The New Year of the sixtieth year of the Daqian Dynasty has finally arrived.

In the entire Yujing City, the sound of firecrackers roaring has been constantly sounding since night, and it has not stopped until the early hours of the morning.

The streets are full of lanterns, dragon lanterns, singing and dancing, selling food, civilians, merchants, and scholars from all over the country have also taken to the streets, while having a lively time, celebrating the national fortune of Jiaziding.

On the Wufeng Tower of the Imperial Palace, Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan carried the queen and many concubines and a group of princes, carefully admiring the lights of the city.

Countless fireworks soaring into the sky seem to mark that the true prosperity of the Daqian Dynasty has reached its peak.

Yujing City is the largest city in the world, and the customs of the New Year are different from other places, and it is a lively one. From Chinese New Year's Eve to the fifteenth day, night dragon lanterns and fireworks are enough to make foreign envoys feel the strength and prosperity of the Celestial Empire.

It was a night of excitement for everyone. Civilians have the New Year's law of the common people, and they go to the streets to be lively, while the big families gather together to celebrate the New Year, roast on charcoal, eat all kinds of snacks and fruit pots, and drink tea.

However, unlike the reunion of other families, the Jingbian Hou Mansion is exceptionally deserted.

In addition to the fact that the master of the Hou Mansion was not in the mansion and was invited by Emperor Qian to watch the prosperous night view of Wufeng Tower, it was also because many slaves in the mansion were released from the mansion and went to reunite with their relatives for the New Year.

It's just that Hong Yi didn't care about this, and the anti-righteous father specially accompanied him to eat a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, which already satisfied him, but the more lively it was outside, the more peaceful and distant his heart was.

At this moment he was sitting cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed, his whole body not moving, as if he was in a state of flux, but in fact he was silently thinking about it, transporting his spirit to his own eyes, and then suddenly opened his eyes and looked at a lice in front of the window that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

But in Hong Yi's eyes, this lice was as big as a fist, and the carapace on its body was distinct, and he could even see the bounce trajectory of its six legs.

As soon as his mind moved, Hong Yi suddenly stood up from the bed, grabbed the bow next to him, but did not take the arrow, just opened the bow and shot falsely, pulling this excellent strong bow into a full moon, and then released the bowstring with a bang.

Immediately, a strong wind struck the flying lice, and directly swept it into powder, and it died no longer.

After pulling out the bow, Hong Yi lifted the bow and walked out of the door, looking up at the starry sky in the sky, but still did not take the arrow, but fired the bow again.

"Bow left and right!"

Facing the void, he opened the bow three times in a row, and between the sound of the strings, Hong Yi turned over, turned the bow to his right hand, pulled the string with his left hand, and shot the left side.

After the false shot passed the left side, Hong Yi made another big turn, bowed to the left hand, opened the string with the right hand, and shot the right side.

This series of shots, the bowstring popped, and the sound of bouncing seemed to cut the air open. Hong Yi's whole body was soaked, sweating profusely, the green tendons burst out, and the large pieces of meat were also bulging and squeezing each other.

But Hong Yi still didn't stop, twisted his waist violently, his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he roared, up and down, left and right, and in all directions, and opened a bow once, and the huge pull of his arms pulled the two hundred and forty pound strong bow to a click, as if the air-dried wood was exploding.

Bang!

In the middle of a series of false shots, this good bow finally couldn't stand Hong Yi's pulling, and the string broke in an instant, and the bow body was also broken.

Between the quick opening of the bow, this big bow of more than 200 catties was actually torn apart by him.

"The hard work of these days has not been in vain, and the few hits just now have shown my achievements!"

Since his biological father Hong Xuanji passed the house, the desperate desire to become stronger in Hong Yi's heart can't help but be stronger, and he is immersed in hard practice every day, in addition to meditating and contemplating the past Mida Sutra, that is, practicing Bajiquan, almost without stopping.

Bajiquan is the top foundation building martial arts taught by his stepfather Xia Yang, which naturally has a set of special training methods, which can rely on the method of opening the bow to twist the muscles and flesh of the whole body, all to the hand, and then tremble with the ejection of the bowstring.

Every time the bow is opened, it is equivalent to twisting, twisting, twisting, and shaking the muscles of the whole body.

These days, he has to destroy such a strong bow worth hundreds of taels almost every day, if it was changed in the past, this is something he can't imagine at all, but now with the financial support of the Jingbian Marquis Mansion, this is nothing.

After practicing his strength, Hong Yi came to the courtyard, grabbed a spear directly, and shook it hard.

My father-in-law said that the big spear technique is closely related to Baji Boxing, which is the foundation of boxing, and he has always kept it in mind and does not dare to slack off.

After practicing spearmanship for an hour, Hong Yi put down the spear, turned around and went back to the room, sat back on the bed, and practiced the contemplation of the Mida Sutra.

Close your eyes, concentrate your mind, store the starry sky in your thoughts, and the infinite light will shoot again, inch by inch into your mind.

The starlight entered the brain, and all kinds of illusions suddenly followed, but Hong Yi stuck to his heart, standing still, and the past Buddha he visualized suppressed everything, and with great wisdom and great concentration, he subdued all kinds of demons that came out of his inner vision, and exercised his soul more and more tenacity.

"In a short period of time, the changes have been ...... a sea change"

It wasn't until after the cultivation was completed that Hong Yi opened his eyes again and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

recalled that some time ago, he was just a scholar who was powerless, but now he has cultivated the "Eight Extremes Fist" and the "Past Mida Sutra", and has reached the level of an innate peak martial artist and a master of Taoism in the realm of exorcism. If it had been placed in the past, it would have been completely unthinkable!

"The saint has clouds, and the king treats me as a countryman, and I should repay him as a countryman. You treat me as a passerby, and I repay you as a passerby. If I have something to achieve in the future, I should treat him as my own father, so that I can get the cultivation grace of my father. ”

Hong Yi's heart can be said to be full of gratitude to Xia Yang. He once begged his father more than once to practice bow and horse martial arts, but was rejected by Hong Xuanji every time. In his opinion, his so-called biological father is too far away from Xia Yang's father-in-law, if it weren't for the appearance of his father-in-law, he might only be a weak scholar in this life, and I'm afraid he wouldn't have had the opportunity to embark on this wonderful path of cultivation at all.

The night was getting deeper, and just as Hong Yi cleaned up and was about to go to bed, he saw Xia Yang enter his courtyard through the window, and hurriedly opened the door and went out.

"Father-in-law, are you back, have you finished seeing Your Majesty?"

"After seeing it, your father Hong Xuanji is also there. Xia Yang entered Hong Yi's room and spoke indifferently.

"Oh. Hong Yi replied expressionlessly and didn't say anything.

Xia Yang didn't care about his emotions, but just said to himself: "Ah Yi, now that the New Year has passed, it won't be long before you think about it, and your father will leave Yujing, and you can only rely on yourself for the future." ”

Hong Yi was shocked when he heard this: "Father-in-law, don't you want to wait for me Enke before leaving? ”

"Tonight, your father made a statement to the emperor, saying that the Oneiroi Machine had been born again, and it seemed that he had gone to Yunmeng, worried that there would be changes at the border pass. The implication was that I wanted to leave Yujing as soon as possible, so I agreed. Xia Yang said.

"What, the Oneiroi machine was born? My father said it? I want the emperor to transfer your father-in-law from Yujing?" Hong Yi's face changed suddenly. Not only had he heard of the name Oneiroi more than once, but it was also because his father Hong Xuanji proposed that he wanted his stepfather to return to the border.

"It's nothing. Xia Yang shook his head: "I went back to Yujing, mainly for Ah Yi, and during this period of time, under the teaching of your father, you can be regarded as having a certain amount of self-preservation, and it is time for your father-in-law to retire." ”

Seeing Hong Yi's nervous expression, Xia Yang patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, although you have no ambition in Hongfu, as long as you continue to cultivate diligently, and the scientific examination goes smoothly, the future will naturally be bright. ”

Hong Yi was silent for a moment, and then nodded heavily: "Father-in-law, don't worry, the child remembers the four words 'self-improvement' you told me, and he is naturally not afraid of everything!"

After a pause, he suddenly asked again: "But Father-in-law, is that Oneiroi really so powerful? Do you have to rush back to the border in person?"

Xia Yang smiled faintly, and asked without answering, "Do you know, what is your mother's name?"

Hong Yi was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know why his father-in-law asked his mother's name, but although he was a son of man, he had never heard his mother mention his name, so he couldn't help but shake his head and said: "I don't know, I just heard Mrs. Zhao say that my mother seems to have been a woman in a Qinglou and was from a low background, so she was suppressed in this Hou Mansion, and finally made her depressed!"

Although these things were extremely disgraceful, in front of his father-in-law, Hong Yi didn't feel that there was anything to hide.

"Humph!"

Xia Yang's face suddenly turned cold, and he snorted: "Your father's mother's Daluo faction, the lady of the main house, doesn't know how many intolerable evil things he has done in the south, relying on your father Hong Xuanji to support him behind his back, he doesn't know how much blood is stained in his hands, abducting and selling women and young girls, and there are many crimes, if it weren't for the fact that these people were handed over to you to deal with in the future, Ben Hou would have sent them to hell a long time ago!"

Hearing his father-in-law's words, Hong Yi was shocked to the extreme!

He never thought that Mrs. Zhao, who was usually high-minded, would be so ugly behind her mother's family, and he didn't dare to imagine that his father, a generation of science masters, would be such a person behind him?

And what surprised him even more was the following sentence: "Father-in-law, you just said that those people want to ...... Leave it to me?"

"Not bad. Xia Yang nodded: "These people, including your father, can be said to be the culprits who killed your mother! Their crimes, when you become an official in the future and go to the south, you will naturally be clear." ”

"What? my father...... Was...... The culprit who killed my mother?" Hong Yi's eyes suddenly turned red.

Then he suddenly remembered that his father-in-law seemed to have an old acquaintance with his mother, and he couldn't help but quickly ask, "Father-in-law, you said you knew my mother before, do you know her name?"

Xia Yang was silent for a moment, then he raised his hand, looked out the window and said, "Your mother's name is Meng Bingyun, she is the holy daughter of the Supreme Dao, and she is also the sister of the Oneiroi Machine. ”

Hong Yi was stunned, he didn't expect that his mother was not only not from Qinglou, but also the sister of the Taishang Dao Sect Master Oneiroi Machine in the ***** of the Taishang Dao.

It's just that according to the words of his father-in-law, shouldn't his mother be a cultivator, how could she be forced to death by that vicious Mrs. Zhao?

Under the full doubts, he immediately couldn't help but ask anxiously: "Father-in-law, since my mother is a saint of the Supreme Dao, she must be profound, how could she be angry with that Mrs. Zhao? And what does my father have to do with her death? Besides, why didn't that Oneiroi machine come to save her, isn't my mother his sister?"

"It's a long story. Xia Yang sighed lightly.

He didn't intend to hide these things, now that Hong Yi has grown up, he naturally has the right to know all this, not to mention that even if he doesn't say it, Hong Yi will learn about it from other places sooner or later.

"The way of life of the Taishang Dao is different from others, known as the Taishang forgetfulness, the most jealous of emotion, once emotional, it will break the heart of the Dao, and the cultivation is lost. Back then, your mother was angry with Mrs. Zhao because of Hong Xuan's affection, so she broke her Dao heart, so that her Dao skills gradually disappeared. And your father, naturally, knew all this, but he didn't stop it, and even Mrs. Zhao killed your mother, which was also under his acquiescence!"

Xia Yang said slowly: "As for the Dream God Machine, although he and your mother are brother and sister, he cultivates the way of forgetting love, so naturally he needs to cut off all love, not only love, but also family affection and friendship." If your mother's heart is not broken, she may still be valuable in his eyes, and the saint who has broken her heart is naturally worthless in the eyes of the Oneiroi machine, so how can she come to save her?"

After hearing all this, Hong Yi finally understood completely, and couldn't help but clench his two fists into his flesh, and his heart was even colder, and he couldn't even stop shaking his body.

He had completely figured out all the things he didn't understand before, and in his eyes, his father Hong Xuanji and the Dream God Machine who was nominally his uncle were completely the same kind of people, outright ruthless!

This point, whether it is the Taishang Taoist Taishang forgetfulness, or from the doctrine of the Rational School established by his father Hong Xuanji, it can be seen that in the eyes of their kind of people, there are only valuable and worthless people.

When his mother had Taoism, she was naturally a valuable person, and when Hong Xuanji's mother married back, she naturally didn't care about her mother's background. And once his mother loses his Taoism, he will become a worthless person, and he will not be ignored even if he is forced to die by Mrs. Zhao.

"Mother, what you have entrusted all your life is not a good person!"

Hong Yi only felt that the blood was surging in her brain, in addition to being extremely angry, she also felt deeply unworthy for her mother! The people she loved, as well as her brother, were all cold-blooded and ruthless people, and it was the encounter with such a person that led to her later unfortunate ending.

Feeling Hong Yi's grief and indignation, Xia Yang patted him on the shoulder again and said quietly: "Ah Yi, don't be discouraged, you just need to remember that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, and when you have the ability, you can naturally get justice for your mother!"

Hong Yi bit his lip tightly, and after a while, he nodded: "The child understands." ”

Xia Yang snorted lightly, and said: "After the beginning of spring, it is the time of Enke, whether you can achieve your goal depends on your own creation, and at this point, being a father can't help you anything." ”

Hong Yi shook his head: "My father-in-law has done enough for me, and I don't need to do anything more." Rest assured, the child will live up to expectations!"

He clenched his fists, and his face was full of determination. Now his goal is no longer as simple as a simple move, he has made up his mind, not only to wash away the humiliation on his mother, but also to make the Zhao family, as well as his father, pay the price for what he did!

"It's good if you have faith. Xia Yang glanced at him and nodded: "With the temperament of your father and that Mrs. Zhao, they will inevitably deal with you, so after you are promoted, don't get caught up in officialdom, so as not to be suppressed." Remember one thing, if a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, instead of staying in Yujing and intriguing with others, it is better to leave this place of right and wrong and go to join the army. With your current martial arts cultivation, it is enough to occupy a corner of the army and make contributions on the battlefield. But after that, everything depends on you, unless you have to, your father-in-law will not help you, or that sentence, a gentleman strives for self-improvement, this is a tempering for you, understand?"

"The boy knows. Hong Yi responded solemnly.

Xia Yang nodded calmly: "When your father leaves in two days, you don't have to come to send it, and you can prepare for the exam and practice with peace of mind, and when you achieve martial saints and ghosts and immortals in the future, you and my father and son will have their own goodbye days." Alright, you can rest!"

After speaking, he waved his hand, signaling that Hong Yi did not need to send him off, and left the room by himself.