Huozheng is the body of a middle-aged man, wearing a fiery red court dress, which can be regarded as well-dressed, but now not only his hair is messy, but even in his eyes, he can faintly see the firelight, and sparks burst out from his body from time to time.

Beside him, a shadow floated, twisted, with fire in the shadow, erupting from time to time with fluctuations in the realm, fickle, sometimes thick as a mountain, sometimes as continuous as a river, sometimes muddy as a swamp, sometimes quiet and peaceful, as if soothing people's hearts.

The perception of the fire is running through this shadow inside and out, concentrating on the perception, not letting go of any changes and traces.

In the shadows, the slightest feeling, like flowing water, is connected with the fire along the perception, slowly transmitted, gradually into the body of the god, integrated into the heart of the incense, analyzed, comprehended, formed all kinds of perceptions, presented in the hearts of the gods, faintly emerging humane scenes.

This shadow is the strange thing that broke into the Huozheng Law Domain not long ago, it looks like a ghost, but it doesn't have much consciousness, but it contains a lot of law atmosphere, and it can present the artistic conception of humanistic fire, which was discovered by Huozheng and caught on the spot.

After that, the fire mindfulness penetrates this object, and the insights I get are richer and richer, and slowly the whole body and mind are immersed in it, and I feel that the path ahead of Shinto is becoming clearer and clearer, and as long as I can explore the mysteries of the shadows in one go, I can go to the next level!

At this moment, any interference is unbearable for Huo Zheng, and he is unwilling to be distracted, so that his perception dissipates, so he feels angry at the visiting Seven Rank God, and if he is anxious to comprehend from time to time, he has already rushed out at this time, roaring and reprimanding.

Now, Huo Zheng had no choice but to be patient, split his thoughts, and took a cloud of light not far away.

This light glows with turquoise light, and is composed of divine power, and you can see the seal characters floating and circulating in it, carrying all kinds of information.

See this scene. Huo Zheng stretched out his fingers, and his fingertips touched the light cluster, and the light dissipated suddenly, like a burst soap bubble, but the information inside flowed out, and followed the fingers into the divine body and into the divine power space.

The next moment, the incense heart gathered in the past, wrapped and analyzed this piece of information.

It's just that even Huozheng himself didn't find out. A large part of the thoughts that converged on the past were faintly mixed with extremely slender black lines, and the fluctuations and composition in them were the same as those of incense thoughts, and there was no abnormal movement, so even the gods concerned did not notice the difference.

Soon, the information was parsed, but it was Zhaohuo who was going to the Yin-Yang Pagoda to discuss the affairs of the Underworld Domain.

"It's just a little bit of a trivial matter. It's also worth alarming the gods, and they want me to go over? What did they do in the past? Interrupted the enlightenment of the gods, can they afford to take responsibility?!"

After knowing the content of the message, Huo Zheng's heart was on fire. The divine body emitted bursts of fluctuations, affecting the ghost servant, and the ghost servant suddenly felt the fire in his soul rise, and he was extremely violent. He didn't even have a chance to scream, he was burned clean, leaving no trace.

on this. Huo Zheng didn't say anything, just snorted coldly, separated a little divine thought, constituted information, condensed in a flame, and with a flick of his fingers, this flame flew out!

Sou!

The firelight flickered, and after a few turns, he arrived at the main hall of the Huozheng Palace, and then he didn't slow down, and crashed straight into the seven-rank god.

Suddenly, the fire soared into the sky, and the god was knocked into the air and flew out, churning in mid-air, the divine thought turned, the divine power surged, and the entire divine body derived a well, which fell sharply, smashed to the ground, and took root, and then froze.

Then, the body of the well moved, and the body of the god reappeared, but the face of the god was slightly pale, and there were still traces of burnt clothes, and it was rapidly recovering.

Rumble!

At that moment, the flame burst open, and a voice was heard—

"Okay! Go back with this group of nianhuo, tell the general judge and send the son, this god has something to do, and I don't have the time to go to tea and tea and other things, don't come to disturb my tranquility again, send off guests!"

As soon as the word zuihou fell, the entire hall changed, and the flames rose and became a sea of fire!

The heat rises.

The god of Qipinjing didn't dare to say more, and he didn't hesitate anymore, he raised his hand, held a little spark in his hand, bowed and saluted in a reluctant voice, and Zuihou turned into light - before he came over, he expected that he might encounter this kind of "courtesy", after all, Huozheng's arrogance, famous gods, relying on rank and backstage, never consider the feelings of others in doing things, but all the gods who deal with him, there is no one who does not hate him.

Sending the well god away, Huo straightened his mind, converged his divine thoughts, and the flames in the core area diffused again, obscuring his figure - this god reinvested in the perception of shadows, but he didn't know that in the divine power space in his body, there were several strange incense thoughts, digesting all kinds of information.

The main content of this piece of information is to ask Huo Zheng about the details of the capture of the ghost child, and to explore the matter of Feng Zhen, the god of sending children.

However, although the information is parsed, it is not grasped by the fire, but by these incense hearts, simulating other content, so that the divine spirit knows, and thus manipulates the information.

Subsequently, the incense heart slowly returned and returned to the divine pool.

Under the Divine Pool, there is a shadow floating in it, the object grows slowly, because it is similar to the incense heart, there is almost no difference, and the fire is recently contemplating the external object with all his heart, the mind is restless and uncertain, so he has not been able to find this thing.

This thing is neither virtual nor real, as if the incense and fire are combined, and on the surface it is mastered by the fire, but in fact it is a disguise of other things, slowly gathering the surrounding thoughts and gathering in the body......

Outside, as Huo Zheng regained his senses, the entire Huo Zheng Palace returned to calm.

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"Desire moves people's hearts, even gods are no exception, the more the fire is enlightened, the more it must be affected by the aggregates, zuihou can only draw water in a bamboo basket. ”

In the Dongdu Inn, Qiu Yan put down the jade basin in his hand and shook his head.

Before the deity sneaked into the Yin Yang Tower, in order to contain Huo Zheng, he left a thing in his legal domain, mixed with fragments of the heart demon, and was deliberately obtained by Huo Zheng.

It must be known that the fragments of the heart demons can create feelings out of thin air, and they can give people the illusion of comprehension even if they are not comprehended.

With the deepening of Huo Zheng's "enlightenment", the fragments of the inner demons gradually infiltrated into the divine heart, growing through the idea of incense, and constantly creating new feelings while not attracting the attention of the other party, creating an illusion of increasing sophistication for the fire zheng, so that the other party was addicted to it, and gradually unable to extricate himself, and the sinking of the divine thoughts, which in turn promoted the growth of the fragments of the inner demons.

After returning from the dark space, the heart demon clone is divided into a large number of fragments, hidden in the hearts, and recovers and grows by devouring thoughts, perceptions, and mood fluctuations, but the hearts of ordinary people, how can they be compared with the hearts of the gods, the thoughts of the gods, which are already entrusted with the incense of the believers, are pure and pure, and are the ideal prey of the heart demons, so this restless and uncertain fire has become a hotbed for breeding the heart demons.

"These days, with the help of the heart demon clone, the god spirit deity has comprehended the way of heart fire and anger, and the heart demon itself has also gained, is accumulating, brewing, and before long, it will be able to sublimate and transform......"

Thinking about it, Qiu Yan stood up, pinched the mark in his hand, and walked around the house, releasing a faint aura from his body, isolating the whole room from the outside world.

Then, he returned to the table, picked up the white jade paperweight again, and slowly put it into the jade basin.

Suddenly, invisible ripples rippled in the jade basin, and the rich literary thoughts roared out, and there were bursts of book sounds, if it weren't for the isolation of the house, this voice and the literary thoughts would have been transmitted out, and they would have caused waves immediately.

As the thoughts poured out, traces of water appeared in the jade basin, reflecting figures one by one, or reciting, reading, or writing.

"This jade basin has an extraordinary origin, and there is a sage spirit hidden in it, but it is locked and difficult to learn, but after the investigation just now, the method of using this jade basin, I probably already know, if it is operated properly, it can return Wen Si. ”

A thought flashed in his heart, Qiu Yan was suddenly stunned, and felt a reverie from the jade basin, and the water of Wensi in it released a tempting taste, which caused Qiu Yan's heart to be faintly moved, and he had an impulse in his heart, wanting to drink it, as if as long as he drank these Wensi water, he would immediately be able to think like a spring!

Slowly, Qiu Yan stepped forward and picked up the jade basin.

In the basin, it seemed that a soft voice was whispering in his ear—

"Drink, drink, there are ten buckets of talent in the world, and there are only eight buckets here!

This voice is demagogic, fascinating, and intellectual.

But Qiu Yan suddenly laughed: "What a jade basin, since you are jade, you should know that you are a humble gentleman and gentle as jade, how can you instead make these demagogic tricks?

When the words fell, he raised his hand and splashed it, and the water of Wensi in the basin was splashed out and flew into the air!

Then Qiu Yan's body was shocked, and the half-step fusion of the living soul jumped out of the heavenly spirit, releasing the Jingyi Wensi, which reflected the qi of the room full of Wensi, and then the four bookshelves flew out, surrounding the living soul, forming a "knowledge" word in the soul!

The word flew out, disintegrated and reorganized, forming a column-

Only the name and the instrument, no dummies!

This sentence is used by courtiers to advise the monarch, referring to the title, official title and the corresponding etiquette instruments, which cannot be easily granted to others, and is used as a metaphor for orthodoxy, righteousness and responsibility that cannot be shirked at will, but here, it is extended by Qiu Yan to literary thinking and knowledge, referring to the foundation of many Confucian scholars, which cannot be given to others!

As soon as this column of words came out, the artistic conception released spread throughout the room, and then the words condensed into a "line" word, scattered and radiated, and integrated into the room full of literary thoughts!

The next moment, Wen Si boiled, and the chains of cause and effect emerged one after another, extending out of the house.

After Qiu Yan's soul saw this scene, he opened his mouth and spit out the word "go".

Immediately, the wind rose in the room, and one by one, along the causal connection, broke out of the window and flew away! (To be continued......

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