While Qiu Yan was frightened, his mind was about to draw divine power out of the black hole in his soul. But suddenly a flash of inspiration, he noticed the old man's gaze, and immediately stopped and tried to contact the divine power that left the soul. However, the news was misty and there was no response at all. It was clearly completely disintegrated!

"The divine power has actually collapsed!"

Qiu Yan was even more surprised by this response, but his emotions stabilized. When his thoughts changed, he suppressed the surprise and stopped the emotions from revealing them from the soul.

"I have met several cultivators since I left my body and fought with them one after another. Even though the spell has a certain impact on divine power, it is the first time that the divine power has been forced out and broken in the air like now!"

Thinking of this, a word flashed through his heart instantly-

"Return to One Realm? The Three Souls Integrate? Breaking Divine Power! Could it be that the cultivation level of the person in front of him is the return to One Realm in the human being in the painting? Can he compete with the gods with the body of a monk?"

Qiu Yan is a god, and he knows the way of gods more and more deeply. He knows that gods seem to be powerful, but they are limited. He cannot intervene in the struggles of ordinary people at will, and it is even more difficult to appear in the mortal world. His life soul can use black holes to display divine power, but in fact he has taken a great advantage. He has exploited loopholes. It is because the divine power can be mobilized is limited, so he cannot sweep. However, even so, he can still fight beyond the level. When he is enlightened, he dares to fight with the three souls.

Even if an ordinary monk has the means to limit his soul, he still has to retreat and detour in the face of divine power, just like Zhan Yuan and others. But the old man didn't show any signs and just said one sentence, but he didn't know what method he used to directly act on the divine power, disintegrating and shattering!

"Divine power has always been my trump card, but now it seems that it is not safe..."

These thoughts flashed, but before Qiu Yan could come back to his senses, the old man spoke another word.

"sit!"

As soon as this word was spoken, Qiu Yan's soul suddenly sank down, fell from the air, and fell straight to the chair in front of the table, and then twisted and changed. The whole soul quickly extended, elongated and deformed, manifesting its head, limbs and torso. In the blink of an eye, it was derived from the body and manifested its clothes, just like a person sitting on a chair.

"Hmm? What's going on?"

As soon as Qiu Yanren sat down, he jumped up immediately, his feet landed on the ground, and the feeling of down-to-earth came to his heart. He clenched his fists. The power transmission was real, but these shocked him.

The soul that relies on the mind is consciousness, thoughts, memory, and metaphysical, so it is difficult for ordinary people to see it. Without using the soul power and spell, it is difficult for ordinary souls to have an impact on the present world.

However, the old man's words and words made Qiu Yan's soul fall and turn into a person, and his perception and feelings were extremely real. This simply subverted his imagination and had a violent conflict with the description of Zhan Yuan's broken memory in "The Way of Life".

Subconsciously, he raised his eyes and looked at the old man.

The old man seemed to understand his surprise and said, "In the past, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, but he didn't know that Zhou's dream was Hu butterfly, and Hu butterfly's dream was Zhuang Zhou. The dreams of the world were all because of the thoughts and physical feelings. The right way was to walk in the present."

The ancient legends in this world are somewhat the same as those in Qiu Yan's previous life, and there is also the allusion of Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies. Now it is said from the old man, which has a kind of calming people's hearts. After hearing this, Qiu Yan's surprise calmed down a little.

"The ability to transform the virtual soul into a entity. This ability to transform the virtual soul into a real soul involves complex factors such as perception and memory. Even the gods cannot do it. But the person in front of him can do it in a simple word. This method alone is shocking. I didn't expect that as an important minister of the court and a great scholar of the world can still have such cultivation."

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan took advantage of the situation and bowed: "Thank you, Lao Prime Minister Ma, for his advice."

"Oh? You already know who I am?" The old man couldn't sit upright, with a sense of surprise in his words, but his tone was as steady as Mount Tai.

This old man is Mayang who entered the city a few days ago, a veteran of the two dynasties and a master of literary circles.

Qiu Yan nodded and said, "I have learned a little about the past few days and nights. I asked a little bit and found out that the old prime minister lives here." He spoke with respect, but did not deliberately please him, neither humble nor arrogant.

That's true. Although Qiu Yan's clone is a scholar and has no fame, he is a god and can be regarded as a noble person. Although he respects the old man in front of him, he will not degrade himself.

The old man nodded, raised his hand and pointed to the seat, and said again: "Sit."

Qiu Yan was not polite and turned around and sat down.

The two looked at each other across the desk.

The old man opened his drooping eyelids, looked at him, and asked, "After listening to the three days of book, I wonder what I have felt?"

Qiu Yan pondered for a moment, raised his hand, stretched out a finger, and stroked in the air. He saw the light and shadow of his fingertips changing, and even as he moved, words appeared.

Although he is a human form now, his essence is still a soul, which is formed by the aggregation of thoughts. He also uses the power of the changes of the real and virtual reality of the old man, so that he can transform what he thinks in his heart. When the words are listed, they will become an article with smooth writing.

The old man sat silently, his eyes moved with the words, obviously reading. As the article took shape, he nodded slowly, and a hint of appreciation appeared in his eyes.

One old and one young, one reads and the other writes, it is like the elders taking the juniors' studies.

Suddenly, Qiu Yan stopped and frowned, as if he was thinking hard that something had not yet been connected.

"Your article starts from history, aims at the people, and is easy to understand. It describes everything around you, but from small to large, it tells you that people's wishes will change accordingly after the changes in people's lives. If life is happy, people's wishes will prosper and the world will be auspicious. If life is difficult, people's wishes will decline. The wars are smoke from thousands of miles away are very righteous, very clear, very good!"

The old man said three good words in a row, which shows his appreciation.

Qiu Yan's article has been written for a long time. If it is placed on paper, it will be enough to write three pieces. It is not only the experience of listening to books for three days, but also the experience of accepting the people's wishes and changing the incense, so it can be fully realized.

"It's a pity that this article is not complete right now."

Qiu Yan said, raising his hand and swept away an article hanging in the air.

"You cannot complete this article now. It is not that you have insufficient knowledge, but that you have insufficient experience," the old man said, and suddenly coughed twice, and then continued, "knowledge and effectiveness are one official, practice is comparable to one country, and virtue is united as one king, and conquer a country, and pick up the steps step by step, and your horizons are broadened. I hope that after you walk around the world, you will complete this article."

Then, he looked up at Qiu Yan and said, "Although I don't know why you, a monk, are obsessed with fame, but your writing can see your heart. Although your writing has traces of axe, the intention of admiring the people inside is true and empirical. As long as you act correctly and sit upright, you can still achieve something."

After hearing this, Qiu Yan just gave a tribute. He sought the imperial examination for the entire imperial examination, which was to make the whole of cause and effect, but now there is another auxiliary divine way. No matter which one is related to the people, the article he wrote is of course not false.

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of something, and without hesitation, he asked directly: "Wansheng, what is the purpose of the old prime minister, here is Qingchang?"
Chapter completed!