For Dongfang Yi to step into the Arhat realm, it caused an uproar in the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism and the court, and Dongfang Yi, who practiced Yin and Yang Wuji Gong, actually became the Arhat realm, such an unprecedented thing simply subverted their perception of martial arts, and everyone in the court felt the call of the storm, Dongfang Yi, who was only sixteen years old, became the youngest first-class master in Daliang, so when he returned to the court two years later, wouldn't this Feng'an be a river of blood? However, although these people thought a lot, but no one guessed Dongfang Yi's thoughts.

When Dongfang Yi stepped into a product, he had neither joy nor sadness, as if he had changed his soul with Bushan the day before, and sat there in a daze, for two whole days, not a drop of water entered, and the head was spinning rapidly in front of him.

Bu Shan was speechless, and in the end he was afraid that this kid would starve to death there, he turned over the fire, and said angrily, "If you continue like this, you don't need your fifth brother to send someone to kill you, you will go to see the king of Hades yourself! And I tell you kid, even if I return to the pilgrimage realm, you step into a product, don't do that thing in vain, there is still a year and two months to go to the martial arts conference, during this time your stability is the key, otherwise what do you do to help Shangguan that girl?"

"Since you have returned to the Pilgrimage Realm, is the Sacred Realm also coming soon?" Dongfang Yi asked.

Bu Shan hesitated, sat down against the stone pillar in the hall, shook his head and said, "Difficult, the holy realm not only needs a state of mind, but also an opportunity." ”

"What about using the Flame Spirit Mirror?" Dongfang Yi asked with burning eyes.

Bu Shan sneered and said, "Use the Flame Spirit Mirror? Do you think that thing is also a holy thing? It's just a medium carrier, if you want to enter the Holy Realm, you need not only vitality, but also precipitation, I have just returned to the Pilgrimage Realm, at least there must be one or two evenly matched fights to settle down, when Dongfang Shuo set a ban in my body, I have already destroyed my Qi Sea, to put it bluntly, if I want to return to the Holy Realm, I can only find another way. ”

"Is there a different way?" Dongfang Yi muttered to himself.

Bushan grabbed the roasted roast chicken, and said with a smile while gnawing, "Don't think about those things that are out of reach, there are only two things that are most important to you now, one is to stabilize the realm, and the other is to find the instrument spirit for the head." During this time, I also discovered that even if I helped you get the method of summoning the spirit cultivator of the Ten Thousand Weapons Sect, I am afraid that according to your strength, you will not be able to completely take the conferral head as your own, if it is not for the Yin and Yang Wuji Gong to resist on its own and contain the conferral head, this conferrer is afraid that the golden lotus summoned unintentionally will be re-refined. ”

"Can you still find the machine spirit?" Dongfang Yi wondered.

Bu Shan saw that Dongfang Yi was coming to his senses, pulled off a chicken leg, threw it to Dongfang Yi, and said with a smile. Many people know the time it takes for them to cultivate the spirit of the weapon, so many martial arts families who establish the world with weapons will use this time to cast a kind of invincible weapon spirit, which is called the soul by the world, according to the ancient weapon genealogy, in the chaos of the Spring and Autumn Period, in order to be able to cultivate the divine soldiers, many military casters will look for spiritual things in the world, put them into the casting furnace, to refine the soul of the divine soldiers, among which there are many military casters who take human lives to refine the soul, do you know the Xuanyuan Sword?

"I've heard it, it is rumored that the Yellow Emperor Shennong's clan forged a divine weapon forged by the gods in order to eradicate the demon Chiyou. Dongfang Yi nodded.

Bu Shan smiled and said, "Then do you know how long the Xuanyuan Sword has been cast?"

"I don't know. Dongfang Yi shook his head and said.

Bushan put the roast chicken on his lap, stretched out one finger and made a nine gesture, and then the other hand did the same, chuckling and chuckling, "It is rumored to be a year, but its sword soul has been cast for decades!"

"How do you know?" Dongfang Yihu wondered.

Bushan withdrew his hands, nibbled on the roast chicken, and said angrily, "It's all said that it's a rumor, I naturally heard about it, can I still travel back through time and space to watch the emperor forge a sword?"

When Dongfang Yi heard this, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and then puzzled, "What does the Xuanyuan Sword have to do with the machine spirit?"

"When did I say they were related? I'm just giving examples, do you understand?" Bushan chuckled as he chewed the chicken.

Dongfang Yi smiled and said, "Then you continue, continue, I'll listen!"

gnawed the roast chicken in his hand, threw the bones aside with his hand, and then put his oil-stained hands on Wuxin, who was still sleeping on the side, and rubbed it, and said with a smile, "The divine soldier has been refining the soul for nearly a hundred years, and then put it into the weapon, this is the generation of the divine weapon, and the head is now the soulless weapon, you want it to only obey your orders, not at the mercy of anyone or anything, then you can only look for the soul of the soldier who is about to break out of the furnace, and it just so happens that the old man knows a place." ”

When Dongfang Yi heard this, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly asked, "Where?"

"Wanjian Villa!" Bushan put his hands on his sleeves, his eyes slightly closed, and said meaningfully.

Wanjian Villa, established at the time of Ming Wu's accession to the throne, is one of the top ten sects in the world, it is said that the owner Wan Mohan and Liu Ran, Zhang Yuqi, Shangguan Tieying, and the great master of the sword method Hong Yu are tied for the seven great masters, and the remaining two are Tuoba Zhaoming and Murong Liangcai of the Northern Desert, although Da Liang has these five great masters, but on the battlefield, these five people have never been as active as the two of them in the Northern Desert, except for Zhang Yuqi and Shangguan Tieying who occasionally rushed to Mobei to support Dongfang Sheng, the rest of the people rarely appear in the world's field of vision.

What is the difference between going to Wanjian Mountain Villa to ask for a machine spirit, and looking for death? Wan Mohan's withdrawn temperament, it is said that he didn't even bother to attend the martial arts conference, if it weren't for Hong Yu's door-to-door challenge, Tianji Valley would not have listed him on the Heavenly Hunting List.

Thinking of the sword master Hong Yu, Dongfang Yi couldn't help but think of the stupid lack who broke up with him in Jingzhou, if Hong Yu really took refuge in the fifth child, then Zhen Shuai would definitely fall into the hands of the fifth child, according to the fifth person's character, he would definitely use Zhen Shuai to deal with himself, if Zhen Shuai and him really had that day, would Dongfang Yi make a move? The stupid boy who accompanied him for a month, after learning his identity, how would he choose?

From advanced to machine spirit, from machine spirit to Zhen Shuai, Dongfang Yi bit the chicken leg, stared at the fire, and fell into deep thought.

In the early morning of the next day, Wuxin woke up, and when he found Dongfang Yi sitting there, the old man snoring loudly, he unintentionally touched his cooing belly, and asked weakly, "Dongfang donor, do you have a meal?"

Hearing this, Dongfang Yi glanced at the chicken bones that he had been catching all night, and then shook his head and said, "No, you wait for me, I'll go out and find you some wild fruits to satisfy your hunger." ”

Wuxin clasped his hands together and thanked him, "Thank you to the donor of the East." ”

A quarter of an hour later, Dongfang Yi carried the fruit picked from the fruit tree in the apse, held it to Wuxin's side, and then pushed Bushan, and said softly, "Senior has eaten!"

Bushan yawned, grabbed a fruit, frowned at Dongfang Yi and asked, "Haven't slept all night?"

Dongfang Yi nodded and said, "I can't sleep!"

After taking a bite of the sour green fruit, Bu Shan sneered, "What's the point that you can't sleep? Why do you have so many things in your heart? Instead of thinking so much here, you might as well do it directly, what can Wan Mohan do if he is a pilgrimage realm? Isn't the old man the old man? The Zhao family boy, Zhao Qiancheng and Chu Wenjie have all let you accumulate strength, and now that there is such an opportunity in front of you, what else do you have to think of?"

Dongfang Yi picked up a green fruit, rubbed the surface of the fruit, and chuckled, "I'm not thinking about this, nor returning to the southeast, but I'm thinking, even if I improve my strength, can I really deal with the mastermind behind the scenes?

"What to do, take one step at a time, can you still swallow a fat man in one go?" Bushan sneered.

Dongfang Yi restrained his smile, got up and walked slowly towards the door with his back to the two of them, and said as he walked, "I can't swallow a fat man, but I still have the ability to create a force, since I have to face the other party sooner or later, I plan to go to the second uncle and take over the Northern Army, I don't believe that there is anyone else in this world who can stop the soldiers of the Northern Army." ”

Looking at Dongfang Yi's back, Bu Shan took a bite of the green fruit in his hand, shook his head and smiled, "What a big belongings, there is this kid in this world, I'm afraid it's going to be uneasy." ”

Hearing this, he first looked at Bushan, and then turned his head to Dongfang Yi, who was standing at the door of the main hall, with a puzzled face.

Seeing this, Bu Shan picked up a green fruit, looked at the little monk and chuckled, "If the world is full of blood, what should you Buddhist disciples do?"

Wuxin hurriedly waved his hand and said, "With the Eastern donor here, nothing like that will happen!"

"Oh, how do you know?" asked Ayuzen with an eyebrow.

Wuxin shook his head and said, "I don't know, but the little monk can detect that the Dongfang donor is definitely not the kind of person the donor said." ”

In the face of the unintentional answer, Bu Shan smiled indifferently, isn't Dongfang Yi that kind of person? A prince whose heart is full of anger, bent on avenging his mother, even ignores his biological father's holy decree, if it weren't for the persuasion of his friends and the entrustment of his elders, that kid is afraid that he will poke a hole out of the sky, with his character, after holding an army of 300,000, how can he not challenge the truth? And the forces that can treat the pilgrimage realm as a killer, how can they let Dongfang Yi Hu come? The two collide, will this world be peaceful?

After breakfast, Bu Shan found Dongfang Yi and proposed to leave Shu County and rush to Xiangyang, Dongfang Yi readily agreed, so the three of them simply cleaned up, and Bu Shan put the Thousand Demon Gate Treasure Yan Spirit Mirror into Dongfang Yi's bag, and took it with him when he went to the Northern Desert to help him absorb the Haoran Qi of the Northern Desert.

Half a month later, the three of them left Shu in a carriage and rode Xiao Hei from Yiling to Xiangyang.

However, at this moment, Dongfang Yi and they don't know about the major events that have happened in the martial arts, and the demon eradication conference initiated by the descendants of the six sects and seven factions has been held in Kaifeng, and the goal is directly aimed at Bushan and Dongfang Yi.

When the two of them knew about this, it was when they stepped into Xiangyang, and Bushan was just enough, why did the other party still bring Dongfang Yi with them? Martial arts people are looking for trouble as the prince of the dynasty, aren't they afraid that the imperial court will send troops to exterminate them?

With this doubt, Dongfang Yi stepped into the Jingzhou Thorn Mansion.

Jingzhou Thorn Shi Ma Shao, is the husband of the eldest princess of the dynasty, also Dongfang Yi's brother-in-law, and Dongfang Yi's best friend, Ma Yun's own brother, is very bookish, is a family of military generals, the only literati of the Ma family.

Inviting Dongfang Yi and the three of them into the inner hall, Ma Shao took Dongfang Yi's hand and complained, "Xiao Jiu, it's fortunate that you are here, otherwise your eldest sister would have picked my skin, and I don't know who she learned from the news that you went to the Yuxu faction, almost a letter a day, forcing me to lead troops to the Yuxu faction and bring you out from Yue'er." ”

I don't know if it's the reason for the concubine and the queen, Dongfang Yi's third sister and eldest sister have looked down on each other since they were children, one is cold, the other is laughing and scolding, but the two have surprisingly the same attitude on Dongfang Yi's issue, that is, I can bully my younger brother, others can't, even if it's my own brothers and sisters, so the two of them fought in the palace when they were young.

patted the back of Ma Shao's hand, Dongfang Yi withdrew his hand, and said with a smile, "I'll write a letter to help you explain when you go back!"

"Thank you Xiao Jiu, thank you Xiao Jiu!" Ma Shao said with a grateful face full of grievances.

After talking about family affairs, Dongfang Yi didn't beat around the bush, hugged Ma Shao's shoulders and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on with the recent order issued by the rivers and lakes to eliminate demons and defend the Dao, why are you still involved in me?"

When Ma Shao heard this, he glanced at Bushan behind Dongfang Yi, and said in a low voice, "It is said that the Wuyin Temple has opened, and the group of monks is taking the lead, the purpose is to take back the ruler in your hand!"

Hearing the birth of Wuyin Temple, Dongfang Yi glanced back at Bushan, and saw that it was full of solemnity, so he said in a low voice, "Brother-in-law, please help me collect the news of the rivers and lakes during this time and see if there is anything else." ”

"No problem, wrap it on me!" Ma Shao patted his chest.

That looks like a hero than Dongfang Yidu.