"What's that?"

Looking at the red threads, Tao Ying was puzzled, and then her heart trembled slightly, her mind and consciousness were all pulled by the shadow of the red thread, and she felt a sense of concern.

He is not the only one who has the same feelings, on the two red horse boats, many of the people who rode in them were attracted by the red line, and those with weak minds were even more hooked by it.

If it is in the yang world, the consciousness is hooked in this way, and after a long time, the soul will be separated, which is the "hook soul" in the proverb, fortunately, everyone here is the soul, and they are fixed by the boat and will not be dragged over.

Just as their minds were being photographed, the silk threads flying in the air suddenly gathered and separated, turning into several strands, which were quickly twisted into dozens of red ropes, and then crossed and entangled, surrounding the huge black mist beast.

From a distance, it looks like a black fog surrounded by a few red fluorescents!

Knot! Knot! Knot!

In an instant, the red ropes were intertwined into knots, and the knots were complicated and complicated, pulled by an idea, slowly formed, and the palindromes were intertwined with each other, and they were quickly fixed!

This kind of knot, in Qiu Yan's previous life, was called the Chinese knot.

As soon as the knot was knotted, dozens of red ropes were like a fishing net, covering them, tightening them in an instant, and strangling the black mist!

Tighten!

The red rope was strangled into the fog, and the artistic conception in the rope exploded, dispelling the layers of black fog and reaching it directly!

Roar!!!

The difficult beast roared again, struggling to get rid of the red rope binding, but it was already suppressed by the human heart and will of the six people, and fell into a disadvantage, so it was succeeded by the red rope, and now it is deeply trapped, how can it get rid of it?

Therefore, no matter how much you struggle, it is still difficult to get out, but the red rope tied to it is constantly tightened, gradually approaching the core!

Shrink!

This vast black fog. Shengsheng was strangled and shrunk by the red rope network!

The flying sand and dust gradually subsided, and the artistic conception that filled the surroundings also showed signs of dissipating, making the people on the boat much better, and the horror in the hearts of those who were terrified subsided by itself.

"Be prepared, always be careful, once the difficult beast is completely restrained, I will go down as soon as possible and enter the book mine, even if I can't get the mine mother. At least the best of the minerals should be in your hands. ”

Sun Yong's body was full of thoughts, and he was agitated, he didn't seem to be affected by the artistic conception emanating from the beast, a pair of eyes, staring at the place of battle, and commanded.

Around him, there were three or four Confucian scholars, who looked like they were looking at him, not far away. The three brothers of the Zhan family are also prepared to be vigilant and concentrated.

For a while, the atmosphere on the boat became solemn.

..................

In the yellow sand, Qiu Yan controlled his own spear of thought, suppressing the difficult beasts. But the perception radiated and focused on the woman.

The woman, the fingers of both hands were flicking slightly, and the tips of her fingers were wrapped in red threads. Pick and press lightly, one at a time, very rhythmic. Drove the silk thread to roll, and the red rope wrapped around the difficult beast changed rapidly.

"This woman's soul is not a living soul, but a divine soul, with cultivation in her body, and splendid in it. I finally understand now, why Bei Xuan wants to gather people, what this person wants is not just a mine, but also has the heart to capture the difficult beast!"

While Qiu Yan was thinking, the difficult beast suddenly rolled rapidly and howled! There was a smell of panic, and then the black mist converged towards one place!

"This 'difficulty' has to escape!" Zhou Meng and Huang Xun subconsciously transmitted.

"Can you escape?" the woman chuckled, ten slender fingers changing rapidly as if caressing the strings of a piano.

Collapse! Collapse!

I saw the red rope struck into the black mist, and there was a sound of shattering, like hundreds of birds flapping their wings, and even the sound of cuckoos.

The black mist suddenly churned, and suddenly shrank by one-third, and the artistic conception of difficulty plummeted, showing a sense of weakness.

"The minds of thousands of people, acting only on instinct, and being designed by my cousin, and suppressed by a few talents, how can I still be my opponent!" the woman smiled coquettishly.

But Bei Xuan shook his head and sighed: "The dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, and the trapped beast is still fighting, just because it only moves by instinct, it needs to be domesticated step by step, and persecution like you will inevitably provoke a reaction and be counterproductive." ”

As soon as the words fell, a roar suddenly sounded below-

Thundered!

The black mist actually burst out of the firelight, breaking through the blockade of the red rope knot and rising into the sky!

This flush immediately has a burning smell scattered out!

"That difficult beast actually burned its thoughts, squeezed the spark in its minds, fought to the death!" Qiu Yan immediately recognized the reason!

This burning thought is not the same as exploding thought.

Exploding is just a few thoughts that are shattered, and the artistic conception is released without reservation;

And burning is to ignite the thoughts, together with the consciousness, thinking, and emotions inside, releasing far more power than usual, and in an instant, this is a kind of self-harm, an accident, and even a chain reaction, so that all the thoughts and thoughts are implicated and burned out.

If it is the soul of the living soul burning thoughts, it is tantamount to igniting one's hands and feet, causing the loss of memory and emotion, and in serious cases, the soul will be completely burned out, and the body will become an empty shell, which is commonly known as stupidity.

A normal soul path cultivator would not make this choice unless it was a last resort, which was also the reason why the woman called Tang Tian dared to oppress to the death, but she didn't expect that what she was facing this time was an opponent who didn't play cards according to common sense.

The burning thought burst into flames and rose into the sky, almost burning the red rope wrapped around it!

Tang Tian exclaimed in a low voice, the ten fingers that flicked rapidly were originally in rhythm, but now there was chaos.

"This beast can be released, but the realm stone can't be lost, let Brother Qiu make a move this time, there must be something in return, otherwise it will be a mess of etiquette. ”

Noticing Tang Tian's expression, Bei Xuan shook his head, sighed, said such a sentence, and then flicked his sleeves.

Call~

When the wind blew around, the sleeves stretched out, swelled rapidly, and rushed forward, and a strong wind erupted on the cuffs, sucking in the burning thoughts!

All rivers are inclusive!

At this moment, Qiu Yan clearly experienced such an artistic conception from Bei Xuan, although it was not strong, but it was extremely profound, as if a sea was born out of thin air, containing all things, and it was difficult to escape even the thoughts after burning.

In an instant, the firelight that rushed into the sky was closed by Beixuan's sleeves, but as the firelight burned, the black mist on the difficult beast's body flowed out, and after hovering in the air, it got rid of the cuff suck, and Xiangxia sank and fell into a hole on the mountainside.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Yan immediately found a clue from it-

"This black fog is full of fear of difficulties and the meaning of escape, it is difficult to retract this Beixuan, after all, it is contrary to its own ideas, and the artistic conception of black fog is good at escaping, it is even more difficult to capture......"

Just as he was thinking, Bei Xuan had already withdrawn his sleeves, his face remained unchanged, and he took a long breath, his face showed a sense of thought, as if he was feeling something.

On the other side, as the firelight and black fog dissipated, things inside emerged, but it was a cloud of mist, only one-tenth the size of the original, still bound by a red rope, but exuding a brave and fearless artistic conception, as if courage gathered together.

"This is?" Looking at the clouds, Qiu Yan looked puzzled.

At this time, Bei Xuan's voice came from the side: "The difficult beast can cause negative emotions in people's hearts, and it is composed of the fear of all living beings for difficulties. ”

As he spoke, his figure quickly descended and fell to the ground.

Qiu Yan nodded: "I see, things must be reversed, and it is really a balance of yin and yang." As he spoke, he also fell.

On the side, the old man, Tang Tian, Zhou Meng, and Huang Xun also flew down.

As soon as Tang Tian fell to the ground, he ran towards Bei Xuan: "This time I was careless, I didn't think about it thoroughly, and let the difficult beast escape, but after eating a trench and growing wise, my cousin will find another mineral deposit in a few days, and I will know the proportion, and I will not let the difficult beast have a chance to escape." ”

Bei Xuan didn't say much, just said: "Collect thousands of knots, it's good that this difficult beast can catch it, and if you run, you will run away." ”

Tang Tian choked slightly, nodded, raised his hand and grabbed it, and the red rope that was separated was scattered, heavy into silk threads, which were retracted and disappeared.

"These threads are not simply visualized. Qiu Yan stood aside, silently observing, he came with this time, and the help was secondary, mainly to understand the characteristics of Shilin Shushan and the ways of doing things of other people.

In his opinion, everyone present, whether male or female, old and strong, which is not simple, although he is a writer, but most of the time behind closed doors, now has the opportunity to contact other characters who unite the heart of the text, of course, can not be easily let go, should be less words and more learning, learn from each other's strengths.

Now, he is not here to hunt for treasure, but to study.

Threesome, there must be my teacher.

Others didn't know Qiu Yan's thoughts, and they didn't dare to say that they were teachers, as soon as Zhou Meng and Huang Xun fell, they came to see him as soon as possible, and the ceremony was thoughtful.

Qiu Yan didn't do much just now, but a palm shattered the pillar of air, and then his thoughts were like guns, in the eyes of others, he knew that he was not an ordinary person, and now his reputation is not obvious, because he has not yet made a career, making friends at this time is of course the most ideal, and when Qiu Yan is famous all over the world in the future, it will be too late.

However, despite their words, the three of them did not forget to get down to business, and their eyes fell on the cloud from time to time.

At this time, Bei Xuan stepped forward, flicked his sleeves, and the wind rose on the ground, and the white mist dispersed, swept by the air current, gathered in the air, and soon became a fist-sized cloud.

And as the clouds lifted, so did the things that had been hidden in them.

It turned out to be three round white stones, which didn't seem to be much different, but when they saw these three white stones, several people were happy. (To be continued......)

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