Click!

The sky-shaking bow that came from a height of one person made a sound that seemed to be about to shatter in the hand of Zen Yinsha.

Then, in the eyes of the beast heads at both ends of the Heaven-Shaking Bow, there was a flickering for a while, and then the red light dimmed.

"Hong Xuanji actually destroyed those four infinite arrows!" Zen Yinsha let out a long sigh when she saw this. It seems to be distressed by the damage to this artifact.

"His cultivation is indeed terrifying, but he can't kill me!" Hong Yi waved his hand, and a gap opened in the void, allowing Zen Yinsha to put the Heaven-Shaking Bow and the remaining five Infinite Arrows into it.

At this time, Hong Yi, who was accompanied by twenty or thirty people, was already fifty miles away, on a high mountain.

The hill was bare, with cliffs below, smooth all around, with the occasional small tree growing in the crevices of the rocks, dozens of people above the ground, and no one could climb it.

Standing far away on this mountain, Hong Yi Mo Yun Spirit, he could vaguely see Qiuyue Temple, his mother's grave, the huge masculinity was still hovering in all directions, even if the mountain wind was blowing violently, it could only be slightly shaken, and it did not disperse.

But Hong Xuanji is no longer there, leaving only the collapsed Qiuyue Temple, as well as around the tomb, broken rocks, and broken trees.

"I don't know if my mother is in the spirit of heaven, and when she sees me in front of her grave, fighting with Hong Xuanji, I don't know if I am happy or sighing?"

Hong Yi sighed deeply, his tone was in the night wind, indescribably desolate, making people feel chills in his heart.

Indeed, after watching this earth-shattering father-son battle, even Chi Chaiyang, Mr. Zhou Da, Lei Lie and others were silent!

This father-son battle, although there was no winner or loser, was already the most unethical battle in history.

But in the hearts of the people present, they replaced Hong Yi with an indescribable sadness. His father killed his mother, and as a son, he will take revenge or not. For thousands of years, I am afraid that no one can really understand the truth of this.

"Even if I don't kill Hong Xuanji, I'm afraid he will kill me! I killed Zhao Feirong because he wanted to kill me, I killed Yan Zhenzong because he wanted to kill me, and I killed Wu Wenhui because he wanted to abolish my martial arts."

Hong Yi's eyes looked ahead, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to be lost in thought.

When he did it with Hong Xuanji just now, Hong Yi didn't hesitate at all, but after he did it, he had all kinds of emotions in his heart, not because of the moral guilt caused by doing it with his own father, but because he felt that things were too wonderful and his life experience was too tortuous.

Mother died, father wanted to kill himself, the only uncle, with great powers and boundless power, but vaguely, he was afraid of becoming an opponent in the future.

All relatives are enemies, this kind of experience is really a little ridiculous in Hong Yi's heart, and a ridiculous feeling of life in his heart wells up.

"Hong Yi, don't be fluctuating! In the eyes of my cultivators, in fact, people's feelings are very weak. When you are reincarnated once, you will understand that we are beyond the worldly ghosts, and there are only two kinds of people, one is a friend, the other is an enemy, and there is nothing else. ”

Zen Yinsha saw Hong Yi sigh and couldn't help but speak.

"Ah Yi, are you thinking about the father-son relationship with Hong Xuanji? It's a big deal that if you turn around for a lifetime, you won't be able to do it, or give up this body and let Hong Xuanji kill him, and give it back to him! Give him back the body, and everything will be clear, and then kill him again, and see if he has anything else to say! No one in the world has anything to say!"

At that moment, the golden spider screamed.

"Will you reincarnate in another life" Hong Yi listened to the words of Zen silver yarn and the big golden spider, and chewed carefully: "For people, there are only two kinds, one is a friend, and the other is an enemy? This state of mind, maybe I have been reincarnated as an autopsy many times, maybe I will have it, but at the moment I haven't autopsy yet, and the 'cause' planted in this life still has to be ended with my own hands. Otherwise, if there is no merit and no virtue, how can you be reincarnated and taken to the next life, your mind is not smooth, and you are afraid that it will be difficult to make progress in cultivation. I don't care what the people of the world think of me! The affairs of this life must be solved in this life! Let Hong Xuanji see that he confuses black and white and reverses right and wrong and must bear the consequences!"

After finishing speaking, Hong Yi waved his hand, "Let's go back, go to the grave and tidy it up, I will dig out my mother's ashes and find a place to rebury them." ”

"Don't go to the grave yet! Hong Xuanji is likely to hide nearby! If we rush forward, we will inevitably be attacked by him! He has truly cultivated into a human immortal, and his fist intent can reach as far as ten miles, and his eyes are locked, and his divine will is emitted, which is enough to defeat the ghost immortal!"

Zen Yinsha hurriedly stopped Hong Yi's behavior.

"If he is reduced to the level of a sneak attack, then it won't be terrible! When I was fighting with him just now, I felt that he didn't exert his full strength, and I expected that now that the situation in the capital is tense, it is very likely that a crisis and danger are brewing! He refuses to exert all his strength, lest he be injured by me and his strength damaged! Moreover, he now knows that I have cultivated into a ghost immortal, and even if he kills my physical body, it will be difficult to destroy my divine soul. What's more, he was afraid that I would really go to the Marquis Wuwen Mansion to kill Mrs. Zhao's slut. ”

When Hong Yi was leaving, he said to Hong Xuanji that he was going to kill Mrs. Zhao, which could naturally make Hong Xuanji feel jealous.

However, of course, Hong Yi would not go directly to the mansion of Marquis Wuwen to kill Mrs. Zhao, not to mention that there may be other masters in Marquis Wuwenhou's mansion, even if he kills Mrs. Zhao, the movement is too big, I am afraid it will not be beneficial, not to mention, if he goes to kill someone, it will definitely cause a fierce fight and accidentally injure others. Killing the enemy is a matter of course, but harming the innocent is not what Hong Yi wants! What is even worse is that there must be masters in the imperial court of the great cadres, and his own move is too great, and if he is targeted, it will be difficult to carry out all plans.

In the Yujing City, there is a dragon and a crouching tiger, in the Yujing City, he directly attacked and killed the mansion of an important minister of the imperial court, and also killed his wife, this matter has made a fuss, and there is no place for Hong Yi to accommodate himself in the world, let alone assist the Jade Prince.

However, Hong Yi also knew that his words were also a huge threat to Hong Xuanji, which made him worry all the time!

As Hong Yi spoke, he used the power of the seven gods, wrapped everyone and himself, and flew towards the cemetery again.

Sure enough, in the cemetery, there was no one at all, Hong Xuanji had left, and the ground was scattered with four broken arrows.

The Infinite Arrow has been completely scrapped.

Seeing such a scene, everyone's hearts were filled with chills, and they knew that the power of human immortals was unfathomable.

Hong Yi didn't look at the four broken arrows, but just looked at his mother's grave, his eyes were like torches, blazing.

Then, Hong Yi leaned over to the ground, after three bows and nine knocks, lit the incense wax, silently recounted in his heart, and after telling about half an hour, he stood up, took an iron hoe, and threw away the grave from the edge.

Hong Yi is a great master at the grandmaster level, with strong physical strength, and he does not waste his strength when digging, and after a while, the grave is all thrown away, revealing a large white porcelain jar inside.

The white porcelain jar has been buried in the soil for a long time, and it has been stained with a layer of soil.

Seeing this white porcelain jar, Hong Yi gently held it up, and couldn't help but feel sad, even though he was a ghost and immortal, beyond life and death, he still couldn't help but burst into tears.

This white porcelain jar contained his mother's ashes.

Eight years ago, the ashes in this jar were still a living twenty-five or six Alluring woman, gentle, loving, surrounded by the fragrance of books, tranquil and elegant.

But now, it is a ball of ashes in a jar, sleeping in the ground, cold and deserted, accompanied by mountains, rocks, plants and trees, and there is not even a person to worship in front of the grave.

"Mother, don't worry, sooner or later, I will force Hong Xuanji to kneel in front of you and admit my mistake to you! At the same time, I will kill Mrs. Zhao's slut in front of your grave and avenge you. ”

Touching the white porcelain altar with his hand for a long time, Hong Yi sighed deeply again and put it into the Qiankun cloth bag.

"Let's go! Go back to Green Willow Villa! I'm tired today!"

A group of people returned to Green Willow Villa

Yujing City, among the mansions of Marquis Wuwen.

Lang Huan Book House.

Dressed in brocade clothes, with a purple and gold crown on his head, and no beard, Hong Xuanji, who seemed to be a university scholar and a suave literati, sat in front of the chair.

He didn't move.

At this time, it was already late at night, and the moon outside the window had also sunk, and the cold night wind was blowing outside, a bleak and bleak artistic conception.

However, it was bleak and bleak outside, but in the study room, it was full of candlelight and red sleeves.

What is the most enviable thing for readers?

It's not a candle in a cave room, nor is it a title on the gold list. Instead, in the quiet of the night, light a few candles and incense lamps, and then the beauty accompanies you, polishes the ink for you, and picks up the lamps and flowers for you.

Reading at night with red sleeves is the ideal reading environment for many scholars.

At this time, Hong Xuanji enjoyed.

While he was sitting quietly, a slender woman with her hair and temples, her eyebrows like washing, and a green shirt stood beside him, and with a thin ivory hairpin, she removed a little condensation from the incense lamp.

Bang!

The lights burst and the room was full of incense.

The lamp is carved from jade in the shape of a lotus, and the lamp oil is a kind of sesame oil with honey and other medicinal herbs and spices.

This kind of "heavenly fragrance oil", one tael can be worth one tael of gold. Because it burns, there is no oil smoke, and there is a faint fragrance, which can refresh the mind and be beneficial to the body.

"Xuanji, you came back so late, the city gates have been closed, did you go outside the city?

The woman picked up the lantern and spoke in a resentful tone.

"Fei'er, I went to Xishan, but when I came back so late, I encountered something. Hong Xuanji sat down, and while speaking, his face was still motionless, like a piece of iron.

"Shinjong is dead. He who dies at sea is destroyed. ”

The woman listened quietly to Hong Xuanji's words, and after listening, after a pause, she spoke in an inconsequential tone.

"Concubine Rong is also dead, but she is our daughter! She is the son of you and Meng Bingyun, Hong Yi killed! This point, Kang'er has already told me! I have just come all the way to Yujing to find you! I only want you to say a word! As long as I nod, I can bring Hong Yi immediately, even if he has the protection of the Oneiroi machine, it is useless!"

The woman spoke, her voice slightly louder, but still in a gentle state.

The identity of this woman is the sect leader of the Daluo faction!

"Fei'er, Hong Yi's matter, I will solve it with my own hands, don't touch him in the future! Sooner or later, I will give you an explanation." Hong Xuanji said quietly, and in his tone, he was all indifferent.

"That Hong Yi is your son, isn't Concubine Rong your daughter? Why do you always refuse to let me go and kill Hong Yi? Could it be that Meng Bingyun still has such an important place in your heart? Impossible? Otherwise, you will not be able to break through the human immortals! Look, the plum blossom picture on the wall is gone, you burned it. ”

The sect leader of the Da Luo faction, this woman who was called "Fei'er" by Hong Xuanji, raised her eyebrows, as if she was about to get angry, but then she eased up and said softly.

"Fei'er, after you got the news from Kang'er, you immediately asked Zhenzong to go to the sea to hunt down Hong Yi, and it doesn't seem that you asked for my opinion, huh? Don't be suspicious, I don't blame you. ”

Seeing "Fei'er" gasping for a few breaths, Hong Xuanji sighed: "Back then, you married Zhenzong in a fit of anger because I was with Meng Bingyun, at that time, you were already pregnant with Concubine Rong, I didn't blame you, let alone now? It's just that you are slowing down now, Hong Yi's matter, I have to solve it personally! At present, the Oneiroi machine has not been removed, and in the palace, there is also the Demon Fairy Prince! And if you run into Hong Yi, don't do anything to him. ”

"Xuanji! You defend your son so much?" The sect leader of the Great Luo Sect, Fei'er, was finally slightly angry: "Even if he has a Dream God Machine behind him, but now I have survived a thunder tribulation, and with the help of the Great Zen Temple's 'Great Soul Resurrection Buddha Incense', I have restored the weakness of my soul, and the Split God Puppet is in my body, and the Nine Flame Flame Dragon of the Dream God Machine has been broken, and my soul has also been traumatized, could it be that at this time, he can still protect his nephew?"

"Okay! In short, just remember my words! Hong Yi is my son after all, and I will solve his affairs! Fei'er, you don't have to interfere! I will give you an explanation!" Hong Xuanji gently pinched the armrest, his sharp eyes flashed, and then said: "I have my difficulties, you will understand in the future." Don't say anything about the Oneiroi machine, even if it is the saint Su Mu of the Taishang Dao, although you have survived a thunderstorm now, you may still be evenly matched with her, and you can't take advantage of it, it's good that you come to Yujing, in Nanzhou, I am worried about your safety. Now you don't have to go back, just in my mansion, and when the affairs of the capital are over and the court is settled, you can go back. ”

"I'm safe, who can kill me?" The Great Luo Sect Sect Leader "Fei'er" suddenly smiled and said: "You said that the Supreme Dao Saintess Su Mu, I and her are between five and five? I want to see, what magical powers does she have? Are you afraid that I will hurt her? Could it be that now, you still have the mind of your youth? There is a lesson from Meng Bingyun's past, this Su Mu"

"Okay!" Hong Xuanji spat out two words from his lips, stopping the Daluo Sect Sect Sect Leader "Fei'er" from speaking.

"Okay, I'll not say anything. However, Yao Qinghui of the Yaochi faction, as well as her two daughters, all came to Yujing. Sooner or later, they will come to you, I know, Yao Yueru, Yao Yueting is also your daughter. Among them, Yao Yueru cultivated as jīng deep, and actually broke through the barrier of life and death, and reached the realm of ghosts and immortals! That Yueting is also a great master at the peak of martial arts, and sooner or later she will break through the bottleneck, successfully exchange blood, and step into the realm of martial saints. Your two sisters-in-law, Xi'er and Kang'er, are far inferior to them. ”

The sect leader of the Da Luo faction, "Fei'er", said again.

"That was all a last resort. Hong Xuanji lowered his eyelids: "For so many years, only you dare to do these things in front of me." But Fei'er, what I just said, you still have to remember, don't go to Hong Yi! Hong Yi asked me to deal with it personally, and I will give you an explanation. Since you want to do it with Su Mu, then I won't stop you but, the Taoist technique of the Taishang Dao is not trivial, you also know this, let me pass on a scripture to you, don't leave my mansion until this scripture is enlightened. ”

While speaking, Hong Xuanji reached out and picked up a brush on the desk and spread out the paper.

"Fei'er, sharpen the ink for me, you haven't sharpened the ink for me in many years. ”

"This is"

The sect leader of the Daluo faction, "Fei'er", held the incense ink in his hand, and after the ink was ready, he watched Hong Xuanji write, but Hong Xuanji did not write first, but on the paper, a few strokes outlined the appearance of a square pagoda.

This four-sided pagoda, as soon as it is outlined, with a few strokes, there is an artistic conception that covers the four directions of heaven and earth, and the vast sky.

"This is"

"This is the Taoist technique of the Taishang Dao, but unfortunately, the Taishang Dan Sutra is not in my hands, and the figure of this 'Taiyu Tower' can only be expressed with my Dao heart comprehension, which is not as good as the image of the real tower in the Taishang Dan Sutra. However, this is still a great way for you to improve your Dao cultivation, I will give you this 'Yu' chapter, I hope you can understand it. Concubine Rong's matter, don't think about it. ”

Hong Xuanji's voice without any emotional fluctuations came from his lips.