Dao fruit.

"Wolf?"

Looking at the ferocious beast with green eyes, Qiu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and then his eyes fell on that figure.

This figure came out from the stone statue, it was an old man of not young age, wearing animal skin, holding a scepter, bare hands and feet, skinny as bones, covered with chilblains.

His face is full of wrinkles, but his eyes are particularly bright, and it is because of these eyes that he looks hale and hearty.

What surprised Qiu Yan was that this person was surrounded by strong literary thoughts—this was nothing, it was expected, but other than that, the literary thoughts were also mixed with vigorous...

Incense people wish!

That’s right, it’s neither the incense that simply entrusts thoughts, nor the people’s wishes gathered unconsciously, but the incense and thoughts purified by the gods, but it seems a little heterogeneous and chaotic, and there is no unified consciousness to host and control.

After observing for a while, Qiu Yan cupped his hands in salute, and said to the man, "Qiu Yan, who is behind, has met Su Gong!"

Seeing this person dressed up, holding a scepter, and contacting the previous scene, how could he still not be able to guess his identity? In fact, before stepping into the gathering point of the Sanshui tribe, Qiu Yan sensed it from afar on the top of the mountain, knowing that Here lies the secret.

The man on the opposite side saw him and shook his head slightly: "There is no need to be too polite. Although you and I are of the same family, after all, we are not from the same dynasty. There is no need to make it so complicated." There is a kind of thick meaning, "I did not draw your ghost out to listen to what you said."

Qiu Yan seems to have healthy limbs now, but in fact, he is only transformed by the spirit of the soul after he came out of his body, and he is separated from Meng Qingbin and others by two places, so he doesn't understand.

"What does Mr. Su want to teach me?" Qiu Yan said, still having doubts in his heart, wanting to know what the other party's current form of existence is——

There is no doubt that the envoy who once represented Dayan and went to Xiongbei as an envoy to Hunbei has passed away. He was buried on the edge of the North Sea, and his body was turned into a stone statue.Perhaps because of this, the unspeakable changes left behind, coupled with the understanding and admiration of the idiom Su Gong Shepherd by scholars and ordinary people for hundreds of years.It caused a fundamental change in the form of human existence.

However, it seems that the person has not returned to the dead, but he has not become a god either——inheriting the thoughts of all people, he can be conferred a god.

The uncoordinated incense people's wishes proved that the person had not turned into a god, otherwise it would be impossible to lose control of the incense.

"Could it be that the body turned into a rock, or was the ancient Huns used some method to immobilize the true spirit. Was it locked on the shore of the North Sea?"

"You are probably guessing whether I am bound to this land."

At this time, the old man suddenly opened his mouth and explained Qiu Yan's thoughts, but Qiu Yan did not argue.Acknowledging the question, the man continued: "Actually, I am not the man at the beginning. The Su envoy who shepherd the sheep here has long since left. I am just the trace left by him, condensed with the thoughts of all peoples. It has his thoughts, memory, and temperament, but it is not the same consciousness after all."

"The traces and the thoughts of the people are combined?" Qiu Yan frowned upon hearing this, suspicious and a little vigilant.

"That's right," the old man nodded. "Persistence to the mission, nostalgia for the homeland, regret that it is difficult to return to the roots, and this body that has turned into a cold rock are all traces left in the world."

Hearing this, Qiu Yan had various thoughts in his heart, and he naturally knew it.There is a set of order between heaven and earth, human thoughts come together and entrusted to one place, maybe relying on some kind of connection, temporarily stored in a certain place, but it is not sure whether another consciousness can be born, just like the sealed Zhou Raozhou The gods, the people's wishes involved in the legal profession, have been gathering, accumulating, and precipitating for thousands of years.

"That god has been sealed for a long time, and the people's wishes have been deposited for an unknown number of years, but another consciousness has not been born. This may be because his body is close enough, or his body has not been turned into a rock and left outside, or it may be It's because the seal is tight enough, but..."

He looked at the figure of the old man on the opposite side, felt the bursts of aura and emotional fluctuations emanating from him, and clearly recognized that these auras and fluctuations were no different from the previous stone statue——

Full of nostalgia, but also regrets, and more of a firmness that comes from carrying out the mind!

"If this old man is really born with a consciousness that inherits the memory, personality, and way of thinking of the person who left, what about the original owner? Did he leave, did he go to a distant place, or did he not exist?"

The old man turned his gaze, as if he had seen through Qiu Yan's mind, but this time he did not say it directly, but said: "Don't think about it too much, I didn't show up in front of you to harm you, in fact, you are not the first A person who saw me, in the past few hundred years, there have been many people from the Central Plains who came here."

"Oh? But everyone has the opportunity to read here?" Qiu Yan said, looking around, the goal is the snow-white grass, and there is no end in sight.

Of course, this is not a real scene, but a vast ice field condensed by Minyuan.

This ice field was not condensed intentionally, but because the people, officials, and literati in the Central Plains thought about it in their hearts after the story of Duke Su's sheep herding spread.

This kind of scene constructed through hearsay is bound to be different from the real ice sheet, and contains many elements of idealism.

However, Qiu Yan could understand these words, but the gray wolves scattered all over the grass made him a little puzzled. It should be a sheep, but where is the shadow of a sheep here?

There are wolves that eat sheep.

Over there, the old man shook his head: "Not everyone can see me, it's not a question of whether I want to, but their own aptitude and achievements are fundamental, like you, they have their own cultivation, of course I can feel me, but if you are a simple monk, it is difficult to resonate with Wensi. Moreover, I feel a great spirit in you, which does not come from external forces, but emanates from the bottom of my heart. Jinxiu can become a classic, and besides..."

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and a few illusory lights and shadows were reflected in the slits of his eyes, as if soldiers were rushing to kill them.

"Not everyone who comes here can recite order, let alone two orders!"

"In this way, whether you can see the senior depends on yourself?" Qiu Yan asked this question, but the other party didn't answer, but his figure dimmed a little.

"There is not much time, and it is fate that you can come here to see me. This time I was summoned by your thoughts and thoughts, and I still have things to do, but you are the seed of humanity after all, so let's watch the shepherd wolf here." After finishing speaking, he raised the scepter in his hand, pointed in the air, and made a "cracking" sound, and the gray wolves scattered in the grass suddenly moved, struggling each other, as if being held down by invisible big hands , Difficult to break free, and then released wild thoughts!

"This is……"

Qiu Yan's eyes lit up, and he actually closed his eyes, released his perception, enveloped the surroundings, and captured and gathered the emotions released by the wild wolf.

Not long after, the soul moved, the four bookshelves circulated, the long river of history roared out, and many grassland scenes flowed out from the wild wolf, converging into a river, which was also a long river, recording the history of the grassland.

In the distance, the old man who was drifting away paused, and a word came: "Huh? I didn't expect that what you have learned is so complicated, and you have even dabbled in the historian's set. Well, since you are here, it will be fulfilled." to you!"

Before he finished speaking, the long river formed from the wild wolf flew straight over, and collided with Qiu Yan's long river. The two rivers were entangled and slowly merged into one!

The long river is soaring, like a water system that soars during a rainstorm!

"Thank you, senior, for your kindness!" Qiu Yan was also unambiguous and polite. He thanked him, and as soon as he thought about it, the content related to the military family in the skyrocketing river spread out, gathered in the soul, and merged into the illusory book with a blurred cover!

The next moment, the book burst into brilliance, covering the light of Yin Ling itself for a while, flying straight out, and the words on the cover finally became clear——

thing!

Once this character is completed, the whole book will suddenly change, and it will faintly take shape, and then Qiu Yan changed his mind to stop the transformation, leaving a little room, and did not really achieve the original of the second classic.

However, such a movement still alarmed the old man after all, he stopped and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I thought you were about to become a classic, but I didn't expect that you just missed the door..."

Before finishing a sentence, Qiu Yan's Yin spirit was drawn by the "Zhi" department again, and the already formed "Zhi" department flew out, releasing ripples, and the aura of Baijia that merged into it spread, There is the expansion of the supernatural power of the three monks of Rouluo Guoshi, Zhiwu Venerable, and Tengu.

The surrounding scene fluctuated like the surface of water.

The old man turned his head away in surprise, and couldn't help but said: "Have you already made a book? Seeing you Yinling, you are not very old, yet you have achieved such an achievement! Really..."

Before he could finish another sentence, another illusory book jumped out of Qiu Yan's yin spirit, which matched and echoed the two volumes of "Zhi" and "Shi", and in the three volumes, there were bursts of strange aura, converging in the center It is in the shape of a fourth misty book, misty like mist, as if a gust of wind blows it away.

But this scene made the old man's eyes flash a little, and he sighed: "If there are talented people from generation to generation, I didn't expect that you not only made a book, but you are about to make another book, and there is another book that has already been written." There is a rudimentary form, and between the three volumes, there are still other universes, and being able to become the fourth classic is really an eye-opener for me!"

Before he finished speaking, Qiu Yan's soul changed again, Wanmin's heart suddenly changed, and a little mystery deep in the flame was pulled out by an inexplicable force, reorganized layer by layer, and finally condensed into the shape of flames!

The projection of humanistic tinder!

The old man's words suddenly stopped!

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