"What was it just screaming? It's so noisy that I can't sleep?"

After Hong Yi's soul returned to its place, he deliberately turned over on the bed, pretending to wake up, and shouted outside in a daze.

"Young Master Yi, are you having a nightmare? There is no screaming sound outside. ”

"None of us heard any screaming. ”

The answers of the two maids came from outside, Hong Yi just sneered in his heart, and then lay flat on the bed, feeling that his heart was fluctuating and he couldn't sleep.

"I actually killed someone today? Although I didn't see blood, but that Mama Zeng has already lost her soul, obviously she can't survive, even if she survives, she is also an idiot with no brains, where should I go now? Mama Zeng, the old witch, is Mrs. Zhao's person, so something went wrong, I won't give up, I can't stay in this Hou Mansion anymore. ”

As soon as he lay down, Hong Yi felt that today's matter was not trivial.

Today, during the day, he beat Hong Gui and Rong Pan, who were riding horses, and brought Princess Zhennan to prevent the disaster, which was something that had been calculated a long time ago, and it was considered to be mixed, and it also established prestige in the mansion, and at the same time, it was secretly angry with Mrs. Zhao.

This is also a small fight, it seems that there is nothing to do, and the grudge will definitely get deeper and deeper, but even if the grudge occurs, it will be a matter of the future, and it will not be managed for the time being.

"It's not okay not to go out to chase Mama Zeng just now, she used witchcraft to nightmare me, but I hurt my soul, and I will definitely tell Mrs. Zhao when I go back, I am bound to expose my cultivation of Taoism, this matter is exposed, but it is not trivial, the lesser of the two evils, it is better to chase out and eliminate the evil." But in this way, I am afraid that it will be more dangerous in the future. ”

"We have to think of a solution. ”

There are only three things that Hong Yi is worried about now.

The first thing is that Hong Xuanji forbade himself to practice martial arts, but he practiced secretly.

The second thing is that he not only secretly practiced martial arts, but also took advantage of the power of Princess Zhennan to peek into Hong Xuanji's study.

The third thing is to make Mama Zeng scatter now, although she can die without proof, and the other party is secretly plotting at night, on the surface, she can't be involved in herself, but secretly she can't tell what will happen.

These three things, Hong Yi weighed over and over again in his heart, but there was no perfect way to settle them. But if you don't do it, you can't do it, and if you don't do it, your situation will be even worse.

"In a few days, Concubine Yuan will come to the mansion to save her relatives, since she mentioned me, I'm afraid that for a while, my father won't dare to do anything to me, I hope things will take a turn for the better. Hong Yi thought of Concubine Yuan again, "These things are too complicated, they cost their souls to think about, anyway, I have tried my best, it is better to let it go straight to the bridge." ”

Hong Yisuo no longer thought about these three things, but concentrated on closing his eyes and meditating on the scene of the battle with Mama Zeng just now.

"I thought that cultivating the divine soul, as long as I didn't practice the yīn divine exorcism, the magic of the divine soul confusion was a small way, but I didn't expect it to be so thrilling! ”

Today, Hong Yi is the first time to use the technique of divine soul confusion, although the winner was divided at once, but when you think about it, it is really dangerous, but under the experience, there is a experience.

"The art of confusion of the soul is to first arouse the demons in one's own heart, all kinds of fantasies, and then suppress but not destroy, after subduing his heart, and then cast it on others, if others can't resist it, they will immediately indulge in it, and the soul will be greatly injured. Of course, if someone else's concentration is strong enough to destroy the Demon Illusion in one fell swoop, he will also be injured by a counterattack. ”

Hong Yi tasted the truth of confusion clearly, it was simply a double-edged sword, first hurting himself, and then hurting others. The fantasy came out, and he couldn't suppress it, and he was confused by the illusion first.

Even if you succeed in suppressing and subduing, and then bless others, your soul will be injured if they are wiped out at once.

Because the inner demon itself is your own illusion, it is closely related to the divine soul, and if it is destroyed by others, the divine soul will naturally be damaged.

Mama Zeng is exactly like this, she confused herself first, was wiped out at once, and was seriously injured.

"Martial arts cultivation is not an overnight thing, I now feel that I have trained my muscles to the fullest, and I have reached the realm of a martial artist, but I am afraid that I am not as good as a real martial artist due to the lack of actual combat. The spirit has been able to rì swim, but that day was in the study, the sky was darkened, and there was not much difference from the night. ”

The realm of rì travel should also be taken step by step, first wandering in the yīn day without sunlight, and then gradually wandering in the morning and evening rì head, and finally exercising to the point where you can wander in the middle of the day, then go further, you can achieve the yīn god and have the ability to drive things.

"Cultivation also has to come step by step, there is a summoning demon in the back of the Mida Sutra, the technique of confusion of the soul, although I don't take it out to harm people, I still have to learn it, so as not to encounter harmful demons, there is no means to fight back. ”

Hong Yi thought in his heart, and quietly took out the Mida Sutra and put it on the bed, but this time it was the back of the Mida Sutra.

On the back of the Sutra, there are many small pictures of palm-sized pieces, all of which are lifelike characters and environments. Symmetry with the verse on the front is a pictorial complement to the text.

For example, in the scriptures, visualize the light of the stars entering the top gate three inches, and the Shura Hell will appear.

On the back of the text, a picture depicts the scene of the Shura Hell in detail, which is terrifying, so that people can have a clear visualization.

In the scriptures, visualize the light of the stars penetrating deep into the eyebrows, and a jade girl will appear.

On the back of the scriptures, there is an image of a jade girl that makes people's blood rush and can't extricate themselves at a glance.

"The five demon god kings who attack people's souls? One is the Yaksha King, the second is the Rakshasa King, the third is the Shura King, the fourth is the King of Vajra, and the fifth is the Ming King! ”

Hong Yi saw the five pictures on the back of the "Mida Sutra", the first of which was the terrifying image of the Yaksha King who he had just visualized, holding a steel fork.

The second pair is a hand-held saw wheel, with three heads and six arms, blood-red eyes, fangs and white hair, and no other devils. The blood-red eyes stared at him, and a chill rose in his heart when he saw it.

Hong Yi looked at it, and suddenly felt that his eyes moved, this devil suddenly seemed to jump out of the painting, and he smelled vomiting blood in his nose, and there was also a dripping blood around him, as if he was in a sea of blood.

"Not good. Hong Yi's heart moved, and he immediately visualized the Buddha of Mida, dispersed his thoughts, and the illusions in front of him disappeared.

He knew that he was fascinated by this lifelike picture, and unconsciously entered a state of visualization, and had an illusion.

"What a Rakshasa King? It seems that I don't have enough concentration, and my spirit is not strong enough, so I can't visualize the Rakshasa King coming out to fight. Otherwise, you can't subdue, and your soul will be scattered. ”

Hong Yi was shocked in his heart, and he didn't look at the later Shura King, King Kong King, and Ming King. Those three great demon gods were not at all something that his current divine soul could visualize.

"Yaksha King!"

After Hong Yi understood the suppression technique of the Ecstasy Nightmare, his mind moved, and a green-faced fang, three-foot-tall Yaksha holding a steel fork was visualized again, and he immediately surrendered.

Hong Yi repeatedly contemplated, subdued, and commanded, and I don't know how many times it passed, and finally became proficient enough that as soon as this Yaksha King was visualized, he immediately flew out and attacked wherever he wanted.

Seeing that he was proficient in using it, Hong Yi packed up the Mida Sutra, closed his eyes and recuperated, and slept until dawn.

At dawn, Hong Yi walked around the mansion at will, and heard a lot of discussions, "The eldest lady's personal grandmother, Grandma Zeng, suddenly had a stroke last night, and now she has become a brainless idiot." ”