Thinking about it, the long river under Qiu Yan's feet changed, the water splashed, and the souls that were indulged in it were re-revealed, flew out of the river, and fell to the ground.

As soon as the soul rolls, it becomes a human form.

There was a look of confusion on everyone's faces, and the black gas on their bodies was gone.

During the period of soaking in the long river fantasy world, the sundries in their souls were washed away by the river and left their souls, either becoming Qiu Yan's perception or being restrained by the whirlpool.

Many Confucian students were in a trance, thinking about all kinds of things, and immediately realized, they couldn't help but change their colors, but they still barely settled down and thanked Qiu Yan.

Tang Tian also got out of the river, but he looked lost his soul, looked at Qiu Yan's eyes with inexplicable meaning, and then looked up, just in time to see Bei Xuan, who was controlling the stars and fighting with the gods, with a complicated look on his face.

At this moment, the stars controlled by Bei Xuan manifested a series of Confucian figures, the same appearance as Bei Xuan, each exuding a different mood.

"Brother Bei, is this going to evolve into a wide range of things?" Noticing these figures, Bai Zhaoyuan didn't see the slightest mood swing, and asked expressionlessly.

Bei Xuan replied with a smile: "There are thousands of perceptions in the clouds and mist stars, but there is no book mountain ore bearing, erratic, difficult to capture, although I have realized a little mystery, but it is difficult to absorb all of them, but they can be mobilized, you might as well evolve them, show them in front of you, and look at the reason." ”

As he spoke, layers of figures surrounded the gods!

But the next moment, the god let out a long roar, and the silver mercury exploded all over his body!

The dark blue body of the god burst out with a silver light, and this light rose into the sky, bursting into a rolling sound that swept in all directions, giving people the feeling of trying their best.

Undulation!

The entire hall shook, and the ground and walls began to fluctuate, echoing with the roar of the gods!

Suddenly. The aura of destruction came, and Bei Xuan and Bai Zhaoyuan sensed the gods' intentions at the same time, and their hearts turned.

At the same time, the long river under Qiu Yan's feet changed violently, and those whirlpools were separated, and then waves of water swept around, rolling many Confucian students, along with Tang Tian, into it, and even branching out and rushing up, shrouding Beiming who was imprisoned in the air.

Subsequently. Qiu Yan sent out a thought-

"This god is not really withering, what he did before was to confuse others, he had expected that this recovery would be suppressed layer by layer, and he was planning to break the kettle and sink the boat, and the army was in danger!"

Qiu Yan came here, he didn't have the idea of grabbing treasures, but now he has collected seven sets of books and mines, and he has gained divine insights from the souls of all beings. The harvest is abundant, and if you continue to ask for luxury, you are insatiable, and if the moon is full, you will lose. There should be a decision.

Therefore, as soon as he found clues from the wish and deduced the original intention of the god, Qiu Yan immediately made a decision. Roll up everyone with the long river, choose the position of the eight middle school gates, and impact the past!

Seal the portal of the cold mercury. Washed by the long river, it immediately dissipated, and was poured into it by the long river!

Came suddenly, went crisply, and didn't love the stack!

"Hmm, who is this person? can afford to take it and put it down, it shouldn't be an unknown person. Hearing the sound of his thoughts, Bai Zhaoyuan set his eyes on Qiu Yan for the first time, as if he had just seen it, and his eyes flashed a little bright.

"This person's name is Qiu Yan, a person from Jiannan, and Wen Pi. Bei Xuan replied with a smile, like Qiu Yan's old friend, "Since Brother Qiu has said this, then you might as well let this god fend for itself." ”

At this moment, he quickly adjusted his mood and made a decision, without the intention of dragging his feet.

"It's okay, Bai Mou came here to prevent this god Li Dai Tao stiff, borrowing the corpse to return the soul, and deceiving Shilin Wannian, but now that the palace is agitated, he will naturally eliminate it again, and our duties will be completed. ”

There is a university question between the trade-offs, which can reflect a person's control of the soul and is a manifestation of self-control, if you can't bear to give up for a while, how can you withstand decades of learning?

The voice fell, and the two of them took the scroll and left the stars.

"Want to go, it's too late!"

Many scholar phantoms were entangled around the gods, releasing all kinds of artistic conceptions, but they were all blocked by silver light!

The god's shot was like lightning, and the silver light flashed between his fists and feet, directly shattering the phantoms.

When his hands and feet were waving, his soul body gradually condensed, and it smelled like it was about to turn into substance, rippling with majestic qi and blood, swaying like a raging fire, breaking through the void of the idea that formed the temple!

In an instant, the masculine qi and blood scattered, filling the hall in a blink of an eye, but it did not stop, and then broke through the barrier and invaded the mountain of books!

Shilin's all things are transformed by thoughts, for yin, and when it encounters genuine masculinity, how can it resist?

For a time, the violent qi and blood spread in the mountains, not only blocking everyone's way, but also breaking the composition of Shilin Shijie, and under the drive of divine power, an idea was transmitted!

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

In the eastern capital, in a narrow alley, there is a teenager curled up in the corner, as if he is asleep.

He was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, his figure was thin, and a low stool was placed beside him, one foot of the low stool pressed a cloth bag, the mouth of the bag was loose, and a few copper plates were scattered outside.

This kind of appearance, no matter how you look at it, is a weak beggar, lying in the corner and looking down, with assets around him but not guarded, he is the favorite "prey" of the ruffian.

But strangely, in the distance, several beggars in ragged clothes gathered together, looking at the boy carefully.

Their faces were reserved, respectful, and a little fearful.

This expression seems to be not looking at a "colleague", but thinking about a superior.

Suddenly!

The boy opened his eyes, and there was a glint in his eyes!

"Finally, there is a recovery again, and I hope to save it this time. Spit out such a sentence, the young man stood up from the ground, and his mouth made a "whirring" sound, like the wind whistling, vivid.

The next moment, the wind rose on the flat ground, and there was really a strong wind coming from the mouth of the alley, blowing sand and stones in the alley!

The beggars who had gathered together were blown by the wind, and they became flustered, and the two thinnest of them were even blown aside, but the wind came suddenly and went quickly, and after a breath, the wind subsided.

But soon someone found that the boy was gone, only a low stool and a cloth bag remained, strange to say, the wind was so strong that even people could blow it away, but the low stool and cloth bag did not move at all.

However, although the young man left, no one of the beggars touched the cloth bag, but just watched from a distance, with awe-inspiring faces.

It was at this time.

Ding Ding Ding.

I heard a soft sound in the cloth bag, and two copper plates rolled out, spun in place a few times, and fell to the ground, and the little divine thoughts contained in them dissipated.

It didn't take long for the ground in the city to shake and the sky to surge.

The residents who lived in the inner city walked out of their homes one after another, and then they saw the sky above the imperial city, covered with dark clouds, and there were figures standing on the clouds, some wearing golden armor, some riding fierce beasts, all of them were mighty and majestic, and the legendary heavenly soldiers and generals were very similar.

"What are those? Could they be Godmen?"

"Heavenly Soldiers, Heavenly Generals! It must be Heavenly Soldiers, Heavenly Generals! Old man, I saw the clouds coming from the sky with my own eyes!"

"If it is a heavenly soldier and a heavenly general, why do you want to surround the imperial city?"

......

In the streets and alleys, there is a lot of discussion.

And under the clouds, there are people coming and going inside and outside the imperial city, urgent, busy, but busy and orderly, a team of soldiers marching in the palace city, each of them is powerful, the qi and blood on the body rise, gathered together, can withstand the clouds.

Similarly, the qi and blood of these soldiers were also involved in the clouds and the people on the clouds, causing some gaps in the imperial city guards.

At this time, a fresh breeze came from afar, light and tactful, bent forward in the gap between qi and blood, and soon came to the Lintan Wendian in the imperial city.

Lintan Wendian, Minglun Hall.

In the houses around this hall, there are many young people gathered, all of them are dressed as Confucian scholars, all of them are extraordinary, and several of them are surging with literary thoughts, faintly in line with the clay sculptures in the hall.

Of course, the movements in the sky could not be concealed from them, and one by one they walked out of the house, looked up, and quickly began to discuss and make all kinds of speculations.

"Heh," a Confucian student in the crowd suddenly snorted coldly, "It's just a trick, I don't know which god's handiwork, it looks similar, but it's okay to deceive ordinary people, but in my eyes it's full of flaws." ”

The person who spoke was thin, but dark-skinned, with only one pair of bright eyes.

As soon as his words fell, a voice came from next to him: "Brother Pang has this insight, can he know the purpose of the person behind it?"

With these words came a man dressed in white, with a tall posture and an outstanding appearance.

"Isn't this obvious?" the young man surnamed Pang grinned, "Looking at Brother Li's appearance, he has obviously guessed that everything in this world is always connected, and transcendent things are even more traceable, why don't you come early, don't come late, but appear at this time?"

As the words fell, he glanced at the man, then turned his head at the same time, and his gaze fell on the Minglun Hall.

At the entrance of the hall, a breeze is passing through the door, and its sound is light, but if someone reaches out and touches it, they will feel all kinds of sounds from this air flow, and they are changing!

This breeze, when no one was paying attention, came to the clay sculpture in the hall, and then there was a cracking sound!

The voice came suddenly, and everyone outside the door was startled, but someone reacted immediately, it was the two men who had just talked, who rushed into the hall!

The voice of the book was chaotic, as if thousands of people were speaking at the same time, and the accents were different, and the world was different, as if scholars from all over Darui were talking at the same time!

Dozens of sentences in it, blooming one after another, gathered together, and actually made the clay sages react.

Swish!

In front of the clay sculpture, a whirlpool appeared out of thin air, and then the sound of the book converged, and the breeze sneaked in!

"This is ......" After everyone saw the whirlpool, they couldn't help but be stunned and stunned in place.

But the man surnamed Pang and the man surnamed Li seized the opportunity, walked to the bottom of the whirlpool, sat cross-legged on the ground, and then saw two living souls jump out from the top of their heads and enter the whirlpool!

Seeing this scene, the others woke up like a dream, and they all rushed away, trying to concoct the same way, but when they came to them, the whirlpool had already dissipated. (To be continued......)

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