The purple and gold crown, the Wuhou suit, and there was a wordless majesty emanating from sitting there.

For decades, he has assisted Yang Pan to regulate yin and yang and adjust the situation in the world.

Even when Hong Xuanji didn't speak, he naturally had a bearing.

It is like a god king who has mastered the fate of countless beings and dominates the gods, and the kung fu frame has penetrated deep into his bone marrow.

It's as if even if he is sitting there, he has been practicing martial arts pile gong.

But it is these things that Hong Xuanji showed, and if he wanted to give Hong Yi a dismount, he could really make sure that Hong Xuanji's martial arts had completely entered the fork in the road.

Even if he can break through to the supreme realm of shattering the vacuum in the future, he will not be his opponent.

It seems to be grandiose, all-encompassing fist intent, but it has completely lost the true righteous path, reincarnating life and death?

It is true that the heavens and the earth are round, but trying to grasp the principles of the heavens and the earth with the power of living beings is nothing but vain, and it is also a seemingly grand and erroneous path.

Any true sage pays attention to expounding the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth based on the principles of human beings, rather than directly mastering the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

In this way, it seems that it will be powerful for a while, but in fact, the farther away from that humanity, the farther away from heaven and earth.

Without his own fundamental way, his strength only rises with the prosperity of heaven and earth, and dissipates extremely quickly just as heaven and earth enter and fall.

As a top existence who has entered the realm of human immortals, Hong Xuanji's mind is so keen, and in a short period of time, he sensed that the little awe that was left in Hong Yi's heart completely dissipated.

Although I don't know why this is the case, if you really want to subdue Hong Yi, you can't sit idly by.

has made several miscalculations, Hong Xuanji has already taken out the greatest importance to the son born to himself and Meng Bingyun.

"When you return home after a long trip, is there any discomfort?"

A deep and mellow voice sounded, and every word was spit out very safely.

The tough tone also carries the care of a parent.

But Hong Yi didn't care about the meaning.

After bowing and seeing his father, he lowered his hands to his sides and replied peacefully.

"Traveled all the way, had a wide range of knowledge, met good mentors and friends, and had no discomfort."

Between the questions and answers, it is extremely decent, but it is more like the monarch and the minister playing right, and there is no feeling between relatives.

If it was before, Hong Xuanji must have felt that such an atmosphere was right, as a master of science, he was even faintly the leader of the science school.

Hong Xuanji pays attention to the father and son of the monarch and the minister, and the ethics are constant, and there must be no trace of transgression, rules and regulations, and trivial and cumbersome, which is not only to show the authority of the superior, but also to control everything that is lower than him in his hands.

But today he actually felt the feeling of being stabbed by his beliefs, and it also gave rise to a nameless anger.

The status of Hong Xuanji cannot be revealed at all.

Otherwise, if Hong Yi perceives it, he will only feel that he has won without a fight.

"It is a good thing to have something to gain and achieve, but don't be proud, when you have nothing to do, you should go to the country to walk around more, listen to the teachings of the teacher such as the sacrificial wine, and soon it will be the time of the scientific examination, don't take it lightly, the commentary on the scriptures is quite different from the way of the scientific examination, and don't lose confidence in case of loss."

This is the end of words, and so is Hong Xuanji's patience.

"Children remember their father's teachings."

Hong Yi arched his hand again, and when he saw Hong Xuanji, he didn't seem to have anything to say.

"The child doesn't bother his father to deal with government affairs, but just allows the child to say more."

"Heaven is reasonable, people want it, or people want it, I hope my father thinks about it more."

Seeing Hong Xuanji's pair of sword-like thick eyebrows gradually wrinkled, Hong Yi stopped staying.

turned around and left directly, not minding that all his empty doors were exposed to Hong Xuanji.

Seeing Hong Yi's actions, I have to say that Hong Xuanji really had a surge of murderous intent in his heart, but he soon suppressed it.

Looking at Hong Yi's figure gradually moving away, the Hou Ye, who had been in charge of the political situation in the world for many years, muttered.

"Ben Hou, how could it be that the Dao Heart was broken because of a sinister son?"

As soon as the words fell, his eyes became higher and deeper, like a bottomless sky, clear as water at first glance, but after careful consideration, he couldn't see the things inside clearly, and could only see a piece of mixed elements.

The birth of Xinxue has changed the situation of the entire world, and naturally it has also affected the cultivation realm of this person who is at the peak of the great cadres.

Those who see the mountains get the mountains, and those who meet the water enjoy the water.

This knowledge is like a mirror, and it also allows Hong Xuanji to see his future path, and it is also the reason why he can break the last bit of demon in his heart and jump out directly, and even in a short period of time, he has begun to comprehend his own tricks and reach the realm of a hundred tricks.

The next step is to condense the essence of the fist intent, and the spirit affects the material.

At this time, how could Hong Xuanji let Hong Yi easily break the Dao Heart Realm?

"Hmph, is there a dispute?"

Hong Xuanji's eyes closed and opened, turned around and took down a picture hanging on the study, looked at the scene on the painting, and suddenly smiled.

"Bingyun, is this your continuation of the Great Dao debate with me?"

With a gentle look, people can't see that this Hong Xuanji is the martial arts of the court, like a person with an iron heart of wood and stone.

But then he threw the scroll into the coal-basin, and the flames quickly engulfed it.

"It's a pity, the avenue has been completed, how can the dispute between the roads and the road mess with my heart?"

"I not only want to win, but also to change the way of that evil son, so that I can represent the battle between you and me, and there will be a winner after all!"

The categorical words, when Hong Xuanji raised his head again, he was already more and more indifferent, close to gods and demons and far away from the world!

...

Zhao Youqian waited outside the Wuwen Waiting Mansion, but he was not anxious.

Only occasionally noticed a few snooping glances, but Zhao Youqian was not a person who gave face or even pretended not to know.

Whoever comes to peep will have to feel what it means to be bored.

I'm afraid that these people have never encountered such an existence as Zhao Youqian, not to mention that their cultivation is unfathomable, and they don't have any intention of giving face at all.

As long as he senses the prying eyes of the divine soul, not only will that little thought be annihilated, but also fight back, but it will make many grandmothers in Wuwen Houfu who are not low in status directly deaf to Venus.

What's more, there were blood stains flowing out of the five orifices, and his face was pale, and his soul was greatly traumatized.

They don't dare to go out to find someone to theorize, and it doesn't hurt to abide by the unspoken rules of some things, but some people are unwilling to abide by it, and they have the strength to break the rules, so they can only make people suffer a loss and dare not speak up.

It was also at this moment that Mrs. Zhao, the wife of Wuwen Houfu, understood what a terrifying existence this inconspicuous young man who was following Hong Yi.

didn't wait long, seeing Hong Yi walking out of the Hou Mansion, Zhao Youqian smiled tacitly with him, and left side by side.

But before they walked a few steps, as soon as they arrived at Wenchang Street, a few hurried Tsing Yi Haonu saw them with happy faces and walked up.

"May I ask if it's Uncle Zhao?"

Zhao Youqian came to this life to call himself Zhao Da, but few people knew, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised to see such a few powerful slaves questioning.

"It's me, what's the matter?"

After a brief response, I saw these Haonu hands respectfully presenting a famous post.

"It's the little master of our building who invited the uncle to the banquet, and he invited the uncle not to refuse."

After saying that, they sent the invitation and hurried away.

However, Zhao Youqian looked at the name written on the invitation, thoughtfully, which also made Hong Yi quite curious.