Dao fruit.

"I didn't expect such a thing to happen. Yan Wang and the two masters were obviously tricked by someone, and their thoughts were stimulated! Who is this person? He can influence and interfere with other people's behavior with the charm of his words. !"

Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes, restrained the light in his eyes, and settled this charm into his soul. The four bookshelves were spinning, and finally the Zibu bookshelf flew out!

"what?"

Qiu Yan was startled by this change. Although the earth soul bookshelf was condensed by him, it followed the spirit of writing and thinking, and coincided with the laws of human nature, so it could become the foundation of supernatural powers.Among them, the function of the Zibu bookshelf is to record the spirit of the sages and sages.

"This bit of charm is actually related to the sages?"

To Qiu Yan's astonishment, an extremely incomplete scroll took shape in the frame. In fact, it was only one page, with a few words, and even the name was unclear, but Qiu Yan captured a ray of spirit from it——

Law!surgery!Potential!

"Fa? Technique? Potential?"

Feeling this spirit, Qiu Yan's memory flowed, and the corresponding records came out from the bookshelf of the Ministry of History, which made him gasp, knowing that this "law" does not refer to Taoism, nor does "shu" refer to it. Incantations, Taoism, the "potential" has nothing to do with martial arts aura, but a higher level, used to master the world of society and balance the interpersonal skills of hundreds of officials.

"This kind of statement is the essence of Legalism! Could it be that the person who made the move just now is a member of Legalism?" Qiu Yan's expression was a little uncertain.

Since ancient times, in this land of the Central Plains, Confucianism has been prominent, while Legalism has been hidden, Yang Confucianism and Yin Law, and Confucianism and Legalism have been paralleled in the court, Legalism has never disappeared, and it has even become indistinguishable from Confucianism.But the situation in front of him made Qiu Yan doubtful.

"This King Yan is really just a puppet?"

Looking at King Yan, Qiu Yan shook his head, knowing that with the little information at hand, he couldn't deduce too much information.Then another thought popped up——

"If the scholar who has mastered the embellishment technique gets this information, I don't know what he can calculate..."

Immediately he shook his head, feeling a little regretful: "The "Body Art" is not the original, and it does not contain the spirit of the author. Instead, several logical traps have been laid in it, otherwise the earth soul can be absorbed. Increase accumulation."

When talking with Zong Heng, Qiu Yan blocked the other party's supernatural powers, looked at the secret book of "Zong Shu" from a distance, and tried to draw it with perception, but his heart moved, and the soul of heaven trembled slightly.Knowing that there were contents in the book that would affect his future, after thinking about it, he realized that Zong Heng had tampered with the book, so he gave up.

Presumably, this person has inherited the art of embellishment and arithmetic. Although he can't calculate people's hearts, he can calculate fortune.It would be strange if there was no backup left behind.

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan looked at the frozen King Yan: "A scholar, even knows how to set up a second hand, but this King Yan is too arrogant, robbing his writings, but not acting in a secret way. Entering the mansion, I didn't meet any guards, this Prince Yan is too negligent."

As he was thinking about it, his thoughts changed, and the Earth Soul wave radiated out, continuing to interfere in King Yan's illusion in his dream.

This illusion was not fabricated by Qiu Yan out of thin air.Instead, it was constructed by mobilizing King Yan's memory. Qiu Yan's power only promotes the development of dreams and illusions by themselves. In this way, a lot of information can be obtained from them.

In just a few breaths from the outside world, in King Yan's illusion, more than a month has passed, and it is close to the period of discussion on the apricot forum.

"The thing to do right now is to guide Yan Wang to release the literary thoughts that have accumulated around the white jade paperweight, and return them to their original owners! No matter how helpful these literary thoughts are to the discussion on the apricot forum, you can't use such methods to opportunistically! Otherwise, don't Talking about it, you can’t even talk about being a human being!”

As Qiu Yan thought about it, he changed his mind to guide him, causing King Yan's dream to change rapidly, creating an illusion for him to activate the paperweight.

Things went smoothly, and not long after, King Yan made a movement, but instead of using supernatural powers, he started the ceremony with the help of the jade basin on the bookshelf. Using the jade basin as a medium, he allowed his thoughts to penetrate inside and outside the paperweight and shake his writing.

This shock was deliberately induced by Qiu Yan, caught in his heart, and quickly analyzed.

However, as soon as King Yan in the illusion made a move, he suddenly trembled all over, and then with a "bang", the whole environment suddenly exploded!

"what!"

With a scream, King Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and he broke free from the illusion!

"Huh?" Qiu Yan was also surprised by this, but before he could recover, a sudden change occurred in his body——

shock!

With a shock in his sleeve, the paperweight struggled again!

"Ok?"

Here it is!

With the sound of the silk being torn, a hole was torn in Qiu Yan's sleeve, and the paperweight broke free, about to fly away through the air!

Qiu Yan's complexion changed, and he raised his hand to grab it. Qi and blood gushed out from his hand, burning like fire!

boom!

Huge power erupted from the paperweight!Shengsheng resisted Qiu Yan's power of life cultivation to refine the six souls!

"Could it be that this paperweight is not the property of King Yan, but..."

As soon as he thought about it, Qiu Yan's earth soul circulated, and the words of the scriptures surged out, wrapping the paperweight to be pulled and imprisoned, but the paperweight also exploded, shaking the surroundings, canceling out the scriptures of the earth soul and breaking apart!

Vaguely, Qiu Yan could see around the paperweight, there seemed to be a few Confucian scholars arguing with each other.

"What a Wenzong paperweight, you really can't take it lightly!" Qiu Yan's eyes flashed brightly, and the soul of the earth moved again, but this time it flew out of Zibu's bookshelf and released two volumes of sage's manuscripts!

the student surpasses the master!

Right time and place and people!

The two volumes of sage essays fell down, and the spiritual conception in them roared out, causing the white jade paperweight to stagnate in the air, and the whole body trembled.

Qiu Yan seized the opportunity, raised his hand a little, and shot out a little stove fire!

The stove fire fell on the paperweight, burning and refining!

The white jade paperweight immediately crackled!

But Qiu Yan didn't stop, and opened his mouth to spray, blasting out the martial arts will brewing in his heart!

The will is like flowing water, penetrating into the literary thoughts lingering around the paperweight, advancing and deepening bit by bit!There is a tendency to permeate the whole of Evans, to separate it from the paperweight.

This kind of technique was not created by Qiu Yan, but was summed up through King Yan's illusion.

"Replacing the jade basin with martial arts will is not perfect after all. No matter how firm my will is. Even if it is as firm as a rock, it cannot last forever. After a long time, I have to rest and want to strip all Wensi. It will take a long time , um, if possible, might as well..."

Qiu Yan was still thinking, but his train of thought was interrupted by a stern shout!

After King Yan settled down, he stared at Qiu Yan.With a surprised and unexpected expression: "Qiu Yan? When did you come in? This... what's going on with them?"

While speaking, the prince saw the people standing still around him, and his heart skipped a beat.

Qiu Yan ignored Yan Wang's reprimand, stretched out his hand and grabbed the white jade paperweight that was stagnant in mid-air, wrapping his sleeves in a basket.It was taken back again.

"Wen Zong paperweight?" Seeing this scene, Yan Wang immediately widened his eyes, jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and wanted to snatch it, "How could it be in your hands?"

After hearing this, Qiu Yan turned to look at King Yan.A cold light flashed in his eyes, chilling the other party from head to toe, King Yan's heart trembled, he stopped, and then recalled the past and the past, his face was ugly.

"You...Could it be..." Only then did he realize that this scholar who he regarded as a piece of meat on an anvil was not as simple as he thought. At this moment, he relied on his master and status.It all seemed meaningless.

Close at hand, people are all enemies!

What's more, a prince?

Just when he was flustered, Qiu Yan just started to walk towards King Yan, passing two masters of life repair along the way.Suddenly, lightning shot out, and the palms of the palms were like butterflies piercing flowers, slapping the hearts, abdomen, and spine of the two of them in sequence.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

With a few crisp sounds, the muscles and muscles of the two masters swelled violently, and then shriveled up. The shadows inside were directly shattered by Qiu Yan through the flesh and blood membrane!

pat!pat!

In the blink of an eye, the two of them fell to the ground, their limbs trembling, and they screamed. It was obvious that they had recovered from the illusion, but they had to face the reality that their kung fu was completely useless, and they suffered heavy physical and mental injuries at the same time.

This scene not only made Yan Wang's heart beat wildly, but even Hu Qi and Dai Guo trembled faintly. Through the connection of Qi, they had already seen that the two masters who rushed in were better than themselves in terms of cultivation, at least Refined the four souls.

Such a character was destroyed by Qiu Yan in the blink of an eye!

"what are you going to do!"

Unlike Hu and Dai, Yan Wang, who was also horrified, calmed down. Seeing Qiu Yan approaching, he said in a deep voice, "I am a dragon descendant of Darui, and I am connected with the dragon spirit. You are a scholar, or a Jieyuan. You should I want to make a difference in the imperial examination, but if you make things difficult for me and create a cause and effect, it is very likely that the previous efforts will fall short!"

After all, he knew some mysteries of cause and effect and luck, so he brought it up to talk about it at this time, trying to persuade Qiu Yan.

Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice: "If I made a fuss out of nothing and came to my door, of course it would be a cause and effect, but now you provoke me first, want to rob me of knowledge and writing, and cut off the foundation of many Confucian scholars, the crime is serious Yan!"

"It's a crime! There is also a national law to seize it!" Yan Wangqiang calmed down, biting the word "country", "You know the law well, and you should know that the emperor's relatives are managed by the clan's house, and it is not up to foreign ministers and outsiders to criticize you! If you dare to kill me, you are provoking the Darui True Dragon!"

"Oh? But when did I say I was going to hurt your life? The way of karma, there is a coming and going, and I am here to pay back your karma! In this world, extermination is not the most vicious method, but cutting off the way forward is! "

As he said that, Qiu Yan came in front of King Yan, raised his hand and dropped the white jade paperweight on King Yan's head!

"Ah!" King Yan screamed, his skin was torn apart, he covered his forehead, and fell backwards, but Qiu Yan was still not satisfied, he raised the jade with his hand, and smashed it down one by one, blood splattered everywhere, and the prince's face was well, It was full of blood, there was a sound of bone cracking, and the cheeks were slightly sunken.

At the same time, the white jade paperweight extracted bits and pieces of memories from King Yan's head bit by bit.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from outside the door——

"My lord, Zhen Zhizuo from Lizong Academy is asking to see you, please lord... um? What's going on here? What are you doing!?"

Exclaiming in surprise, Gong Yangyi forgot the other things, hurried in, and was about to pull Qiu Yan's sleeve.

Qiu Yan glanced at him: "You came at the right time, and you will be punished for helping the evildoers!"