"See Prince Jade."

Hong Yi hurriedly bowed down.

"Brother Hong Shi doesn't need to be polite."

Dongfang Hong hurriedly stepped forward to help Hong Yi, not letting him bow down, and smiled excitedly: "It is really Yang Gan's blessing to be able to meet a talent like Brother Hong here tonight, Brother Hong must go to Brother Wei's mansion to walk around when he returns to the city." ”

And Hong Yi can feel that this Jade Prince is not pretentious, but his personality is like this.

Concubine Yuan, who was on the side, said with a smile at this time: "Prince Yu, don't be in a hurry to win over the little scholar, if you want to read the book, you have to sort out the books here for me." ”

"This is as it should be, Brother Hong Shi taught the little fox to read, and I will be responsible for sorting out these books!"

Dongfang Hong didn't mind being a book arranger in order to get the "Past Mida Sutra".

Concubine Yuan smiled and turned to look at Hong Yi: "This is your student, what do you think?" ”

Hong Yi looked at the group of fluffy little white foxes, like snowballs rolling on the ground, and thought about teaching them to read and write, and a ridiculous feeling surged in his heart.

"Are you a human or a demon?"

Hong Yi looked at the woman in red again and asked.

Concubine Yuan said: "Don't worry about it so much, I am your employer, I will hire you to be a gentleman, just ten taels of red gold per month, do you promise to be their teacher?" ”

"It is the work of the sages to make the beasts understand the truth. Although I am not qualified, I can barely serve as a sage. Hong Yi nodded.

"That's the case, that's fine, but I'll have to test you. Ten taels of red gold a month, you can open a school, I can't go out in vain. Concubine Yuan's eyes were fixed on Hong Yi.

In an instant, Hong Yi felt that Concubine Yuan had a taste of arrogance.

"What does Miss Yuan have to test? Poetry and songs? Jingyi article? Or is it a strategy? If it's bow and horse martial arts, then I can't do it. ”

Hong Yi is colorful.

"Of course I won't test your bow and horse martial arts. I'll just ask you a question. Concubine Yuan asked, "What is the biggest thing in the world?" ”

Concubine Yuan blurted out, obviously this question had been confused in her heart for a long time.

"What's the biggest thing in the world?"

Hong Yi replied without thinking, "Of course, the truth is the greatest." ”

"The biggest reason?" Concubine Yuan's face showed a hint of joy, and she suddenly realized, and then floated away.

Concubine Yuan left, Tu Lao and Hong Yi chatted about the day, and talked about cultivation, Hong Yi watched the martial arts scriptures and Taoist scriptures, and the unexpected out-of-body soul opened the road of cultivation.

There is a stone cave in the south of the valley, which is obviously where the foxes live, and the stone cave is large and wide, with a radius of five or six hundred paces, and a height of five or six people.

There are wooden bookshelves on all sides of the stone cave, and there are volumes of books on the shelves, all kinds, some large books, some small books, some manuscripts, some lithographs, some woodcut books, and all kinds of paper, there are bamboo paper, sandalwood paper, silk books, parchment rolls, and even Danshu iron coupons!

Four walls, dozens of large bookshelves, under the corners of the four walls, there are countless yellowed books stacked. There are mutilated ancient books, and there are scriptures.

This book full of stone chambers, conservatively estimated, is as many as 100,000 volumes.

More than ten copies of the "Martial Classics" were taken out by Dongfang Hong alone, and the "Past Mida Sutra" hidden in the mezzanine of the martial arts scriptures was found.

I don't know what material this scripture is made of, the dark golden scripture, gently picked it up with my hand, and found that this scripture turned out to be like a silk scroll, densely packed with words, among which is a golden Buddha statue, sitting in the void, countless sun, moon and stars revolving around it.

Dongfang Hong saw the name of the scripture at a glance, and knew that he had not come in vain.

The "Sutra of the Past Mito" he wanted was finally in his hands.

Holding the "Past Mida Sutra", Dongfang Hong took a few deep breaths and calmed his mind.

He was not interested in treasures, but peeked at the protagonist Hong Yi's things, and his psychological feeling was particularly exciting.

Dongfang Hong knew that he was a little happy in his psychology, revealing flaws, and Hong Yi's future strength seemed to have become his inner demon.

After taking a long breath, Dongfang Hong immediately calmed down.

When the mind is as calm as water, Dongfang Hong spread it out, and the scriptures are open to the square, three feet long and wide, like a large calligraphy and painting, the handwriting on it is very small, and the fly's head is small, but it is also very clear, like a knife carving, without a little ambiguity.

In the middle of the scriptures, there is a golden Buddha, sitting in the void, surrounded by countless suns, moons and stars, blessing the golden Buddha with all the brilliance.

Dongfang Hongxian used his unforgettable memory to memorize the scriptures and words, and just as he watched intently, the virtual APP in the sea of soul consciousness suddenly sounded.

"Di, find out whether the Huang-level "Past Mida Sutra" (a total of three layers) is cultivated, Di Di Di, discover the branch of the 'Illusion Mystery' 'Soul Immortal Martial Will', whether it absorbs ???"

"The past is immortal, the heart is immortal, the eternal is the same, so it is."

Dongfang Hong suddenly realized when he heard the prompt tone of the virtual APP.

He finally understood the true meaning of the Sutra of the Past Midas.

"Absorb!"

At this time, Dongfang Hong didn't care about the virtual APP absorbing the laws in the scriptures, whether the protagonist Hong Yi would be able to cultivate this scripture in the future.

"Drop, absorb the soul immortal martial arts will, and increase the qi value by 0.30 points......."

"Drop, start to absorb, the virtual APP starts the automatic evolution and upgrade program, drip... Drip... Drop, Countdown to Evolution, 10... 9… 8… 7… 3… 2… 1！ ”

"Drop, shut down and restart, it takes three hundred and sixty minutes to restart, please turn on and use it after three hundred and sixty minutes!"

"The upgrade also has to restart ......."

Dongfang Hong was a little speechless, how could this virtual APP be like a computer upgrade and not be able to use.

The virtual APP began to evolve, Dongfang Hong looked at the "Past Mida Sutra" in his hand, and found that the Buddha statue at this time was dim and irrelevant, although the Buddha statue in the sky looked majestic, but it lost an immortal characteristic, as if it had lost the essence of the Buddha statue, and there were many scriptures on it.

But the most important part of the secret book of divine soul cultivation is to visualize, if this vivid Buddha statue is lost, can Hong Yi comprehend the past essence of the "Past Mida Sutra"?

Trample! Trample! Trample!

There was a sound of footsteps, Dongfang Hong raised his head, smiled and said: "Brother Hong Shi is here, you came just in time, I just saw you out of your body and enter the path of cultivation, congratulations, this is a peerless soul refining scripture, so I will present it as a congratulatory gift." ”

threw the memorized scriptures to Hong Yi, and then sent a voice to advise: "In this "Past Mida Sutra", it is rumored that one of the three major town temple scriptures of the Great Chan Temple is mysterious and unpredictable, and the supreme cultivation of the soul is a technique? Remember to keep it secret, don't tell anyone, otherwise you and I will die without a place to be buried, and the world's cultivators will go crazy if they want to get this exercise. ”

Hong Yi didn't understand the preciousness of the "Past Mida Sutra" at this time, but looking at the scripture scroll in his hand that was as thin as a cicada's wings, boxy, dark gold, and soft as water in his hand, and looking at the bright golden characters on it, the shock in his heart was simply incomprehensible.

He knew that the Great Zen Temple was a thousand-year-old temple and a holy place for the highest achievements in cultivation.

The scriptures that have been handed down from this holy place must be extremely precious, and Prince Yu and himself have just met, so they give away such a precious thing.

Hong Yi also had the idea of dying as a confidant in Hong Yi's heart.

"This ...... No merit is not reluctant, how can I Hong Yi accept such a precious thing. ”

Hong Yi's gentlemanly style made him not want to take advantage, and Dongfang Hong, who decisively refused, stuffed the scriptures in his hand into Dongfang Hong's hands again.

"Haha, if Brother Hong Shi doesn't accept it, wouldn't he look down on me Yang Gan, the friendship between gentlemen should have been as light as water, but Brother Hong Shi has just settled down now, and he still lacks the method of cultivating the divine soul, and I, Yang Gan, accidentally got this method of refining the gods, if I don't share it with Brother Hong Shi, wouldn't it be too selfish."

Dongfang Hong laughed, handed the scriptures to Hong Yi again, and then took Hong Yi's hand and said, "If Brother Hong feels that he has taken advantage of me in vain, why don't we worship as brothers with different surnames?" You and I hit it off at first sight, don't ask about birth, don't compare status, just ask for a happy one, why bother too much in life. ”

"Brothers?"

Hong Yi's eyes flashed, and he seemed to be infected by Dongfang Hong's arrogance, and he was also interested: "It's okay, although I, Hong Yi, am a small person, I am a brother with Brother Yang Qian today." ”

"Okay, let's let the bright moon in the sky be a witness in this valley, and worship as brothers."

Dongfang Hong and Hong Yi glanced at each other, knelt on the ground at the same time, and said in unison: "I'm Yang Qian." ”

"I'm Hongyi."

"Today we are brothers, and we will share glory and disgrace from now on."

Then, the two of them bowed eight times, and then got up at the same time, looked at each other, and both laughed.

Both sides found it incredible.

The two of them have been talking for less than three hours since they realized it, and they have spoken less than a hundred words, and because of a few short words, they have become brothers.

After the bow, Hong Yi was also amazed in his heart, as if he was just dreaming.

"Brother Yi, I haven't cultivated my soul yet, so I can't teach you anything, I personally suggest that you don't rush to cultivate first, and only cultivate when you read the books here and have enough knowledge." Dongfang Hongdao.

"Big brother, are you leaving?" Hong Yi was stunned.

"Well, for my brother to control the household, I can't be absent from the morning court every day, and when you return to Beijing, you must come to the house, and my brother will point you to martial arts."

Dongfang Hong nodded.

The enthusiasm for worshipping just now has not subsided, and the two say goodbye.

A few days later, Hong Yi obtained the news of the "Past Mida Sutra" from Bai Ziyue's mouth, and regarded Dongfang Hong, the fake prince, as his brother from the bottom of his heart.

After all, no one in Hong Yi's own brother cared for him, and no one easily handed over such a heavy treasure to him.