This group of luck is incomparably huge, it can be called standing on the top of the sky, and it is so horizontal in the middle of the dark road, blocking the road ahead, not leaking the slightest gap, hindering the delicate consciousness of the slightest hair.

These are Qiu Yan's consciousness.

And this path is the path to the core of the source of robbery.

The filaments of consciousness are like tentacles, spreading and snooping at the same time, they also feed back a lot of information to Qiu Yan, so that he can understand the situation and situation, and understand what hinders the progress of consciousness.

Now, he mobilized his luck to spread the vast number of people, and it is the humane luck of many living beings in the closed world of the land of reliction, which is all-encompassing and contains many mysteries.

But this luck, compared to the luck that blocks the way, is nothing more than a small thing, and it has not even reached the size of one percent.

"The human luck of the land of reliction is huge compared to the luck I have obtained, but compared with the luck that blocks the way, it is nothing at all, but the luck of this block should be just a drop in the bucket in the eyes ......of the calamity."

The thought beats, Qiu Yan's luck can't help but roll, and gradually merges with the blocking qi, the two sides do not see the barrier, this relic qi is transported into it, and it stretches out, expanding like a spider's web.

This feeling is very special, just like in a body, there are two consciousnesses, each controlling a breath, and the qi and qi are compatible, regardless of each other - the luck of the place of reliction, after the transformation of the hole in the soul of the hairless, has turned into the luck inside the robbery, and is engraved with the brand of the robbery, as if as soon as you enter the flesh and blood, it is imprinted with the brand of the flesh and blood, and it can be operated.

However, this group of qi luck was controlled by Qiu Yan, and fused with the obstructive qi luck controlled by the original will, and the consciousness of the two parties should have clashed, but Qiu Yan avoided the real and made it virtual. Don't go hard, and don't fight for the control of luck, but find another way, and the luck is scattered and slender, intending to reach everywhere that blocks the road and luck0.

"To move a heavy object, it only uses brute force, it takes too much, and if you want to push such a huge ball of luck, if you want to fight head-on, you need to accumulate a lot of luck. Time-consuming and labor-intensive, it may not be effective, but it is better to find a fulcrum and pry it up, my purpose is not to break the barrier of luck, but to let the hairy tentacles continue to extend and reach the core ......"

In this way, Qiu Yan manipulated the expansion of the Relic Qi Luck, spreading like a spider silk inside the roadblock Qi Luck. Everywhere they passed, there was a reaction, causing the surface of the roadblock to boil, as if it was heating.

In fact, Qiu Yan wanted to use this method of slow walking. Make the whole roadblock boil and create a gap for the next step.

"However, this process should be quite long!"

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

"The process of finding here. It's a lot longer than I'd like to think. ”

In the Blood Prison Network, Jun Zuo walked briskly with an evil smile on his face. Step by step, in front of him, the fog is heavy, and it is difficult to distinguish the eight directions, and behind him, the chaotic artistic conception and the spirit of literature and thought are condensed together, forming a strange pattern.

This pattern, like graffiti, has no symmetry or discipline, but reveals an indescribable beauty, and the scattered wisps of fluctuation make the surrounding literary network continue to rot and reorganize, and the color gradually turns to crimson.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the network shook, this is the torrent of supernatural powers from the outside world, and it is still bombarding, making the network crumbling, and there are sounds of breaking from everywhere, showing that the other parts of the network are cracked again, like a house leaking around.

In the storm, Junzuo is strolling leisurely.

"Along the way, you have caused a lot of trouble to this seat, and the meditation and spiritual order have been blessed repeatedly, even this seat has almost been lost in many illusions. ”

The human form of this spirit of artistic conception seems to be talking to itself.

Smack!

Everywhere he walked, there was a crisp sound, evolving into a blood-colored color, constantly precipitating and spreading, like paint splashed on the wall, dyed with a strong color, but also flowing downward, dripping, and contaminating more places.

On the way, this seat was confused by Wensi, once lost, and fell into several layers of illusion, and even experienced three reincarnations, tasted ordinary life, many times to learn and seek knowledge, deep three flavors, I have to admit that the truth is quite profound, even if this seat is almost on the Tao, indulged in it, converted to the so-called humanity. ”

As he spoke, he stopped and smiled wildly: "It's a pity that these are not the truth of heaven and earth after all, as long as this seat is fixed and confused, it will not really fall into it and lose itself!"

When the words fell, the blood and qi on his body gushed out, and the majestic origin aura erupted one after another, as if there was no end.

At the same time, the strange pattern suspended behind him expanded rapidly, like a huge screen, occupying one side and distorting the surrounding artistic conception.

"However, I want to thank you for this training, so that this seat affirms its own path is correct, not only is it more closely combined with the source of things, but also has a lot of understanding of the so-called order and literary thinking, of course, this is also what you don't know what to do, vainly trying to use the network of humanity to integrate the source of things, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and finally stealing chickens is not a loss of rice, and the bottom of the network is contaminated with the breath of the origin, revealing to this seat to know, it has become such a situation, it is really a self-defeating way, but it has achieved this seat!"

In the voice of the words, the pattern behind the person, there was a text and thought gushing out, falling between the two hands, with the fluctuation of the two palms, condensing, visualizing, manifesting a chaotic vortex, as if it could go straight to the sea of blood!

"Thanks to you, this seat has obtained the person of dreams......

Call!

The blood exploded, forming a wave of pale red qi visible to the naked eye, impacting all directions! A lot of fog was scattered at once, revealing its true appearance.

It's an empty place, but it's not empty.

If you look at it with your eyes, you can see a column of words in the air forming sentences, and each sentence emerges to deduce the truth in the scriptures;

Listen with your ears, you can hear the sound of reading, the sound of your ears, build an illusion in your heart, condense your thoughts, give birth to many feelings, and understand the reality of humanity;

Feel it with your heart, what you get is a warm artistic conception, as if you are immersed in a hot spring, your body and mind are invaded, washed by the spirit of sages and order, and washed away by ignorance and vanity.

"Ignorance and vanity?"

Faced with the feeling, Jun Zuo shook his head, looked at the empty front and said: "This is not a shameful thing, it is really human nature, you distort nature, and put names and names on things in the world, which is the real ignorance and arrogance." ”

"Oh?" said a compound voice in the emptiness, "Why do you say that?"

Jun Zuo smiled indifferently and said: "The starry sky of the universe, the desolation of heaven and earth, there are countless secrets, set up for heaven and earth, but you use people to record words and words, and pass them on to future generations, and forcibly turn the invisible artistic conception into words. ”

The words fell, and the thoughts around him gradually became confused......

The voice of the composite will said: "This seems to be reasonable, but it is an empty statement, how profound is the truth of heaven and earth, many great Confucians, grandmasters, and even sages have lived a very poor life, and they have only gained half a claw, and mortals have experienced a lot in their lives, with different qualifications, and how many people can have talent and talent, and find a ray of truth from the unpredictable world?"

Words are like thunder, shaking and washing chaotic thoughts and making them calm.

"You're underestimating the power of mortals. Jun Zuo sneered, "You keep saying that you are humane, but you still think that you are superior to others and look down on mortals. ”

There are signs of solidification in the calm of the text.

The compound voice replied: "How can we deny that there are high and low talents, and that there are different personalities? Isn't it possible to preach that all people are equal all day long? Acknowledging differences can we move forward, otherwise indulging in slogans can only convey wrong thoughts, give rise to resentment, and cut off the upper and lower passages." ”

The flow of literature and thought is seen, and the scene is derived.

"Teach students according to their aptitude and pass on humanity. ”

"Humane inheritance is the knowledge accumulated by the predecessors, learned to think, master the method, and then continue to explore, and then accumulate again, and continue to accumulate before and after, and become a civilization.

At this moment, the crumbling literary network around it was actually stabilized again.

Jun Zuo smiled well: "Ridiculous! What has been explored by the predecessors, the future generations will have to go through it again, and this process may take more than ten years or decades, isn't it a waste of time? This is obviously a humane trick!"

This sentence has not had much impact on the literary network.

"If everyone has your kind of cultivation, it is fine, and if everyone has your supernatural powers, there is naturally no need to worry, but how can things in the world be like this? ”

"Hahaha! I really can't say you!" Jun Zuo laughed wildly, "However, this seat can't say you, but it can destroy you, once you are destroyed, the ideology and Taoism have no carrier, how to fight with this seat? ”

When the words fell, this Jun Zuo took a step forward, and the sudden stretching and expansion behind him finally turned into an invisible wave of qi and swept towards all parts of the literary network!

The next moment, the text network beats, the foundation is shaken, and the overall structural nature shows signs of change!

"You didn't think that this seat and you will discuss the Tao and fight the law, it seems to be competing for literature and thought, but it is actually delaying time, this network of humanities, this seat is about to accept it, in the future, this network is the network of chaos!"

When these words fell, a figure appeared on the opposite side, as black as ink, stepping in, appearing out of thin air, without even a trace of ripples.

"Coincidentally, we are also stalling for time, if it is not for some discussion, when I find the right path, I am afraid that it will be too late. (To be continued......)

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