The autumn wind is blowing tighter and tighter, and even though the climate of the southern sea is humid and mild, people still feel a little cool.

Especially at night, the late autumn night breeze blows from the sea, and the cold air currents give people a biting chill.

However, it was not cold at all in the barracks of the commanding commander of the general's mansion, and in the room there were two large cylinders of oil, and the wick made of cotton silk as thick as a child's arm was lit, like a torch, and the light was as wide as day, and the inside of the house, which was hundreds of paces square, was as bright as day. But there is no smell of oil smoke, but a faint aroma.

This is a specialty of the Nanzhou seaside, whale oil, which can be eaten and lit without soot. It can also be used as a torch. It is a must-have in the army.

Hong Yi sat behind the barracks army case, and on both sides were the guards with tigers on their backs, the three brothers of the Black Harrier Village, the five elders of Baiyun, and the nine masters of the Blood Yan Battalion, all of whom were top warriors and top martial artists.

In addition, Xiao Mu, Chi Chaiyang, Shen Tiezhu, Lei Lie, Shanqiu, Wen Feiyan, Blood Droplets, and the seven innate masters sat on both sides of the bottom, and there were two strong arrow boots, heroic maids, holding scissors, cutting the wick thread that was burned in the oil cylinder.

The two maids are the silver moon among the eight guards of the silver moon, the silver wind.

Such a lineup is laid out, and everything seems to be complacent and in control.

There was no reason for him not to be complacent.

A year ago, he was still in the Hou Mansion, and even a little slave dared to bully him, and a year later, he is already a dignified general, especially since he is a congenital master of martial arts, and his soul cultivation is complete, and he is close to the ghost immortal, the first person under the ghost immortal.

Even in the court, such as Prince He of Rì Zhongtian, an important master under the command of Prince Tangtang, and a master of Taoism who was heavily raised, Mr. Zhou Da was defeated by him and captured.

Everything has changed, it's just too big.

It's so big that it can't be imagined, Hong Yi a year ago, would never have imagined that a year later, he would have such strength and prestige.

Sitting in the position of the general and giving the command, Hong Yi looked at Mr. Zhou Da, who was languishing below, sitting on the ground with his legs open, his heart was getting more and more happy, and he wanted to sing a song, drink happily, and forget about his body.

However, in his heart, he suddenly remembered that the martial arts were all over the sky, and the elusive Wu Da Butler immediately became heavy again, and all the pride and happiness turned into a deep jǐngti, as well as the calculation of taking precautions.

"Mr. Zhou, what is your real name. ”

Hong Yi sat behind the military case and played with the jade flute in his hand. This jade flute is Mr. Zhou's item, the jade is crystal clear, the whole body is verdant, there is no miscellaneous sè, it is actually a special product of the Western Regions.

Just such a jade flute, the value is at least thirty or forty thousand taels of silver.

The jade flute is carved with beautiful poems and fairies, lifelike, as if they are about to fly out. In this way, the skillful and meticulous carving of the jade flute adds a lot of value.

On the top of the military case, there was a jade box, and the strong medicinal fragrance emanated from the jade box, and the flying centipede that attacked Hong Yi was coiled in the jade box, motionless. It looked like he was seriously injured and dying.

In addition to the jade flute and jade box, there were also thirty Tianzi silver tickets with the largest Tianzi silver number in Yujing on the table, all of which were the largest silver tickets of one thousand taels.

The maximum limit of the silver tickets of the well-known big silver numbers and big money villages in the Daqian Dynasty ranged from 100 taels to 500 taels, except for the Nanzhou Taichang silver number, and the silver tickets of the Yujing Tianzi silver number were 1,200 taels.

Thirty sheets, that is, 30,000 taels, such a huge amount of money, which was carried by Mr. Zhou Da, was now looted.

In addition to this jade flute, flying centipede, jade box, and silver ticket, there is also a silver needle wrapped in a brocade wrapper, and I don't know what to do with it.

When Hong Yi escorted Mr. Zhou Da for interrogation, he found these things, and the rest was clean and slippery, and there was nothing else.

"Mr. Zhou, there is just such a little thing on your body? You are practicing jīng Yuan Temple Taoist martial arts, why don't you have any cheats on you, magic weapons and anything like that?"

Hong Yi played with the jade flute for a while and asked Mr. Zhou Da, but the other party closed his eyes and did not answer. So Hong Yi asked again.

The other party is practicing jīng Yuan Temple Taoist martial arts, Hong Yi is of course very interested, the things of the six holy places in the world, whether it is Taoism or martial arts, are all tempered and refined, integrating the wisdom of countless generations, and no genius can match it.

If he can get some scriptures and secrets of cultivating Taoism in the jīng Yuan Temple, Hong Yi may be able to comprehend it, integrate the strengths of a hundred schools, break through the fog, and truly cultivate into a ghost immortal, reaching the point of immortality and autopsy at will.

"I think you're probably confused, we people who practice Taoism, we don't forget, everything exists in the thoughts of the gods, where is the reason to carry the secret book of Taoism with you?"

Mr. Zhou Da looked at Hong Yi for a while, suddenly smiled coldly, and said, then turned his eyes to the hills, Wen Feiyan and the two, "I don't know what kind of ** soup Hong Yi poured into you, you actually made a ghost, betrayed the prince, and put it under his command?

The eyes of the god camel hill were not opposite to Mr. Zhou, but they closed their eyes and made a state of closing their eyes and recuperating, "The old man, I am about to rot wood, the prince is not a good person, I probably can't afford to take refuge, I can't change the master, just eat a bite of Ansheng's meal." ”

"Take a bite of Ansheng's meal, hehe. Mr. Zhou smiled fiercely, and his eyes were on Wen Feiyan's face: "What about you, Feiyan? The prince has never treated you badly, and he also takes care of your Sanyinmen." You have betrayed the prince now, and I am afraid that the Sanyin Gate will be destroyed. Your whole family, young and old, is afraid that disaster is just around the corner. You don't even care about this? Could it be that you have taken a fancy to this Hong Yi! Hehe, he is only fifteen years old now, do you want the old cow to eat tender grass?"

"You ......"

Wen Feiyan's face suddenly turned red, and then a giggling laugh came out of his throat: "Young Master Yi, this Mr. Zhou has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and he has to find a way to pull out his teeth and tongue." He practiced a kind of miraculous skill, which can stimulate the acupuncture points of the head with silver needles, weaken the body, and exchange for the strength of the soul, this kung fu is magical and weird, you must ask Childe. ”

"This kung fu is the method of the jīng Yuan Temple, so I naturally want to ask about it. Hong Yi said.

"I don't know what means Hong Yi is going to use to interrogate me?" Mr. Zhou Da laughed: "Mr. Ben has now figured it out, even if you treat Mr. Ben with a harsh criminal law, it is just a ** injury, of course, if you make Mr. Ben disappear, then it is nothing." If you don't want to know my cultivation secrets. Killing me will not do you any good, but will completely offend the prince. Let's discuss the conditions. ”

"Did I hear me right? At this point, you're still negotiating terms with me?"

Hong Yi felt a little funny, and looked at Mr. Zhou Da, as if he didn't know this person.

"General, this guy looks like a hard-mouthed man! Give him to the marker! The mark will not take a pillar of incense to make him obedient. I don't dare to negotiate terms with you!"

Just when Hong Yi was thinking about how to make Mr. Zhou Da succumb and hand over the magic of his cultivation, suddenly, Yang Yingming, the commander of the green camp at the door, spoke.

Yang Yingming was originally a small capital, but now he has been promoted to commander.

"Oh, what can you do. Hong Yi asked.

"Do you remember that in the law of Daqian, how to deal with demons after becoming demons?" Yang Yingming hurriedly replied. "Not bad, not bad!" Hong Yi was reminded by Yang Yingming, and suddenly understood in his heart, and looked at Mr. Zhou: "Daqian Law, catch the demon who assassinated the court official, first soak the dung cellar three rì, break the demon magic, and then hang it in the city tower to show the public, since Mr. Zhou Da is not cooperative." Then I'll have to act according to the law of Daqian!"

"You dare!"

Mr. Zhou Da shouted.

Bang!

Hong Yi viciously slammed it on the military case, shook the cinnabar pen and the arrow to the ground: "I don't dare! Of course I dare! Until now, you are still talking to me? Yang Yingming, stripped his clothes, tied them up with ropes, and soaked them in the dung cellar!"

"Yes!

Yang Yingming waved his hand, and several soldiers rushed in like wolves, gearing up.

"Okay!good!Okay!Hong Yi, count yourself ruthless!" Mr. Zhou Da drank sharply, and the whole person seemed to be deflated and slumped.

Peel off your clothes and soak yourself in the dung cellar, no matter who you are in the world, you can't stand it, especially now that Mr. Zhou's soul can't come out of the shell, that kind of taste is worse than death, and he can't help but give in.

"In that case, you say, "Who are you?" are you a disciple of the Jīng Yuan Temple?" asked Hong Yi.

"I am a peripheral disciple of the jīng Yuan Temple, the Great Weekend Year, the world is in turmoil, the Jīng Yuan Temple took the opportunity to enter the Great Zhou mission, and developed a lot of believers, but later the Great Qian rose, and the main avenues also drove the jīng Yuan Temple out, and those were all killed. Mr. Zhou Da exhaled.

"I don't want to listen to you, I ask you, what kind of Taoism do you know, I will give you paper and pen, you copy all your Taoism, for me to understand and study, if there is one less, you will give me a taste of soaking in the dung cellar. ”

Hong Yi called someone and gave Mr. Zhou Da paper and pen, and asked him to transcribe Taoist scriptures and images on the spot.

"A person is born, the blood spirit is yang, the soul is yīn, the soul and the soul are combined, the god and the body are intertwined, the yang transformation of yīn, the complementary way, the magic is abnormal, the cultivator of martial arts, the yīn of the soul of the god, the body of the blood and soul, the unity of the spirit and the flesh, and the cultivation is greatly increased, which is to supplement the yang with yīn. However, those who cultivate the divine soul do not know the masculinity of the blood spirit, and after transformation, it can make up for the weakness of the divine soul...... jīng blood vitality, body spirit soul, yīn yang complementary, supreme Tao..."

Hong Yi walked around as he watched Mr. Zhou Da copy the scriptures he had studied.

Just after looking at it slightly, Hong Yi felt that the Taoist theory of the jīng Yuan Temple was indeed a self-proclaimed family, broad and deep. Send out what the predecessors have not done, and think about what the predecessors have never thought.

If you don't talk about the arts, just by looking at the exposition of the complementarity of yīn yang, body, spirit, god, and soul, you know that it is not false.