"I didn't expect that I would reach the realm of night travel so quickly, the Taoist scriptures say that cultivators, to reach the realm of night travel, must practice at least more than a year of concentration and meditation before they can barely reach it, how can I reach it so quickly?"

Hong Yi's soul came out of the shell and wandered out of the door, feeling very comfortable.

It's as comfortable as splashing in the water on a hot day.

He walked forward with his feet a foot or two off the ground, feeling light and weightless, but without the solid feeling of walking in the flesh.

Moreover, the door and the wall could not block him, and as soon as the thought moved, he passed through.

The soul is a formless and substantiated thought, how can doors and walls block it?

"Some of the reading notes have the saying of wandering thousands of miles overnight. It is said that there is a Taoist priest and people face to face, suddenly sit still, wake up after a day, tell people what happened thousands of miles away, say that they have worked hard for a day, adjust their minds, and come back after a thousand miles of travel, but people do not believe it, but a month later, the news came thousands of miles away, and it really said exactly the same as the Taoist priest. I wonder if I have the ability to wander thousands of miles? Let's try it, how fast can the soul drift?"

This is the first night tour of the spirit, and Hong Yi feels very novel.

A thought moved, and his soul suddenly flew upward, and the speed of its drift increased.

"Why are you so struggling?"

As soon as his soul flew high and his speed accelerated, Hong Yi had a feeling as if he was out of breath, and at the same time, his body was cold, as if he was about to be blown away by the wind.

He quickly stopped thinking.

"I just flew one person high, and the drifting is just an ordinary person running, why is it so uncomfortable? Not to mention traveling thousands of miles back and forth, it is not much different from ordinary walking. Obviously, the spirit is not yet strong. However, the cultivation methods on the Mida Sutra are really dangerous. Visualize the power of the stars in your mind, and the illusions will be reborn, and you will stick to them one by one. If one can't hold on, his soul will be scattered. Really. The Taoist Sutra also records the White Bone View, the Shura View, the Jade Maiden View, the Ascension View, and so on, but I seem to have experienced all of these views and thoughts! No wonder this Mida Sutra is the source of the patriarchal law. ”

Hong Yi read the Taoist Sutra, which also recorded a lot of thoughts on strengthening the soul.

For example, the view of white bones: Visualize yourself rotting all over your body, covered with maggots and flies, and revealing your bones to dispel your fears.

Such as the view of the jade girl: Visualize yourself holding the jade girl, the jade girl makes all kinds of provocative actions, but she sticks to it and exercises the idea of her heart like ice and snow.

Such as the Shura view: visualize yourself in the midst of a hundred ghosts and ten thousand demons, without the slightest fear. It's also to go to horror.

Such as the concept of ascension: Visualize that there is a strong connection in the heavens to the white rì ascension of the divine soul, and resist the idea of this white rì ascension, which is also to eliminate the delusional mind.

All these contemplative scenes, Hong Yi seemed to have felt all of them when he was cultivating the Mida Sutra. In other words, the practice on the Mida Sutra, the moment of lightning and fire, contains all kinds of methods.

"Brother, I heard that Hong Yi was suddenly called by his father a few days ago, and asked the account office to pay him a hundred taels of silver to prepare for the imperial examination after the opening of Chūn, is there any meaning in it? Father began to pay attention to Hong Yi? This kid's father never paid attention to him. ”

Hong Yipiao wandered out of the corner of the Hou Mansion and wandered to the south.

At this time, it was already the dead of night, and the entire Hou Mansion slept and fell asleep except for the servants who carried lanterns to parade and inspect the night vigil.

However, Hong Yi suddenly heard a voice.

The sound was made in a large courtyard with high red paint walls, and the sound of fists and feet and conversations could be heard from the courtyard.

In the middle of the conversation, he actually mentioned himself.

The south courtyard of the Hou Mansion is called "Lanting Zhai", which is the residence of Mrs. Rong, the wife of the three-room flat.

In the Hou Mansion, the three ladies, namely Mrs. Zhao, the main wife, live in the middle of the Hou Mansion and have two sons.

Mrs. Fang, who lives in the east of the Hou Mansion, has a daughter, Hong Xuejiao.

Mrs. Sanfangrong, who lives in the south courtyard of Houfu "Lanting Zhai". He had a son.

The rest of the concubines lived in the west, but none of the three ladies could occupy one side like this.

The servants' wards, the housekeepers' accounts, and the maidservants were all concentrated in the northern corner.

Hong Yi walked through the wall and saw two men practicing fists and feet, one was dancing with a hardwood eyebrow stick, and the other seemed to be attacking the practitioner with his fists and feet.

The two of them went back and forth, fought for a few rounds, then stopped, and then talked.

Hong Yi recognized that these two people, it was Hong Gui, the son of Mrs. Rong of Sanfang, who was holding the stick, and it was Mrs. Rong's relative at the end of the party who parried the stick with his bare hands, called Rong Pan.

These two people, Hong Yi has studied and met together in the sect of the Hong family.

"Young Master Gui doesn't have to be angry with that kind of person. ”

Between the two conversations, Rong Pan said flatteringly.

"Hmph, this young master finally saw his father, but he was beaten by the family law, and he lay on the bed for half a year. There was resentment in Hong Gui's eyes: "This Hong Yi saw his father, but he was rewarded, and he actually gave him a hundred taels of silver in the account room." A lowly son, why is it not just that he has been admitted to a showman? ”

Hong Gui hated the way.

Rong Pan smiled, "Young Master Gui doesn't need to be angry, I heard that Hou Ye didn't let him practice martial arts, I can only be an official, but Wu is knighted, in the future, Young Master Gui has practiced martial arts, go to the army to 'talk about martial arts' for further study, with Hou Ye's prestige and connections in the army, after coming out, at least one party is the leader, after a few battles, isn't it another marquis? Even if this Hong Yi is admitted to the Jinshi and becomes an official? Maybe one will make the emperor unhappy, and it is common to rob his family and kill his head and be exiled. Although our Daqian Dynasty nominally respects scholars, it is not merciful in killing heads and copying homes. ”

"Even though I said that, I was just depressed. Hong Gui poked the stick into the ground.

"Cousin, what are you afraid of, it's just the son of a dead concubine, I've seen it in Zongxue, and it does pretend to be learned. If my cousin can't get used to it, when the sect school starts, I'll find a fork and beat him. ”

"Sure enough, there are gods three feet above their heads, and the mechanical yīn plot will be known by the ghosts and gods. Hmph...."

When Hong Yi heard this, he sneered in his heart, he didn't expect that when he was met by Wu Wenhou, he would be secretly jealous.

However, Hong Yi knew in his heart that this Hong Gui was drunk once and happened to be called by Wu Wenhou, so he was beaten up by the family.

Hearing the yīn scheme, Hong Yi was secretly on guard in his heart, and his soul floated out.

The soul floated to the east courtyard.

Just when he arrived at the "Yunting Zhai" in the East Courtyard, Hong Yi heard a crisp bang, as if something had been blown up and a porcelain bottle had been smashed. Then, the sound of shattering came out one after another, making it impossible to know what was going on inside.

Hong Yi wandered his soul into it again, and saw Hong Xuejiao standing in the courtyard practicing martial arts.

There was silence all around, only soft starlight sprinkled down.

Hong Xuejiao's figure shuttled left and right, every punch, every movement, made such a sound, and it seemed that the strong wind of the fist exploded, and it seemed that the bones in the body were shaking.

On the floor is a book with many human gestures and fonts, as well as annotations.

Hong Yi remembered his curiosity and wanted to open the cover of what kind of book it was. But he is out of the shell, but he can't turn the book.

At this moment, Hong Xuejiao's body swept by, bringing a strong gust of wind, turning the book over, and Hong Yi saw the five big characters "Tiger Demon Bone Fist"!