Let's say that after Hong Yi left, he returned to Qiuyue Temple to clean up and return to Yujing City from Xishan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the heavy snow outside the mountain had just stopped, and the deep valley in the west mountain was shrouded by the Wanmu Immortal Array, so the cold air of the cold winter wax moon could not invade, causing Hong Yi to forget that it was the cold winter wax moon at this time.

Coming out of the immortal array, Hong Yi walked on the streets of Yujing City, the first sunny day after the snow, at this time Yujing City was back to lively and prosperous, the streets were full of people coming and going, and all kinds of large shops were even more lively.

Twenty years ago, when the Great Qian defeated the iron cavalry raided by Yunmeng and fought back, the two sides made an alliance at the border pass and never fought again, and the Great Qian Dynasty was in a heyday, and it was the largest dynastic empire on the entire land.

At the end of the 60 years, the prosperous era of the Great Dry has also reached its most prosperous period. At this time, it has reached the month of Layue, which is close to the end of the year. The emperor wants to worship the heavens, but also to receive the envoys of various countries to the court, those envoys of the Western Regions Huoluo Kingdom, the Eastern Yunmeng Kingdom, the Northern Yuantu Kingdom, the Southern Kamikaze, Liuzhu and other island countries also live in the annex of Yujing City, these people in strange costumes often come out to walk around, watching the prosperity of Yujing, the first big city of Daqian, but it adds more excitement to Yujing City.

Not to mention the liveliness in the entire Yujing City, the mansion of "Marquis Wu Wen" was also lively, and the servants began to clean, cleaning all corners spotlessly, putting up lights, and preparing for the New Year. However, regardless of the entire mansion and outside, the bustle of Yujing City is extraordinary, and it has nothing to do with Hong Yi.

Hong Yi had already returned from Xishan, but his mind was completely still in the valley of Xishan. In the past 50 days or so, I have met the fox, taught, sorted out books, practiced martial arts, asked Su Wen and Bai Ziyue for teaching, and practiced martial arts, which really benefited me a lot. Looking back at this time, it was like having a clear dream, which made him feel like he was in a different world.

The Hou Mansion is still the Hou Mansion, and it has not changed because he went out. The seven or eight hundred people in the entire Hou Mansion were busy and enthusiastic, preparing for the New Year, only his hut was deserted, and no one came to the door, as if to exclude him. Those servants, stewards, slaves, and guards will give out some clothes and silver taels for the New Year, but it is not his turn.

But he has money now, but there is no shortage of those, coming out of Xishan, Bai Ziyue gave him the salary paid by Concubine Yuan and him, although it was not two months, but they still calculated two months' salary for him, twenty red gold coins for teaching, and twenty red gold coins for sorting out books, and now he has forty red gold coins in his hand.

Eighty percent of gold can be exchanged for fifteen, let alone ten percent of red gold. Forty red gold coins, if you get the "Golden Jade Hall" to exchange for silver taels, you can exchange them for at least eight hundred taels of silver. Enough for him to spend a long time.

"It's best if these people don't come to harass me, I can close the door and practice martial arts and study, in other words, I feel that I have been a lot more proficient in my strength recently, and if I practice again, I must be able to reach the peak of Ming Jin, and when I reach the peak of Ming Jin, I can start to grasp the strength, from light to dark, and start to burn my bones!"

Hong Yi moved his body slightly, and did not practice martial arts, but only used his luck. Then the gourd and many things were hidden, especially the "Past Mida Sutra", Hong Yi was a personal collection.

Hong Yi was about to get up and go to the desk to read and practice calligraphy, when suddenly there was a sound of the courtyard door opening outside the door. Hong Yi saw that it was the housekeeper next to Hong Xuanji who came over, and it turned out that Hong Xuanji was looking for him to go to the study.

A worry suddenly rose in Hong Yi's heart, he practiced martial arts privately, afraid that his father would see it, and he was feeling uneasy in his heart, so he went to meet his father Hong Xuanji, and when he arrived at the study, Hong Yi and Hong Xuanji met, but who knew that he couldn't see that Hong Yi had practiced martial arts.

Although he secretly doubted in his heart, Hong Yi still answered fluently, but Hong Xuanji was a martial arts cultivation that was unfathomable, and his cultivation was such a domineering and boundless fist intent as the wheel of life and death of the heavens, and Hong Yi's oppressive power could be imagined.

Although he has practiced some martial arts, his heart seems to be much stronger, otherwise his legs would have been weak, and cold sweat would have flowed behind him.

After asking Hong Yi, Hong Xuanji just scolded Hong Yi for wanting to learn martial arts: "I haven't read the scriptures well, what kind of bow and horse martial arts do you learn?" You read the scriptures well first, and if you don't read the scriptures well, you will learn martial arts, but you are just a reckless man. Don't talk about it again, you know? ”

Hong Yi only lowered his eyes slightly at this, and said in a low voice.

After returning to his residence, Hong Yi's thoughts flowed in his heart, "You don't let me practice martial arts, because you are afraid that I will practice martial arts and establish military merits, which will make my mother a monarch and mess up the rules of the Hou Mansion." But otherwise, how can you earn a name for your mother? ……”

After a long time, Hong Yi was dissatisfied in his heart, and turned to think of another matter, he practiced martial arts, and he had already reached the state of a warrior, according to the reason, whether he practiced martial arts or not, his father Hong Xuanji could see it at a glance, but after entering the study, Hong Yi felt that his father did not find out that he had cultivated martial arts.

As for why, Hong Yi's gaze wandered, and his gaze stopped on the Yuhua immortal robe on his body, which was given by Mr. Su, and he wore it on his body when he came out of the valley and did not take it off. Later, after returning to the Hou Mansion, he did not take off his Yuhua immortal clothes. This fairy robe has a variety of wonders, and it has the wonder of self-cleaning and avoiding dust, so Hong Yi has not taken it off.

Now that I think about it, it must be the wonderful use of Yuhua Immortal Clothes, which covered the traces of his martial arts.

"This fairy clothes are really wonderful, even my father didn't find out that I practiced martial arts, it seems that Mr. Su gave me fairy clothes, and it was already counted as my today's affairs, right?" Hong Yi secretly admired the wonder of the fairy clothes, and even marveled at Su Wen's clever calculations.

It is said that Hong Yi has also seen Su Wen's clever calculations, although this festival is not obvious, but in Su Wen's hands, he can still calculate many things, so he has seen Su Wen's clever means, what Hong Yi can think of is that today's matter is also within Mr. Su's budget.

In the evening, Hong Yi began to practice the "Past Mida Sutra". In the past, the Mida Sutra was worthy of being a supreme secret scripture, and after only four or five days of cultivation, Hong Yi felt that his soul had grown stronger, and he was able to swim at night.

It's just that this Mida Sutra is too terrifying to visualize, and all kinds of fantasies in it come one after another, if one is not careful, sinking into it, I am afraid that the body will be destroyed. Hong Yi practiced martial arts for a long time, and his heart was firm, so he broke the illusion caused by the cultivation of the Mida Sutra and cultivated to the realm of the night tour of the soul.

This night, because the spirit can swim at night, Hong Yi couldn't help but float out.

He walked forward with his feet a foot or two off the ground, feeling light and weightless, but without the solid feeling of walking in the flesh. Moreover, the door and the wall could not block him, and as soon as the thought moved, he passed through.