearted, once I become dependent on him, the pace of my practice will stop here, and I won't even be able to control my own heart. If you can't live independently, what else can you say about cultivation? Yes, this cultivation of the soul is actually about cultivating the mind. The mind generates thoughts, the mind abides by, and the thoughts become the soul!

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan's mind suddenly moved. Mysterious things were coming, and inner enlightenment came from within. He raised his hand and patted the table, and sang: "Be extraordinary and transcendent, keep a single thought, and hidden leaps are always made by the heart."

As the voice fell, the living soul jumped out from above the head, and there was light inside, but it was not the light of divine power. There were dots of stars all over the soul body.

In that light spot, there is the past, there is laughter, there is sadness, there is panic, there are articles...

Spin!

The light spots suddenly rotated, converging towards a point in the soul, and finally gathered and surrounded the central black hole.

The next moment, destruction and change.

The light spots burst one after another and turned into small orthographic characters, which were surrounded and combined to form rows and rows of articles. The rows and columns of words were quickly intertwined, interspersed and alternated, getting closer and closer, and gradually condensed into human shapes.

The soul power boiled and was pulled towards the human form!

Finally, the figure swelled, then shrank, and finally took shape, but it was just a tiny figure, with blurred outlines and no face.

Strange spells appeared, circled, and rotated around the figure, shrinking and expanding, flickering bright and dark, exuding a mysterious, transparent, and open-minded atmosphere.

"If you plant flowers intentionally, they will not bloom, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will create shade. I wanted to spend some time looking for a way to unite people's souls, but I didn't expect to explore the flower scrolls today, go through all kinds of things, and finally keep my mind and not be confused by external demons. I suddenly had an epiphany. Take this step!”

In the way of sexual cultivation, the first step is to awaken the mind, and then to condense the soul.

Among the three souls of heaven, earth, and man, the first thing to be condensed is the human soul.

Sexual cultivation is not simply a matter of strengthening one's own soul, but requires careful perception, comprehension, and enlightenment. No matter how much soul power is accumulated, if the artistic conception and the state of mind are not reached, it will be as close as the world. On the contrary, it is not impossible to reach the sky in one step.

Just now, Qiu Yan's opportunity came. Although there was no specific technique or rigorous planning, everything fell into place naturally and the human soul was born!

"The human soul is to extract one's own consciousness, thoughts, emotions, and temperament from the soul and gather them into a human figure! From then on, except for this figure, all the living souls have pure soul power, which can be consumed by casting a spell. With soul power, you no longer have to worry about damaging your mind and body. As for other effects, we will check them in the future. The top priority right now is..."

Thinking like this, his soul turned around and returned to his body again. He followed Qiu Yan and fixed his eyes on the flames in front of him.

The divine flame has turned into a ball, and the scroll inside has disappeared, replaced by a talisman.

The structure of this talisman was not complicated, but in Qiu Yan's eyes, it made him confused.

"What's going on? Although this scroll has some mystery, it has imprisoned the distraction of a strong soul master, but it has long been weak. The material is originally a mortal thing. Under the burning flame of divine power, even cause and effect can be blurred. How can it be like this? The painting cannot be completely erased, leaving only a talisman seal."

He raised his hand and stretched forward, touching the flame with his fingertips. He immediately connected with the divine power and understood the cause and effect, his expression uncertain.

"So that's it. This flame is derived from the Kitchen God's vocation. It is a stove fire used for cooking ingredients. Its function is to remove raw materials, accelerate ripening, and turn fishy fish into fragrance. Of course, it would be unbearable for ordinary mortal objects to be burned by this flame, but this The painting is not ordinary, it contains some magical means, it is burned by the fire of the Kitchen God, and it is refined by cooking like food! "

Thinking in his mind, he moved his fingers to absorb the flames, put his five fingers together, and grabbed the talisman in his hand.

PS: Thank you book friends for the "kneel down for me" tips!