"You all stand down!"

Yan Zhen didn't know how many thoughts turned in his heart for a moment, he stood up and walked around in front of the wide tiger skin handsome chair, his face was uncertain, and the pitch-black jīng iron case seemed to be dangling with his footsteps, and the eyes of the people in the hall were all turning left and right with the body of this extremely majestic handsome.

The majesty of leading troops for many years has made him develop a temperament that naturally attracts everyone's attention and makes people feel moody.

Even Hong Yi looked at Yan Zhen walking around, and it was difficult to guess what he was thinking about. For a moment, he suddenly felt a little unable to grasp the mind of this handsome, and he didn't know if he would be angry or something else in the next moment.

Nearest the king nearest the gallows.

This word suddenly popped out of Hong Yi's heart.

Although Yan Zhen is not a king, he has the supreme right among the 100,000 soldiers in the Jinghai battalion. It is also equivalent to the "soil emperor".

"The horns that can command hundreds of thousands of male soldiers are really unfathomable horns. This time, fortunately, I calculated accurately, and brought all the masters to the magnificence....... and even, even pulled out the tiger skin of the Taishang Dao, which finally made this handsome man have a little scruples, he didn't even care about Prince Yu, he was a powerful person. If I'm weak today, I don't know how he rubs me. ”

When Hong Yi was thinking in his heart, suddenly, Yan Zhen stopped walking his body, waved his hand, and gave an order, which startled his heart.

Crash!

With a wave of his hand, the backs of the masters who were standing slowly on both sides of the hall stood up suddenly, and the iron armor on their bodies made a regular sound, and there was no sound of doubt in their mouths, and they came out, and in an instant, the hall was quiet, and the silence was terrifying.

Hong Yi once again felt the means of this marshal of the Jing Navy waving his hand and commanding the master like an arm.

The iron-clad guards in the hall just now, thirty-six people, one sè top martial artist, of which every six people, there is an innate master. It is conceivable that these people have been cooperating with the drill for a long time, and they are clean and neat, and they are far from being like the masters around Hong Yi, who are brave and brave alone, but the real cooperation formation is still far behind.

In addition, Hong Yi felt that in the rooms with closed doors on both sides of the hall, there was a faint long breath, and it could be seen that there was also an ambush for the master sword and axeman.

With such a powerful lineup, if Yan Zhen forcibly killed himself with an iron heart, with an order, these people would be surrounded, and hundreds of thousands of "blood sharks" in the square outside would rush in, and unless he used his Taoist skills, the whole army would be annihilated.

Even if you use Dao techniques, your physical body still can't be preserved.

"Sit down!"

After Yan Zhen was the only one left in the hall, he sat back on the tiger skin handsome chair, raised his eyebrows, and said to Hong Yi and the seven masters behind him.

When Hong Yi saw this posture, he knew that this handsome man was about to have a secret conversation with him!

Originally, although he was recommended by Prince Yu, in the eyes of this handsome, he was simply a pawn-like horn, and even if he was killed, Prince Jade would not make enemies with him because of this. But now that Hong Yi has shown his majestic strength, and he has also pulled out the relationship between the Taishang Dao, the weight in his mind has greatly increased.

After Hong Yi and the others sat down one after another, Yan Zhen suddenly spoke.

In early August, the cabinet received an edict from the emperor, saying that the cabinet ministers should discuss the transfer of Wei Taicang, the governor of Nanzhou, to Beijing to report on his work, and let Li Shenguang, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, come to Nanzhou and take over as the governor of Nanzhou. ”

As soon as Yan Zhen opened his mouth, he said such a completely irrelevant thing.

But as soon as these words came out, Hong Yi immediately understood in his heart: "Is the emperor worried about the prince to such a point?"

The Wei family, the governor of the seven provinces of Nanzhou, is the prince's descendant, but now the emperor actually wants the cabinet to discuss and let Wei Taicang go to Beijing to report on his work, and replace Li Shenguang as the governor of Nanzhou, which is obviously weakening the prince's power.

The governor of a state is a feudal official, and has the power to control the soldiers and horses, once things change in the capital, he can even transfer troops into Beijing, and the king of Qin will escort him, which is not trivial.

"Li Shenguang is the master who personally took the first place Xie Yuan at the end of the middle and end, and he is the most upright. It is more than enough to be a feudal official, but the Wei family has been in Nanzhou for 30 years, and it is deep-rooted, even if Li Shi is transferred to be the governor, there are many elbows, and I am afraid that within five years and ten years, there will be no achievements. Besides, now that Dongfang Yunmeng is stupid and stupid, the sea is not quiet, and it is inappropriate to change the feudal officials, I am afraid that it is just a drizzle blown by the emperor, so that his subordinate courtiers know that they are beginning to be dissatisfied with the prince! Otherwise, there is no need for the cabinet to discuss at all, and the cabinet will not be able to resist the decree and disrespect it!"

Hong Yi pondered for a moment and spoke.

"Okay! I can't imagine that Hong Yi is not only quite powerful, but also has a good understanding of the emperor's mental skills, at a young age, you are so worried, and you are not afraid of breaking your longevity?"

Suddenly, the doors on both sides opened, and out of it came a scholar wearing Confucian clothes with a folding fan in his hand. This person is quite tall, with a belt around his waist, and an ancient jade hanging from the belt, his eyes are gray, and he doesn't look like he has any look at it at first glance, but the more he looks at it, the more he feels like he wants to sink his soul into it.

"What is this guy? Why didn't I feel it?"

As soon as this person appeared, Hong Yi felt a faint taste of extreme danger in the depths of his soul. This is a danger of too much difference in strength.

"Scholars are well-versed in heavenly principles, cultivate themselves to become holy, and do not cultivate external blessings and longevity. Hong Yi stared at a scholar who suddenly appeared and said lightly.

"Good!"

The scholar shouted again, handed the folding fan from his right hand to his left, and grabbed it with one palm.

Bang!

With this false grasp, a pitch-black and invisible vortex seemed to appear in his palm, and Hong Yi suddenly felt a violent shock of his divine soul, as if he was about to break out of his body and plunge into the whirlpool he mastered.

"What kind of Dao art is this?"

Hong Yi was shocked, guarding the god inside, and the image of the mighty Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva flashed in his thoughts, and he suppressed his soul with great force and did not be sucked away.

"Huh?"

The scholar seemed to feel slightly surprised, and with another grasp of his palm, the whirlpool disappeared, and the whole hall was dry for a while, as if it had become a desert, and the moisture did not know where it went.

What followed was that in the palm of this scholar's palm, a crystal clear, crystal-like sharp small sword was condensed, breaking through the air, pulling out a long sword qi, and instantly slashing towards Hong Yi.

In this way, the soul does not need to go out of the body, and condenses the surrounding water and qi with thoughts at will, and he is already a master of the Great Dao Technique close to the level of ghosts and immortals!

This kind of realm is the means of differentiation of the soul after the possession is completed. This heavy realm is also the realm between yīn gods and ghosts.

After the possession is completed, the soul is divided, the thought moves, the Taoism is endless, and the physical body can also move to perform martial arts, and there is no need for the soul to go out of the body at all.

After overcoming this heavy realm, it is a ghost immortal who can truly take away rebirth and have infinite life!

Hong Yi is still far from this heavy realm.

This condensation of water and gas becomes a sword, breaking through the air and slashing, the speed is extremely fast, and the cutting power is definitely not inferior to the sharp war knife of rebar, and the power can even cut through the iron armor at once.

This is the true means of Taoism.

Boom!

This water sword broke through the air and slashed, Lei Lie beside Hong Yi suddenly moved, and the six-foot long knife on his back shattered out of the sheath in an instant, and met the water sword, colliding in pairs, making a sound of gold and iron, and the blade seemed to be a slashing crystal.

Lei Lie's sword technique is fierce, like a storm, meeting the water sword, it is more than ten knives in an instant, and it intercepts the water sword hard, not taking a step forward, and at the same time, the endless evil qi on the knife body gradually impacts and disintegrates the thoughts on the water sword, making the water sword loose.

"Huh, smash the sword!"

The scholar was shocked again, and spit out two words: "Condensation!" and "Explosion!"

Bang! The entire water sword suddenly retracted, condensed into a ball of water the size of an egg, dripping, glowing with crystal-like brilliance, and then exploded violently, and the huge explosion force shook the hall slightly, and even the shattered knife was blown up with a buzzing sound, as if it had been hit hard by a 10,000-pound hammer.

Hong Yi vaguely saw that Lei Lie's knife-holding hand was also trembling slightly, and his face turned pale for a while before he recovered his blood.

Lei Lie was condensed by the water sword, and the power of the explosion shocked his qi and blood, and he couldn't connect in one breath.

Just called this opportunity, the Nashi man grabbed it with one palm, and suddenly a crystal hideous qi snake appeared around his body, this qi snake was completely composed of qi, twisted and transparent, but the whole body was strong and powerful, and the textured scales and armor appeared, like a living creature.

After grabbing and catching this qi snake, the scholar smiled slightly, and this qi snake automatically flew up, shuttled in, and flew up and down around Lei Lie.

Lei Lie's face changed in an instant, and he could feel that if this air snake was to cut it with a knife, it would definitely explode at once, and the air flow would vibrate, enough to shake himself to pieces, and his muscles and bones would be scattered!

The power of this qi snake was no different from Fang Immortal Dao's gunpowder explosion.

"Sir's good means, it seems that there is no need to tease us!" Hong Yi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly said loudly: "I don't know which faction Mr. is a master?"

The other party's skill of condensing the formation of the surrounding void qi with this hand was too terrifying. Hong Yi is conceited, unless this person enters the yīn Yang Tao Divine Sword and fights with himself, he will have a chance of winning, and now, he will definitely die!

Among the Jing Navy, there are actually such Taoist masters. And look at this scholar, the whole body is extremely well-proportioned, walking at will, like walking against the wind, the middle air is extended, and none of the masters present can compare. I know that this person's martial arts are also beyond the realm of those present.

turned out to be a top master of Taoist and martial arts double cultivation like Zhao Feirong.

"Mr. Duan Da is just joking with you, this is my close friend, and he is also the strategist of the First Army of the Jing Navy, and he is also the leader of the Yunzhou Qi Soul Sect, and the head of the faction. ”

Yan Zhen said silently.

Mr. Duan smiled slightly, and one of the qi snakes in it gently dispersed, and in the hall, a gust of wind blew, blowing Hong Yi's body back slightly, and it took a while to dissipate.

The flow of qi is wind, this air snake was formed by Mr. Duan Da's condensation of the surrounding air flow, and now as soon as it disperses, the air flow rolls violently, and naturally a strong wind is formed.

However, with this hand, Hong Yi also saw that this Mr. Duan Da had definitely not cultivated to the realm of ghosts and immortals. Otherwise, the air snake disperses and is silent.

Now that it has dispersed, the wind is obviously in the control of thoughts, and it has not reached the realm of perfection.

But this is such a realm, and it is still not something that Hong Yi can deal with now.

Hong Yi knew that although he could break through the barrier between manifestation and possession, he also needed to cultivate for a period of time and accumulate the power of his divine soul before he could truly and steadily step into the realm of possession.

And even if you step into the realm of possession, if you want to cultivate to the possession of the body, I am afraid that it will definitely not happen overnight, even if after the possession is completed, it will be even more difficult to divide the soul and move towards the ghosts and immortals.

The cultivation of the divine soul, the more it reaches the end, the more difficult it becomes, even if Hong Yi now has a treasure book like the "Sutra of the Past", he still has no absolute certainty about cultivating into a ghost immortal.

"Mr. Duan Da, the sect leader of the Yunzhou Qi Soul Sect, it turned out to be the master of a faction, no wonder there was such a cultivator. When Hong Yi heard the identity of this person, he was not surprised, since he was the sect leader of a faction, it was not unusual to have such a means.

Yunzhou is located in a remote area, belongs to the poor mountains and bad waters, the Qi Soul Gate is a sect of cultivating the soul and gathering qi, paying attention to the power of the soul, gathering the air of the void, condensing and forming, calling for wind and rain, and opening mountains and cracking stones. There are two of the most proud methods of this sect, one is the soul dementor, and the other is condensation.

Dementor **, the first hand that Mr. Duan Da used just now, he can grab a person's soul out of his body with a casual grasp.

And the condensation is formed, it is the qi snake just now, as soon as it is entangled, as long as the thoughts are scattered, the qi waves are violent, and the power in the center is enough to tear the human body. Even a master like Lei Lie would be severely injured by the qi waves.

Hong Yi has also heard Chi Chaiyang say all this, and now he knows it in his heart.

"Just now I made the soul dementor**, but I couldn't catch your divine soul, the power of your divine soul is at least in the manifest realm, and you can cultivate into a manifest form at just a young age, and you are worthy of being a person who has obtained the true inheritance of the Taishang Dao. ”

Mr. Duan Da's words immediately confirmed Hong Yi's identity.

"It's so dangerous!" Hong Yi sighed secretly in his heart, knowing that he had just pulled the tiger skin, Yan Zhen didn't believe it very much in his heart, so he made Mr. Duan Da tempted, and now the other party said it as soon as he said it, it can be imagined, Yan Zhen no longer had the slightest doubt in his heart.

"Since Mr. Duan Da said so, you are really a person who is too high. Yan Zhen looked at Hong Yi with his eyes.

"Fortunately, I didn't use the Dao technique just now, otherwise, the other party would have seen that I was cultivating the supernatural power of the Great Chan Temple, not the Dao of the Taishang Dao, the Taishang Dao, the Taishang Dao....... what the Dao technique is, I don't know one. Hong Yi thought to himself.

"Does Taishang Dao support Prince Jade?"

Yan Zhen confirmed the thoughts in his heart at this time, and asked directly to Hong Yi.

"Of course!" Hong Yi thought about it, and Suo Xìng pretended to the end and nodded.