"The Master is talking about these ......"

Shangshan looked at the stone slab in his hand and couldn't help but say, "If anyone wants it, then I will give these two stone slabs out." ”

"I'm afraid it's more than that,"

Hong Bi shook his head and said, "No matter what, in short, you should be careful lately." ”

"Yes, Master."

Shangshan Gong replied solemnly, and then remembered something: "Master, this time I went out, and the disciple heard that Yang Tuo, the king of divine power, had a great victory over Yunmeng on the front line, and he would return to the court in a few days, and Wu Wenhou, who was the counselor of the army, would also return to Beijing with the army." ”

"Really?"

Hong Bi said indifferently: "Go back, just go back, don't pay attention to it." ”

Shangshan said worriedly: "Master, you are about to tie the crown, and in a short time, Your Majesty will hold a crown ceremony for you in the Qianyuan Palace, this Marquis Wu Wen will return to Beijing at this time, I'm afraid it will ......"

"The soldiers are coming, the water is coming to cover the earth,"

Hong Bi smiled disappreliantly: "Besides, he Hong Xuanji seems to be upright, and he doesn't know how to do it, but in fact, he is the best at measuring, bullying the good and bullying the weak, he won't hesitate at all,"

"But if he encounters someone stronger than him, he can only shrink up and do what he does, and he will never hesitate to do it."

"Having said that, after all, Marquis Wu Wen has a great influence in the court, and when I heard that this return to the court, His Majesty will crown him as the Grand Master, and then he will be the head of the hundred officials, in charge of the affairs of the military state, ruling the world, and being a very popular minister,"

Shangshan was still uneasy and said, "If he has malicious intentions towards the master, the master is not afraid, but there will inevitably be trouble." ”

"That's what you said."

Hong Bi didn't blindly deny him, nodded and said: "In fact, it is not him who is Hong Xuanji, and the popularity of Confucianism has long caused dissatisfaction among many people,"

"The Daomen of the world, the orthodox Zhengyi, Fang Xiandao, and many sects have to be given by the Great Qian,"

"Even Emperor Gao that day, a thousand-year-old family that almost became a country of its own on the border of Daqian, after claiming to be the sons, the literature and Taoism are orthodox, in the past, Confucianism was not obvious, but now it is powerful, I am afraid they will no longer allow Confucianism to sit big,"

"These people, I'm afraid that they are all looking forward to Confucianism, and they are looking forward to the master, and I will never recover."

If one of them is provoked, I am afraid that there is no need for people from these forces to find trouble, and they will cut themselves off on their own, so as not to harm their families.

And all these forces have been provoked, not to mention people, even all the countries in the world, including the great cadres, will never be able to live at ease.

It must be like a great enemy.

It's just that he doesn't talk about Hong Pi, but he has heard about it, but he doesn't see fear, just a little melancholy.

"What should I do?"

"I'm not afraid, it's just that among these people, except for Ji Changyue, who is on the same page, and a little gentlemanly, the rest of the people are not easy to deal with, even those thousand-year-old families who claim to be saints, and most of them are hypocrites,"

"Some selfish means, but we have to guard against them,"

Hong Bi groaned: "That's it, you hold the first king bell, drive the six dragon chariots, and let them all come to Yujing City,"

"After I was crowned, I performed the ritual of entering the house for them, and passed on my Confucian vessels."

Shangshan heard that Rao was always content, and when he rarely had great joy and sorrow, there was also an irrepressible ecstasy in his heart at this time.

"Master!"

He naturally knew who the "they" in Hong Pi's mouth were.

Confucianism can have today's reputation, and it is naturally not in vain.

Those Confucian students all over the world are the most direct reason why the name of Confucianism slowly rises like the sun.

However, if there is a name for Confucianism in the sky today, in fact, the master has never really accepted a disciple.

Confucianism is only an empty name.

But after today, it's a different story.

Those people only know that Confucianism is becoming more and more famous, but they don't know why Confucianism is famous.

Although the master has not been conspicuous over the years, I am afraid that no one in the world knows how many students he has taught that are enough to amaze the world.

When they realize it, they will realize how self-conscious they are, and they will understand how well-deserved the Master's name as a living saint is!

Hong Bi smiled: "I didn't want to set up the realm of the portal, but since they have the heart of a villain and the belly of a gentleman, then I will do what they want." ”

"There you go."

"Yes!"

Shangshan left excitedly, and wanted to go to Hongmen Taizhong to greet Wang Zhong and the six dragon cars.

This is the second of the six sacred weapons of Confucianism refined by the master, corresponding to the "music" and "royal" in the six arts.

With these two holy weapons, Shangshan is not afraid of any Xiao Xiao in this world!

After Shangshan left, Hong Bi no longer thought about those miscellaneous things, put aside the art of heavenly machine evolution for the time being, and re-sank his mind and comprehended the wonderful law.

His recent cultivation has reached a critical point.

In terms of divine soul, he already has an extremely high mental realm, so he doesn't have to use that ordinary way to cultivate step by step.

He preached to the world, which was a kind of cultivation in itself.

Hong Pi is gathering the thoughts of all beings.

Whether it is the mountain wall scriptures or the Confucian gate, they are just to reproduce the "westward road".

The world would never have imagined that he preached the world, and the most important thing was the Journey to the West, which is not valued today.

As for the physical body, in the past ten years, he has refined the five physical bodies to the point where there is no progress, and every inch of skin and flesh and blood is perfect to the extreme.

Even a drop of blood weighs thousands of pounds, full of fiery majesty and incredible power.

The bone marrow of the whole body has been refined into a flawless jade pulp.

Reborn, no dirt and no leakage.

Ordinary people, not to mention martial saints, even if they become human immortals, it is impossible to have such a perfect body as him.

It's just that Hong Pi is still a martial saint now, and he has not achieved immortality.

It's because he hasn't yet comprehended the biggest mystery of human immortal martial arts.

Before the Martial Saint, refining the skin, flesh, tendons, bones, membranes, and marrow, and the realm of the Martial Saint is a process of cutting hair and washing the marrow, being reborn, and shedding the mortal fetus, commonly known as blood exchange, is also condensed at this time.

From the inside out, from the real to the virtual.

One step further, it is a human immortal.

The so-called human immortal refining know-how.

It is the martial arts of human immortals, its core and most mysterious secret.

In the realm of human immortals, what is cultivated is the acupuncture points of one yuan in the human body.

Hong Pi is stuck here now.

This is the greatest mystery of the Immortal Martial Dao.

Even the top people and top forces in this world rarely have the method of cultivating acupoints.

The acupuncture points in the human body are imperceptible, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction.

Say it exists, and you have nowhere to find it.

It is said that it does not exist, but there is indeed a mystery to follow in the human body.

Only some of the sect lineages inherited from ancient times have left incomplete methods for measuring acupuncture points in the body, and there are also records of the location of acupuncture points explored by countless sages since ancient times.

As far as he knew, the Great Zen Temple, which had been destroyed, was now recorded in the Sutra of Nyorai, which recorded all kinds of martial arts moves, as well as the location and cultivation methods of the one hundred and eight acupuncture points.

The mother of his birth in this life is located in the Taishang Dao, and it is also recorded in the highest secret script, the Taishang Dan Sutra.

Although I don't know how many there are, I am afraid that it is the most recorded treasure book in the world.

There is also Hong Xuanji, together with Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan, he got the ancient holy land, the inheritance of the Dao of Creation, and bulldozed the Great Chan Temple, and also got a part of the secret of the Taishang Danjing from Meng Bingyun, and then searched the world and collected the world's secret books.

He created the peerless martial arts of the Heavens and the Wheel of Life and Death.

Among them, there are 360 acupuncture points of the human body.

If Hong Bi wants to get some acupoint cultivation methods, it is not difficult.

It's just that what he values most is fundamental.

It is better to know why it is true.

The method of measuring and finding the acupuncture points is what he wants to understand the most.

After all, the total number of acupuncture points recorded in this world is the so-called number of one yuan.

That's one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred.

In fact, it is only 1,960 knots, and each knots contain hundreds of ** knots, a total of one yuan.

One know-how, all know-how.

But Hong Pi didn't think that apart from these 1,960 tricks, there were no other secrets in the human body.

The most important thing is that Hong Pi knows that the people of this world, born from the heaven and earth of this world, have ninety-nine acupuncture points, not in the human body, but outside the human body, in the depths of the void, corresponding to the ninety-nine states of the world of this world.

Only by opening up these ninety-nine acupuncture points can we finally break the shackles of human immortals, reach the highest level of martial arts in this world, smash the vacuum, and be comparable to the yang god.

For Hong Pi, this in itself is a shackle.

If his prediction was correct, even if someone could finally achieve the Yang God and the Shattering Vacuum Realm at the same time, it would be impossible for them to ascend to the other side and transcend this world.

The mystery remains to be explored.

However, the method of measuring and finding the acupuncture points must be mastered.

Relying on the accumulation of a trace of the deity's authenticity, although Hong Pi has not yet found the location of the acupoint, he also has a clue.

If his divine soul is strong enough to illuminate the realm of the Liangyi Dust and the Flower World, he will be able to easily gain insight into the universe in his body.

But that's not something that can be done in a short period of time.

However, there is a trace of the true nature of the deity, and the supernatural power of contemplation also exists, which is also a supernatural power that can perceive the inner and outer heaven and earth, yin and yang.

Although this world body cannot be complete, it can also be used as a foundation to cultivate a method that can truly penetrate the body of the candle.

Now he is a method that he has realized from the original thought of sanctification, the method of divine understanding.

The thought god that he cultivated was originally born in his body, and there was a secret connection with the Qiankun in his body.

Through this connection, he will be able to gain insight into his body little by little.

As the world immortal martial arts said, a cave hole hides a god.

But Hong Pi did the opposite.

The gods come out first, and the sky shines back.

This is exactly the law of the Confucian inner sage.

is not only the method of sanctification of this thought, but also his journey to the west to release the doom, in fact, in addition to gathering the thoughts of all sentient beings, melting into the furnace of sentient beings, and smelting the souls of gods, it is also the method of countless thoughts to become gods.

If a person has cultivated the Journey to the West and visualized a god, he can also give birth to a god of thought.

A god is a cave.

When he finds out the acupoint, even if there is only one, Hong Pi can not only break through the martial saint and reach the realm of human immortals, but also go straight to the peak of human immortals in one fell swoop.

By that time, except for those old immortals who are hiding in some corner of this world, scheming for eternity, he will have nothing to fear in this world.

All plans can be carried out calmly.

If he cultivated directly through the acupuncture points recorded in the text, he would not be able to get enough accumulation and achieve the peak of human immortals in one fell swoop.

No matter how bad he is, he is also the eldest brother of the son of the era of this world.

According to his brother's temperament and luck, he swept all the way, and all the enemies he encountered were other people's food, and he devoured them one by one.

Even if Hong Pi lay down and did nothing, he would eventually be able to get 1,960 Great Tricks from his brother's hands.

Therefore, Hong Pi does not have to worry too much about the current situation at all, but is not in a hurry and follows step by step.

Anyway, he still wants to use his brother to seal and deduce the perfect secret of heavenly evolution for him.

This is also one of the reasons why he tried not to interfere with Hong Yi.

……

More than a month has passed in a hurry.

It's night.

At this time, Hong Yi didn't know that the brother he had always remembered in his heart had been calculating him.

His heart was beating like a drum right now.

Just because he had just practiced the Confucian method of sanctification, he came out of his shell with his thoughts and traveled to the Hou Mansion at night.

I inadvertently probed some secrets, and also peeked into two Confucian arts from Hong Xuejiao, the Great Martial Huazhang and the Five Methods of Shooting Thieves, all of which are excellent and extremely secret methods of refining the body.

Coupled with the mountain wall scriptures he obtained from Bai Ziyue, they were all-encompassing, and there seemed to be countless peerless martial arts.

There is also the treasure sutra of the town temple of the Great Zen Temple, the past Mida Sutra.

Everything is coveted by the world.

These are not the reasons why his heart is racing and he is unable to calm down.

The real reason is the thin old man standing in front of him, the henchman of his father Wu Wenhou, and the butler of Wu Da of the Hou Mansion.

"Young Master, Master Hou is back and wants to see you."

"Father is back?" Hong Yi was shocked.

Although the housekeeper Wu was leaning and looking old, Hong Yi didn't dare to look down on him.

Now he has not only obtained many treasure scriptures, but also cultivated into a thought god, which is equivalent to the Yin God of Taoism.

He didn't know if he could hide it from his father.

His father followed etiquette and ruled the family very strictly.

Hong Yi saw it with his own eyes, the son of the third lady was drunk because of greed, and missed the time for Hong Xuanji to take the homework, so he was dragged down to carry out the family law, his legs were broken, and he lay on the bed for half a year.

If it was known that he had violated the ban, not only practiced martial arts, but also practiced the Confucian method that was strictly forbidden by the entire Hou Mansion, he would definitely not end well.

However, Hong Yi didn't dare to disobey now, and he didn't go to see Hong Xuanji.

I had to follow Butler Wu through the layers of deep courtyards and come to Hong Xuanji's study.

Stepping into the door of the study, Hong Yi's restless mind calmed down.

The butler Wu beside him was slightly surprised.

"Stand on the side."

A tall figure, crouching on the desk, was reviewing the papers.

Hong Yi came in, he didn't raise his head, and said in a cold voice.

Hong Yi could only stand aside obediently and wait quietly.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Hong Xuanji put the scroll aside and slowly raised his head.

Hong Yi only felt two sharp rays as sharp as a sword slash across his body, and even his divine sense was slightly cold.

"I heard that your Yongchun County Lord continued two lines of poetry, and you also received a gift from the Duke of Xiaoli because of this?"

"Why? Tricking your crooked talents? If you don't read the scriptures, you dare to use them to invite you to collect money, don't follow the right path, and do these crooked ways? Well? ”

Hong Xuanji's voice was cold, which made Hong Yi's heart awe-inspiring.

That soft hum made the whole study cold out of thin air, like being in an ice cave.

If it weren't for Hong Yihaoran's success, and his cultivation of Confucianism, he would have been paralyzed a long time ago.

There was only an unspeakable anger in his chest.

What is the truth? Correct path?

Have you ever taught me any doctrine or righteousness?

If it weren't for my chances, I wouldn't even have a book to read.

Now you say that I am a crooked way?

Hong Yi silently recited the Qi Nourishing Sutra he had read in his heart, and instantly smoothed the depression in his heart.

He bowed down and said, "My father has taught me a lesson, and I won't dare in the future." ”

He knew he couldn't show the slightest dissatisfaction, or the consequences would be unimaginable.

"In this matter, you violated the family law, and I was going to beat you with a stick, but now that you have a meritorious reputation, the spring will start after the year, and it is the Enke test, which is a national ceremony, and you have a meritorious reputation, and you are missing,"

"Let's make a note for the time being, if you can pass the exam, you will be spared, a write-off, if not, two penalties will be imposed."

Hong Xuanji said coldly.

Without waiting for Hong Yi to answer, he lowered his head again: "You go out." ”

"Yes, Father."

Hong Yi didn't dare to say more, and obediently bowed and withdrew.

"You are almost an adult, now that you have a fame, you should study well, don't learn those reckless men to dance and play bow and horse martial arts."

As he was about to exit the door, another cold word came from him, which made him feel cold all over his body, like falling into an ice cave.

When he finally returned to his small courtyard, he was already sweating profusely as if he had just come out of the furnace.

Hong Yi knew that his cultivation had already been seen by his father.

At least he saw that he practiced martial arts, and the gods should not have seen it, otherwise it would definitely be difficult for him.

At this time, he did not regret it, but only had one thought.

Practice!

If he was also a first-class martial saint, how could he be so helpless?

trembling so much in front of him, how can he get the grace for his mother and eldest brother?

"Boom!"

Just when he saw his father for this rare time, he was only full of resentment.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

This loud noise, like thunder falling from the sky, almost shook the entire Yujing City.

"Humph!"

Xuan even heard a soft snort, coming from the depths of the Hou Mansion.

Hong Yi just heard it, and his whole person was shaky and shocked......