After the first snow, Yujing Cheng, the silver is wrapped in extraordinarily enchanting, the whole capital is not silent because of the heavy snow, on the contrary, because it is close to the New Year, all countries have sent envoys to Yujing Cheng to meet, the traffic is busy, the fresh clothes are angry, and the city is prosperous and lively.

The city was very lively, and the mansion of the Marquis of Dingguo was also lively, and the servants began to clean under the arrangement of the housekeeper, cleaning all corners spotlessly, putting up lights, and preparing for the New Year.

However, regardless of the entire mansion inside and outside, the bustle of Yujing City is extraordinary, and it has nothing to do with Cheng Hao.

Since returning to the mansion, Cheng Hao has handed over all the matters that need to be prepared for the New Year in the mansion to the housekeeper to deal with, and he himself has set aside a lot of time to cultivate.

During the day, he practiced the two major exercises of tiger demon bone training and heavenly snake breathing, and at night, he closed the doors and windows and lit sandalwood, sat cross-legged on the bed and began to visualize the pagoda soul out of the body, this few days in a row, Cheng Hao felt that the body and soul have made great progress.

Especially the divine soul, it is much more condensed and stronger, even if the night breeze occasionally blows from the crack in the door, Cheng Hao only feels a little cold, and he is no longer almost lost like a drowning mortal before.

In the afternoon of this day, Cheng Hao's whole body crawled on the ground as usual, swaying his head from time to time, breathing sometimes rapidly and sometimes slowly, practicing the Heavenly Snake Breathing Technique.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Cheng Hao stood up, patted the dust on his body, and commanded loudly.

"Little Marquis, the scholar we met in Qiuyue Temple some time ago is here, he said that he is your friend, and I hope to see you. The butler Ah Fu walked in the door and bowed his head in reply.

"It's Hong Yi, please go to the living room and wait for a while, I'll go over later!"

With a simple command, Cheng Hao changed into a more formal purple robe, after all, Hong Yi came to him for the first time, and he was dressed formally, which was considered to be important to him.

When he came to the living room, Hong Yi was already sitting in the guest seat, and the maid next to him had prepared tea, and the housekeeper Ah Fu was standing aside, and Hong Yi was simply polite.

"Hong Yi, you're here. Walking into the hall, Cheng Hao waved his hand to signal everyone else to retreat, and then looked at Hong Yi with a serious expression, "Could it be that the eldest lady has already done something to you?"

"This is not yet, thank you Cheng Hao for your concern!" Hearing that Cheng Hao did not come up to be polite to him, but cared about his safety, Hong Yi's heart warmed, and he was a little more determined about his decision to come here this time.

"Cheng Hao, I'm here this time to show you something!" Hong Yi stood up and looked around cautiously, as if to make sure that no one else existed around.

"Don't be nervous, except for you and me, there is no one else here, no one else dares to come without my orders!"

"That's good!" Hong Yi nodded, and then asked, "Do you remember the Martial Scripture and Dao Scripture that Bai Ziyue left us when he left?"

Cheng Hao smiled and looked at Hong Yi with interest, "Naturally remember, I have already obtained Brother Bai's exercises, and if I continue to cultivate, I can reach the realm of the Martial Saint, and the Martial Sutra is only recorded in the realm of the Martial Saint, and the realm of the human immortals after that is not recorded, so I took the Dao Sutra and you took the Martial Sutra, what, what new discoveries did you make in the Martial Sutra?"

"It's really a new discovery!" Hong Yi looked serious, and slowly took out a thin silk scroll from his arms, which was densely packed with golden words, and among them was a golden Buddha statue, sitting in the void, countless sun, moon and stars revolving around it.

This is a Buddhist practice scripture!

Glancing at the silk scroll in Hong Yi's hand, Cheng Hao stood up suddenly, walked over to take the golden scripture, and saw three big characters in his eyes: Mida Sutra!

"This is what Brother Bai said before, the supreme scripture of the Great Chan Temple for cultivating the divine soul, the past Mida Sutra?" Looking at the scripture in his hand, Cheng Hao's voice trembled faintly, it was excited.

"That's true, I accidentally dropped that martial scripture into the brazier, and when I fished it up, the whole book had been burned, but I left such a scripture, not afraid of the flames!" Hong Yi simply explained how this Mida Sutra was obtained.

"Haha, Hong Yi, you are really lucky, even a treasure that can be encountered but cannot be sought by a demon immortal like Bai Ziyue was unintentionally obtained by you, this blessing is simply awe-inspiring!"

Grabbing the "Mida Sutra", Cheng Hao took a few deep breaths, and then barely calmed his mind and looked at Hong Yi with a serious expression.

"Hong Yi, you can not tell me this scripture at all, if you don't say it, no one will know!"

Hong Yi shook his head, his expression was much more indifferent than Cheng Hao's, "I have been reading the sage book for ten years, and I still understand the truth that I am not moved when I see the color, and I still understand the truth that the heart is not disturbed when I see the treasures." Besides, Brother Cheng was so kind to me before, and he even taught me all the Tiger Demon Bone Fist, how can this kindness and friendship be tarnished by a scripture?"

Glancing at Hong Yi deeply, at this moment, Cheng Hao admired him from the bottom of his heart, although this person's strength is still very weak, but I have to say that this is a very strong person in his heart, in the face of such a supreme cheat, he can be undisturbed, even Cheng Hao himself does not dare to guarantee that he can do it to such a degree.

"Cheng Hao, put this scripture here for you, I have already memorized the content of it in my mind, I don't need this silk scroll, and my strength is too weak, if the news of the Mida Sutra leaks out of me, I am afraid it will cause death." ”

"It's okay, this scripture is too precious, and it's really dangerous to put it in your place, so let me go first, and if you want to read it in the future, you can come to me at any time. ”

In the past, Cheng Hao just regarded Hong Yi as a treasure searcher and a guide by chance. But from this moment on, he really regarded Hong Yi as a friend he could make, and he really appreciated this kind of character with clear grievances and not eating alone.

When Hong Yi left, Cheng Hao didn't say any more nonsense, just patted him on the shoulder and made a heavy promise to him.

"If there's anything you can't solve, you can come to me!

......

Returning to the room, Cheng Hao did not watch the Mida Sutra for the first time, but sat cross-legged on the bed, and waited for his mood to completely calm down, before slowly opening the silk scroll in his hand and reading it word by word.

"As I heard, the soul of the gods is in the heavenly court, the heavenly court, the place where the gods return, and the spiritual platform of the Buddhas. Visualize the breath of the stars penetrating into the top, inch by inch, combining with the divine soul, the illusion is reborn, the divine soul can be cool, scorching, sour and spicy, and you can see the heavenly Qionglou Jade Maiden, and you can see the Shura evil ghosts, you can see the Heavenly Maiden Bodhisattvas, and you can see the gods of heaven and earth...... Visualize that there is a Buddha in the void, named Amitabha, who is the original face of all beings in heaven and earth, guarding the original thoughts, not being moved by everything, and can avoid disasters and misfortunes......"