"Father!!!"
Hong Xi took a few steps back, dodging the collapsing bookshelves and the flying pieces of mugwort leaves. Looking at Hong Xuanji's appearance, fear flashed through his heart.
He didn't expect Hong Xuanji to be so terrifying when he was enraged. When Hong Xuanji just stood up, the overwhelming pressure made him feel like his liver was being torn apart.
That's right, his insides were torn apart!
"I'm also a top Connate expert, half a step into the realm of Great Grandmaster. To be honest, I'm also one of the commanders of the five battalions of the Imperial Army. I've been through hundreds of battles, and my murderous aura is frightening. I've seen all kinds of big scenes. But with father's anger just now, I even lost the confidence to fight. All these years, father has been in a high position and rarely fights with others, but his supernatural fist techniques are getting more and more unfathomable … "
This thought flashed through Hong Xi's mind like a spark.
"That little Inspector Wu Yuan, can he deal with Fei Rong?" After his anger, Hong Xuanji slowly sat down. His expression was like a bottomless abyss, and no one could tell what was brewing in his heart.
"Fei Rong is a genius. I've taught her the All Heavenly Death Wheel Dharma Mudra step by step, and she has already stepped into the realm of Great Grandmaster. Her cultivation of Dao is only one step away from breaking through to the realm of Ghost Immortal. On top of that, she has the Yin Yang Peach Divine Sword in her hand. Even the Sect Leaders of various sects may not be able to do anything to her …"
Hong Xuanji looked at the void in front of him, and slowly lowered his eyelids. There was an inexplicable aura rippling around him.
"Fei Rong is indeed a genius. Given time, she will definitely be able to subdue all the Dao sects and martial arts sects in the world, and make Daluo stand above all the other sects. Father, I also don't believe that she's dead, but!!" Hong Xi said with his head lowered.
"Don't say anymore, get out."
Hong Xuanji said lightly.
Hearing this voice, Hong Xi retreated without saying a word.
"Subduing all the Daoist sects and martial arts sects in the world …" After Hong Xi left, Hong Xuanji closed his eyes, as if trying to sense something. "Fei Rong, are you really dead? Why can't I sense your thoughts? Tell me, who did it? I'll avenge you with my own hands. You won't die. I'll become a Human Immortal, and then reach the supreme realm of shattering vacuum. It's not impossible for you to regain your thoughts and gather your spirit … "
"Was it done by the Supreme Dao? What a good Fourth Brother, raising such a good dog. "
To the east of the Imperial City was a large stretch of tall palaces. They were magnificent, and the ground was made of bricks made from Chi Zhou's golden clay. Piece by piece, they were pressed against the ground. Amidst the black iron, there were flashes of gold. It was as if they were really cast from gold and iron. At first glance, it was filled with a noble and mysterious aura.
This was the Eastern Palace where the Crown Prince resided. It was truly the place where the Crown Prince lived. It was the place where the Crown Prince lived.
At this moment, in the Eastern Palace, a person wearing a golden four-clawed dragon robe and a golden crown sat on a wide chair. He was looking at a eunuch who was kneeling on the ground and reading memorials.
Many palace maids, eunuchs, and guards stood around, not daring to breathe loudly. At the same time, they did not dare to lift their eyelids to look at the person on the chair. This atmosphere was as if the person on the chair was the Demon King of the Demon Kings. If he were to get angry, he would devour the flesh and blood of others and send them into the endless abyss, never to be reborn again.
The person on the chair was not the Demon King of the Demon Kings, but the Crown Prince of Da Qian. His face bore some resemblance to Prince Yu. They were of the same bloodline. His appearance was not particularly ferocious. On the contrary, he had a strong aura of grace. However, his eyelids occasionally drooped, revealing a dark purple color. He gave off a domineering and boundless majesty. No matter who it was, they would have to submit to him.
After listening to the memorials, the Crown Prince let out a long sigh. He only said eight words, "Kill Hou Qingchen. Investigate the Supreme Path."
When the eunuchs heard this order, they did not reply. They only silently retreated. They could only carry out the Crown Prince's orders. They could not question him.
In the imperial garden of the Imperial Harem.
Consort Yuan sat quietly in the pavilion. She rested her chin on her hand and quietly admired a few beautiful butterflies dancing among the peony flowers at the mouth of the bowl.
At this moment, a butterfly suddenly flew over and circled around her. It landed on Consort Yuan's fingertip and moved as if it was sucking nectar.
"Ziyue, what are you doing here?"
Consort Yuan smiled and spoke to the butterfly in a barely audible voice.
"The Daluo's Zhao Feirong has been killed. The whereabouts of the Yin-Yang Peach Sword are unknown. We do not know who has taken it." A soft voice came from the butterfly.
"Oh? This is really a big deal. "Consort Yuan shook her hand lightly and the butterfly flew away.
"I can't let anyone recognize this sword. Otherwise, I'll be in endless trouble."
In an inn in Yellow Millet Town, Hong Yi watched as Mu The Younger took out a small bucket of varnish and carefully smeared it on the 'Punisher' Peach Sword. After the varnish was evenly distributed, he mixed it with gelatin and brushed it with a layer of silver powder.
In less than the time it took to burn a stick of incense, this jade-like divine sword with flesh markings had turned into a shining silver sword that looked like polished steel. There was no trace of the original divine sword at all.
"Young Mu, you can wear the Silver Shark Armor on the inside and put on a layer of loose silk clothes. Then, no one will be able to tell. This Silver Shark Armor is so close to your skin and it's also smooth. It's even more comfortable than wearing the snow silk underwear."
Hong Yi flipped his sleeves and revealed a silver-gray arrow sleeve. It rubbed against his skin and felt very smooth. He was very satisfied.
The Silver Shark Armor that Hou Qingchen gave Xiao Chen was not like ordinary leather armor or iron armor. It was hard and heavy, and it did not rub against the body when worn. Instead, it had the softness of silk and could be worn as undergarments. This was indeed the armor that cultivators and generals yearned for.
There were a total of five sets of Silver Shark Armor. Hong Yi wore one, gave one to Shen Tiezhu, one to Mu The Younger, and one to Chi Zhuiyang. They were all well-equipped. If they encountered any unexpected situations, they would have a great deal of insurance.
"En." Mu The Younger nodded and placed the Divine Peach Sword beside Hong Yi. Then, he tidied up the four corners of the blanket on the bed. "Brother Yi, I have to go and practice martial arts. After taking the Tiger Bone Jade Marrow Ointment, my limbs and bones feel very warm. I might be able to practice the Butterfly Dance Fist Technique to the peak within a month and enter the realm of peak Martial Master. If I enter the peak of the Innate Realm, Great Grandmaster, Wu Sheng, or Human Immortal Realm, I will be able to help Brother Yi even more. I can even help you take revenge."
"En, you have to understand the importance of martial arts. Go on." Hong Yi smiled. He was reminded of the warm feeling he had when he was with the little fox in the valley.
"Brother Hong, I used the Bear Gall Wine, the Leopard Embryo Pill, the Tihu Cake, and the Jade Marrow Ointment to refine my muscles, tendons, skin, and bones. It is indeed the magical medicine of the Daizen Temple. If this goes on, I will only need one month. One month. One month. I will be able to master the parts that I did not master before. I will master the highest realm of the Nine Transformations of the Fish Dragon, the Golden Dragon Scale Body."
Just as Mu The Younger returned to his room, Chi Zhuiyang suddenly barged in and said excitedly.
"Golden Dragon Scale Body?" Hong Yi raised his head.
"That's right. It is the Golden Dragon Scale Body. With just a thought, the muscles, muscles, and skin of the body will move like the Dragon Scale Armor. It will make a 'hu hu' sound. Even swords and sabers will be shaken off by the movement."
Chi Zhuiyang explained.
"After mastering it, will you be able to take on someone like Zhao Feirong?" Hong Yi asked.
"That's impossible. Zhao Feirong's fist technique has already reached the level of a grandmaster. Unless my soul and body become one, I will not be able to take on an expert like her. Luckily, she is a cultivator of Dao techniques and is unable to become one. If it was a grandmaster who had become one, I'm afraid we would not be able to escape in time."
"Her fist technique is indeed powerful! Hong Yi recalled the spear in his opponent's hand. His Celestial Peach Sword was so powerful and agile, but it was still circled by the spear. If not for Chi Zhuiyang's Nine Heavenly Snake Arrows, he might not have been able to kill her.
"It seems that although martial arts is no match for Dao techniques, the further one goes, the more unfathomable it becomes. I wonder how powerful a peak Connate, or even a grandmaster, or even a Wu Sheng, who has become one with the soul and body and become one with the soul?"
Hong Yi finally witnessed the power of a grandmaster in fist techniques. But thinking about Hong Xuanji, who had become one with the soul and body, and was at the peak of Wu Sheng, and was even evaluated by the head of Xuantian Hall as the most promising expert to become a Human Immortal, Hong Yi felt that the situation was grim.
"Zhao Feirong is already so powerful. I wonder how powerful Hong Xuanji is? I'm afraid that even if I use Vanquish, I won't be able to hurt him at all. "Hong Yi pondered.
After seeing the Death Wheel of All Heavens Fist Technique, Hong Yi felt that Hong Xuanji was even more unfathomable.
"Brother Hong, I'm going back to my room to practice my fist techniques. Think about it yourself." Seeing that Hong Yi was thinking about something else, Chi Zhuiyang called out and left.
"Hmm? Tomorrow morning, let's gather at the town's Huang Liang Restaurant and have a meal of Yellow Millet Rice. The Yellow Millet Rice here is famous in Jade Capital, but I've never had it before. After eating, we'll set off for the south. "
Hong Yi called out.
"Sure." Chi Zhuiyang naturally agreed and returned to his room.
After Chi Zhuiyang left, Hong Yi got up and consumed a spoonful of Tiger Bone Jade Marrow Ointment. At the same time, he started practicing the Butterfly Dance Fist Technique and the Tiger Demon Fist Technique. When the two sets of fist techniques were combined, he immediately visualized the future Buddha. Instantly, an incomparably refreshing feeling surged from every joint of his body.
The medicinal effects of the Tiger Bone Jade Marrow Ointment were fully unleashed. Coupled with the simultaneous practice of the two fists, Yin and Yang were in harmony.
Hong Yi entered a state that he had never experienced before.
All of a sudden, he felt as if his entire body was transparent. Every single joint appeared before his eyes. Every single bone in his body was distinct. Some were weak, some were hard, and some were slightly loose. All kinds of states flowed through his mind.
Feeling every single joint in his body was as clear as looking at the lines on the back of one's palm.
Hong Yi knew that he had entered the bone-training realm of a Martial Master.
His fist technique cultivation had become that of a true Martial Master.
After feeling that he had entered the Martial Master realm, Hong Yi did not stop. Instead, he continuously practiced the two sets of fist techniques, Butterfly and Tiger. One Yin and one Yang, one soft and one hard, one light and one heavy. The two extreme states alternated in his body.
After practicing for more than ten times, Hong Yi had completely entered a state where he forgot about himself and the world. He seemed to have thoughts, but his body was still practicing the fists. It was as if he had entered a completely unintentional cycle of Yin and Yang.
As he practiced, he practiced …
Hong Yi's spirit quietly separated from his body. It floated in the air and sat cross-legged on it.
However, his body did not stop moving just because his spirit had left his body. Instead, it continued to move. His body swayed as he practiced the two sets of fist techniques, Tiger and Butterfly.
"This is not the state of Soul Separation and Possession. I have not reached this stage at all. What is going on?"
When Hong Yi saw this situation, he was stunned in his heart.
It turned out that for a cultivator of Taoist techniques to be able to separate his spirit and control his body at the same time, he had to reach the state of Soul Separation and Mind Separation.
In other words, he had to divide his spirit into many parts.
However, Hong Yi's Taoist techniques had only reached the state of Body Manipulation. He had not even reached the state of Body Manifestation, let alone the state of Soul Separation.
Therefore, it was impossible for his body to still be able to move like this.
Moreover, Hong Yi felt that there was not a single thought in his body. Now that he was punching and pouncing, it was like a tiger playing with a butterfly. It was an extremely mysterious inertia.
"Thoughtless Tranquility. Although one is asleep, one can still practice the fists," Monk Yin Yue's commentary suddenly flowed into Hong Yi's mind from the Martial Scripture.
It turned out that his body, unknowingly, had entered the highest state of Thoughtless Tranquility that all martial artists yearned for!
The state of Thoughtless Tranquility was even more mysterious and unpredictable than the state of Yin and Yang harmony.
In the Daizen Temple, there were some monks who cultivated martial arts wholeheartedly without any distractions. After years of practicing martial arts, they had become habitual monks. Even when they were asleep, their bodies could subconsciously wake up and do all kinds of punching postures. However, they were completely unaware of it. They were muddle-headed, like a piece of chaos. This was the state of Thoughtless Tranquility.
Practicing martial arts in this state was countless times better than practicing in any other state!
Thoughtless Tranquility!
Hakuziyue had occasionally told Hong Yi that he had achieved the body of Wu Sheng at the age of 15. He had relied on many spiritual medicines and the Ambrosia Wine to practice martial arts under the state of Yin and Yang harmony. However, he had never entered the state of Thoughtless Tranquility.
Hakuziyue had occasionally sighed. If he could continue to practice martial arts in such a state, over the years, he might even be able to break through the shackles of Taoist techniques that prevented him from reaching the pinnacle of his martial arts!
Those who cultivated Taoist techniques could not unite their spirit and body, and their souls were separated. At most, they could reach the state of elementary Wu Sheng, and could not advance any further!
However, if one could practice martial arts in the state of Thoughtless Tranquility, they might be able to break through this limit!
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