"Whose mind is this? such an unscrupulous outburst?"

"It seems to have come from the long river of history, and someone entered it in advance?"

"I'll go and act separately, you go and inform Mr. Bei, and my third brother and I will go over to investigate. ”

After the conversation, the figures separate and go their separate ways.

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On the other side, Zhang Qin reined in his emotions and sneered: "Even if you can't start for the time being, you can't make that person feel better, you might as well have some fun for him......"

Having said that, his face became more and more ugly, the weight of the loss this time was really beyond imagination, if it was not a soul body, but a flesh and blood body, I am afraid that he would be extremely angry and vomit blood directly!

Forcibly pressed his heart unwillingly, Zhang Qin suddenly spewed a little heart fire in his mouth, landed on the river, melted into the sand, and then his soul turned and disappeared out of thin air.

With Zhang Qin's departure, this place calmed down, and only the sound of gurgling water remained, as if someone was whispering, singing and dancing, poetry, wailing, and crying......

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"This Zhang Qin, acting decisively, seeing that he can't do anything, he can actually endure a huge loss, the strong man broke his wrist and left directly!"

In the sky above Liang Guo, Qiu Yan's spirit gradually became clear, and among the several spirits around him, three condensed into books and fell into the bookshelf of the sub-department.

The remaining three trading spirits are fickle and vaguely want to be condensed into a book, but they are always difficult to form.

"These three spirits were taken from Zhang Qin's hands, but now they are difficult to condense into a book, and the spirit inside is missing, just one-sided emphasis on the way of trading, which is not satisfactory!"

Qiu Yan's original three sage spirits, "Persuasion", originated from the bamboo slips in the Pan Family Library, which should be the sage's handwriting;

Yasheng's "The Right Time, the Right Place and the People" was obtained from Wuxin City, a manuscript brought by the ginseng baby. It was later confirmed that it was the thing inherited by Confucianism Zhao and had been returned to its original owner;

The spirit of "Fa Mo is as manifest" is a part of the "Difficult Three" sent by Han Yi, which has two parts, the manifestation of the law and the mind, but only the manifestation part can become the spirit.

Throughout these spirits, they all originated from a volume of sage manuscripts, through the understanding and refinement of Qiu Yan, zuihou condensed, and itself must be in harmony with the order between heaven and earth in order to burst out with great power.

"But these three spirits are related to trading. Although it originated from three sages, it is difficult to make a book on its own, which ......"

As soon as his thoughts turned, two possibilities appeared in Qiu Yan's heart-

Either because these three spirits were not summed up from manuscripts, but were snatched from the control of others, they are rootless trees and sourceless water, and therefore difficult to condense, or there is something wrong with these three spirits themselves. The inheritance of the vertical and horizontal faction has always been good at taking words out of context, misinterpreting the meaning of others, and attacking people's shields with people's spears. The origin of these three spirits is very doubtful, or because the original is incomplete and flawed, it is difficult to be self-consistent. That's why it can't be written. ”

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan suddenly had a clue: "If this is really the case, it can explain why Zhang Qin was able to mobilize so many sage spirits." Looking at this person's actions, they are all forcibly suppressed, not inclusive, and it should be difficult to carry too much spirit, but as a Zongheng family, maybe there is a special method that can use his own spirit as the foundation, intercept and simulate the ideas of other families, so as to achieve the goal......"

Thinking about it, he felt more and more that this possibility was extremely high.

However, no matter what the origin of these three spirits, there is always merit, and the transaction of money and goods is closely related to humanity, and it is very helpful to understand humanity by keeping these three spirits and exploring them carefully. ”

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan's divine soul turned into a bookshelf, and the four characters of the subset of scripture and history swirled and changed in it, like a giant mouth, swallowing the three broken spirits into it.

Then his soul turned, returning to his human form, and Qiu Yan's expression turned solemn.

"Now it's time to get down to business......"

His mind turned, and he visualized the figure of an old man.

The two peasant spirits are revealed from the soul, intertwined and changed, condensing a little blood!

Swish!

The blood swelled, extended, moved, and in the blink of an eye, he became an old man in rough clothes and linen shoes.

This old man has a kind and kind face, but he is silent, and his body exudes an indescribable atmosphere, ancient, simple, mixed with wisdom, as if he has come out of the depths of history.

At the same time, the heart fire in the divine soul was rapidly consumed, and it was only a breath of time, almost exhausted!

Fortunately, incense gushed out of the cave in the soul, replenished it, and made up for the consumption, so that the heart fire was not extinguished.

Once the heart fire is extinguished, it will cause unimaginable damage to Qiu Yan's consciousness and mind, resulting in a situation of spiritual exhaustion.

At this time, the old man suddenly stretched out a hand, and suddenly the heavens and the earth shook, and a crack appeared in the air, and from this crack could be seen gusts of flowing water.

Then, Qiu Yan's soul trembled, and the figure of the old man dissipated, re-transformed into two spirits, and returned to himself.

When the spirit of farming returned, all kinds of information filled his heart, so that Qiu Yan had a better understanding of farming time and farming.

"I don't know when the underground sage hall was built, but there is no doubt that the ancestors of the peasant family are enshrined in it, and the reason why it can survive thousands of years without anyone worshipping it is because of the blood of the sages!"

Recalling the previous incident, even Qiu Yan couldn't help but sigh, he offered to the sage, opened the door of Shilin, and got a drop of sage's blood from the sage's clay sculpture.

It is precisely because of the existence of the blood of the sages that the spirit can be immortal for thousands of years.

Originally, without Qiu Yan's intervention, this drop of sage blood would soon dissipate, and the spirit on the clay sculpture would no longer exist, but Qiu Yan enshrined a text and opened his heart, so that the blood was pulled out, integrated into the soul, and lurked.

Subsequently, Qiu Yan stepped into his heart, but he was dragged to this Liang country, and advised the Liang master because of the matter of righteousness and rice, and further felt the spirit of the farmer.

Without Qiu Yan's knowledge, his article was enshrined, and the officials naturally knew that the root of this matter was in the Quanyou Academy, where the poem "Compassion for Nong" was enshrined, which was originally in line with the principle of the farmer, and the traces left in Shilin were also related to agriculture.

Qiu Yan didn't know why, but he quickly found the context of the matter, set the direction, although he didn't know the existence of the peasant spirit, but guessed that it was related to agriculture, so when admonishing, he took the words of the old farmer as a breakthrough, planted trees and cultivated as a table, supplemented by a simple meaning, so that Liang Guozhu had some feelings.

"As a prince, the lord of Liang is different from the common people, there is no law to restrain power, as soon as his thinking changes, it will cause a chain reaction, so that the peasant spirit can identify with me, which is revealed, and Zhang Qin originally planned to disturb the world and let the peasant spirit have nothing to rely on, probably after seeing my origin, he changed his attention. ”

Qiu Yan still remembered that when he was admonishing the lord of Liang, Zhang Qin did not say anything to destroy, but watched from the wall.

Thinking about it, Qiu Yan glanced down at the land below, he was in the sky, covered by clouds and mist, but the vast land was still clearly visible, and it was the farmland on this land that gave birth to the spirit of the farmer.

Although the spirit of the peasant family is revealed, the land is still there, and the peasants and people are working on it, which will still give birth to corresponding ideas, even if they are destroyed for a while, they will not be cut off after all. ”

Feeling the two spirits integrated into his soul, Qiu Yan realized in his heart, and the connection with that little bit of blood became more and more obvious.

During the battle with that Zhang Qin, the blood of the sages in Qiu Yan's soul emerged and integrated into the spirit of "Shijia Fuji", which made him feel connected by blood, and he was also connected with the "monarch and the people".

Qiu Yan pretended to be angry, it was in order to reduce Zhang Qin's vigilance, set aside time, analyze this blood, and with the understanding of the spirit of the farmer, he understood the true meaning of this blood, so he launched a counterattack, and in the end, not only took the two peasant spirits into the bag, but also took Zhang Qin's three broken spirits, making the other party lose his wife and soldiers.

But the real harvest is not in this.

When shaking Zhang Qin's foundation, Qiu Yan combined the experience of his previous life and put forward a little idea, which made the two peasant spirits shine, and the blood of the sages integrated into them was completely activated, forming a figure.

This figure, as if a sage was reincarnated, but it was illusory, as if it was an imaginary illusion, but it had amazing power, as soon as it made a move, it made Zhang Qin of the third layer of the third realm of the monk difficult to parry, and even became suspicious and left without a fight.

"Although the power of the Scarlet Sage is amazing, but when contemplating, the heart fire is consumed too quickly, even if there is an incense heart to replenish, there is also some lack of succession, once the consumption exceeds the supplement, there will be a huge danger, and it can not be used easily, in addition, what kind of magical power does this visualization sage have, it needs to be explored in detail in the future, but now is the time to leave......"

Thinking like this, Qiu Yan's spirit moved, and Xiangshang soared, rushing into the gap opened up by the blood-colored sage, passing through a diaphragm, and coming to the water.

As soon as his soul turned, his perception spread, and Qiu Yan instantly felt an unusual artistic conception from the flow of water.

He also found that the place where he had just broken through the sky was just a drop of water, and the shijie like spring and autumn loomed in the droplets.

Take a closer look, and in every drop of water around, there seems to be shijie appearing, full of colors and different breaths.

"This is ......"

Qiu Yan was surprised, and suddenly his heart moved, and his spirit broke out of the water.

This is a long river, ten zhang wide, and various scenes continue to emerge in the water, changing and uncertain, exuding vicissitudes and ancient atmosphere.

The next moment, three figures appeared around Qiu Yan's soul, from nothing, zuihou condensed into the appearance of Chen Jing, Lu Daoren and Tao Ying.

"Huh" Chen Jing breathed a long sigh ......of relief, and was about to speak, when he suddenly saw the long river below, noticed the scene that kept appearing, and suddenly widened his eyes.

"The long river of history! The long river of history!" Although he had been prepared for a long time, he really saw this river and felt the vicissitudes of life inside, Chen Jing still exclaimed in a low voice.

"History?"

Qiu Yan chewed on these four words and narrowed his eyes. (To be continued......)