Thump!
The horse's hooves hit something hard, and the pedestrians on the road stopped. It was a frozen corpse.
"Young Master, this is a frozen corpse. It's completely dead and has no signs of life."
"How pitiful. If there were signs of life, I could pour some hot soup to save it. Even though I have profound Dao techniques, I don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life.
This year's snow is even heavier than last year's … It's freezing cold. Although there's a saying that snow indicates a bountiful year, many people can't even get through the cold winter, so how can they talk about the coming year? This year's weather is so cold, and even we, who have profound martial arts, have to wear coats and wrap ourselves up tightly. I wonder how many commoners will freeze to death? "
In the midst of the snowstorm, a group of people braved the wind and snow and advanced on the road.
The leader was a young man in a scholarly robe with a long sword hanging at his waist. He was riding a horse and had a pitch-black wolf skin cloak draped over his shoulders. The heavy snow fell, and soon, his cloak was covered in a thick layer of snow.
However, every time the snow covered his body, his body would tremble slightly. With this tremble, all the snow on his body would bounce off like marbles. This showed his profound martial arts skills.
This young man was naturally Hong Yi, who had returned to Jade Capital from Linhai Provincial City.
At this moment, Hong Yi sighed and looked at the frozen corpse on the ground.
This was a corpse lying in the middle of the road. Hong Yi had already met dozens of them along the way.
The group of cavalry behind Hong Yi were also the trusted experts he had selected to return to Jade Capital. There were more than 30 men and women.
This time, when he returned to Jade Capital, he was surrounded by talents and experts. With sufficient strength and confidence, he could assist Prince Yu to seize the throne and contend with many powers in Jade Capital.
Needless to say, the Enduring Monk and the Wu Sheng who had grown hair.
Chi Zhuiyang, Shen Tiezhu, Mu The Younger, Lélie, Hills, Wen Feiyan, Flying Guillotine, Mr. Zhou, Arachnida Gigantea, the Pacification Navy Green Battalion Commander Yang Yingming, and the five old men who had followed Hong Yi, as well as the four women of the Eight Silver Moon Guards, Yin Yue, Yin Jian, Yin Feng, and Yin Yu, whose martial arts had greatly improved. There were also the ten Innate Silver Shark Warriors by Chan Yinsha's side. They were all experts who could take on ten or even a hundred.
Two Lion Kings galloped in front to open the way. Everything looked majestic and proud.
These two Lion Kings had been fed with many elixirs, and even had the opportunity to drink the soup of the Elemental Female Pearl. Now, their bodies were bigger. At first glance, they looked like real white-haired lions. When they stood up, they looked like human bears. Apart from these people, the rest stayed in the Yun Nation and were led by Hua Nongyue and Hua Nongying.
"Yes, it's nothing in Nanzhou. It's just the cold wind and rain. After walking hundreds of miles on the ancient road of Nanzhou and traveling more than a thousand miles to Huangliang Town, after entering Zhongzhou, it snowed non-stop. Look at the snow on the ground, it's frozen into ice. It's a few feet thick. Twenty years ago, many branches of our Daizen Temple would open porridge stores whenever winter came. They would give out porridge and clothes."
The Enduring Monk also rode a Black Demon Qilin and stood behind Hong Yi. After shaking off the snow on his body, he said, "Twenty years, I haven't been to Zhongzhou for twenty years! Who would have thought that I would be able to set foot on the land of Zhongzhou in my lifetime? "
The Enduring Monk was very excited.
Even though he was Wu Sheng, his twenty years of living in the wilderness did not diminish his longing for his hometown. Instead, his longing grew stronger.
Now that he had finally set foot on the land of Zhongzhou and hoped to see the revival of the Daizen Temple, the Enduring Monk could not help but let out a long sigh.
"Master, do you want to take a look at the ruins of the Daizen Temple? Look at where the Great Zen Temple used to be, what has it become? "
Hong Yi's voice was a little erratic as he spoke to the Enduring Monk.
As Hong Yi paused, the Lightning Stallion beneath him stood quietly. It was not shaken by the snowstorm, nor did it shiver or feel cold. The Lightning Stallion was a divine horse to begin with, and it had eaten many elixirs. Recently, it had even gained spirituality and cultivated Taoist techniques. It had basically become a spirit. Moreover, it was now wearing a warm leather sheath, and its feet were wrapped in thick leather to prevent the cold and slippery "Ural Grass".
With such attire and such a strong physique, how could it possibly get cold? Even the Yuan Tu Country in the extreme north would not be frozen by the cold.
In reality, the horses that Hong Yi's group rode on were all wrapped up tightly. They were completely light in the wind and snow.
The advantage of such wrappings was that the Black Demon Qilin Horse would not be so conspicuous.
"Hong Yi, aren't you going to Yujing City? The Daizen Temple is in the center of Zhongzhou and is not on the same road as Yujing City. If we take a detour, we will have to travel another two to three thousand miles. "
The Enduring Monk's eyes flashed.
"It doesn't matter. I'm not in a hurry to return to Jade Capital. I'm just going to participate in the Imperial Examination at the beginning of spring. It's only November now, and there's still some time before the end of the year, let alone next year's Imperial Examination. Moreover, the Great Zen Temple's name has resounded for thousands of years. I've received benefits from the Great Zen Temple, so I should pay my respects."
Hong Yi looked at the group of people behind him. They were all standing motionless in the snowstorm, and each of them was incomparably valiant. He felt a sense of satisfaction.
"Moreover, we are now completely light. We don't have any rations or carriages, and we don't need to carry rations, hot water, and the like. Traveling another two to three thousand miles is a piece of cake."
"That's true. Without the burden of rations, traveling a few thousand miles is nothing." Chi Zhuiyang urged his horse forward and said, "Young Master's Dao techniques are boundless. You can use the Five Ghosts to transport things. You can have anything you want."
"Using the Five Ghosts to transport things …" Hong Yi smiled and did not say anything.
Chi Zhuiyang's words were naturally directed at the people behind him.
In fact, Hong Yi's luggage, food, rations, and clothes were all packed in a Qiankun Bag on the way back to Yujing City. Everyone was lightly packed.
However, the fact that they had a Qiankun Bag naturally could not be revealed.
In fact, apart from Chi Zhuiyang, Mu The Younger, Shen Tiezhu, Arachnida Gigantea, Enduring Monk, and Chan Yinsha, even Mr. Zhou and Lélie did not know that Hong Yi had a Qiankun Bag.
Although the people Hong Yi had brought with him were all loyal and devoted, and they had put their fingerprints on the Dragon Flag, swearing to die for Hong Yi, the fewer people who knew about the Qiankun Bag, the better.
However, the things that these people ate, drank, and rested in along the way, such as tents, were casually conjured up by Hong Yi. This would arouse the suspicions of others. However, it was still alright. Using the legends of telekinesis and dao techniques to transport things through the air to those who did not know dao techniques was still acceptable.
"Wu Yuansheng's territory is in front of us. Let's speed up and hope to reach Wu Yuansheng's provincial capital before dark. I still want to have a good chat with Inspector Hou Qingchen."
Hong Yi pointed to the front. The group was still advancing in the wind and snow.
With the Qiankun Bag, Hong Yi finally understood why the Champion Marquis could dominate tens of thousands of miles of prairie, seize tribes, and fight back against Yun Meng. It was as if he had entered no man's land.
Although there were only about 30 people in Hong Yi's group, they consumed large amounts of food, meat, and vegetables every day. Especially since they were all martial artists, they ate much more than ordinary people.
If these 20 to 30 people brought 20 to 30 horses, the amount of food they consumed every day was more than two to three hundred ordinary people. If they brought dry rations, they would have to bring many horse carriages.
In this wind and snow, the horse carriages could not move at all, and they did not know if they could travel ten miles in a day.
But now with the Qiankun Bag, all of this was not a problem.
They traveled lightly and freely, stopping and resting as they wished.
His large cloak completely blocked out the wind and snow. Hong Yi wielded his sword and rode the horse, walking through the snow to admire the scenery. It was indeed a comfortable and carefree scene.
However, at this time, he was not in the mood to admire the snow. He wanted to quickly reach Wu Yuansheng, because along the way, Hong Yi had seen many people freeze to death and starve to death.
He hurried to Wu Yuansheng and discussed with Inspector Hou Qingchen how to help the refugees. It should be known that in winter, the lives of ordinary people were the most difficult.
There were still 800,000 kilograms of refined rice in the Qiankun Bag. As long as he took out one-tenth of it, it would be enough to help countless ordinary people survive in this winter. However, Hong Yi would not foolishly take it out. This kind of matter, of course, had to be coordinated with Inspector Wu Yuansheng. Only with the intervention of the officials, could it be done flawlessly.
Moreover, he could not let Hou Qingchen know that he had the Qiankun Bag.
There was a reason why Hong Yi did not choose to fly with Chan Yinsha or use the Magical Blood Divine Carpet on the way back to Jade Capital from Linhai Province.
His thoughts were very clear.
First, he had stayed at the officials' relay stations along the way. This way, if anything happened to Shuiyang Province's Inspector Hong Kang in the future, it would be difficult to trace it back to him.
Second, he took advantage of the time on the way to melt his cultivation, and at the same time, forced Wu Housekeeper to tell him the secret of All Natural Death Wheel.
Third, he wanted to go to the ruins of the Daizen Temple. Not only did he want to fulfill the wish of the Enduring Monk, but he also wanted to investigate the situation of the Lifeless Path and Zhen Kong Path in the Central Province. Moreover, he also wanted to see what had become of the ruins of the Daizen Temple.
Hong Yi always planned everything in advance, and it was watertight. He always had a detailed list of what he wanted to do and how he should do it. Although it could not be said that he was flawless, he was not reckless. This was also the rigorous style that he had figured out by studying the history books and observing the lives of those great figures in history.
In the fierce rush, Hong Yi divided a part of his consciousness into the Qiankun Bag.
At this time, the Qiankun Bag was not on someone else's body. Instead, it was worn on Hong Yi's body like a sutra. The Qiankun Bag was made of the skin of a Human Immortal, and it could be worn as armor. It was ten times stronger than the black gold kasaya. Moreover, it had a natural warmth to protect the body, which was very beneficial to the body.
Now that Hong Yi's spirit had the Pure Yang Will, he could control the Qiankun Bag freely. He did not need the Enduring Monk to drip his blood to suppress it every few hours.
These days, Chan Yinsha and Arachnida Gigantea entered the Qiankun Bag to cultivate.
If his physical body wanted to enter the Qiankun Bag, Hong Yi would have to use his magic power to open the door. But now, when his spirit entered, he only needed to move slightly.
The Small Chiliocosm in the Qiankun Bag was still a hundred miles wide, three to four hundred feet tall. It was light, and the air was very fresh. It was so clean that one would think it was a paradise.
At this time, Chan Yinsha sat in the middle of the Qiankun Bag, silently guarding her spirit. Clearly, she had started to understand the true meaning of the Sutra of the Past. Now that she had absorbed the Blood of the Evil God, and her spirit had the Pure Yang Nature, it was much easier to cultivate the Sutra of the Past.
"Yaksha Of Baekje!" All of a sudden, Chan Yinsha had a thought, and a tall Yaksha Of Baekje descended into the Small Chiliocosm of the Qiankun Bag.
"Finally managed to merge with the Shenxiao Dao Lightning Art. At least there will be no conflict, and my spirit has become much stronger." Chan Yinsha opened her eyes and saw Hong Yi descending into the space. She couldn't help but smile.
"Mm, now that you understand the Sutra of the Past, even if Hong Xuanji becomes a Human Immortal, we can still fight. At least we won't be afraid of him."
Hong Yi smiled.
"Young Master Yi, I thought you practiced the supreme scripture of the three scriptures of the Daizen Temple, the Amitabha Sutra of the Past. The Old Slave thought you practiced the Daoist technique of the Taishang Dao, but he miscalculated. Haha, it seems that the Taishang Dao's Taishang Wang Qing is really powerful. The Monogatari didn't even take care of his sister's son. "
In another part of the Small Chiliocosm, Wu Housekeeper sat on the ground and smiled bitterly.
"This Small Chiliocosm must be the Qiankun Bag. I didn't think that we, the Barren Land, would fail at the last moment, and you would get the benefit. Good, good... "
"Cut the crap, tell me the secret of the Death Wheel of All-Heaven Aperture, or I will treat you like a demon and soak you in a dung cellar for three days!"
Arachnida Gigantea said fiercely.
"Enough, Jin Xuner."
Hong Yi stopped Arachnida Gigantea from talking, and then said to Wu Housekeeper, "Saint Tu Yuan of the Essence Temple was killed by me. Since you know my methods, then be obedient and tell me the secret of the Death Wheel of All-Heaven Aperture."
"Young Master Yi is really powerful. No wonder you are the son of the Saintess of the Taishang Dao, Meng Bingyun. Master Kang, Young Master Xi, and the others can't even compare to you." Master Wu's old face was full of wrinkles, and he looked around, "I can tell Young Master Yi about the Death Wheel of All-Heaven Aperture that Marquis taught me, but Marquis only taught me the cultivation method of seven or eight apertures, and the measurement method. The real Death Wheel of All-Heaven Aperture has a total of three hundred and sixty apertures to cultivate … Young Master Yi, even if you have this kind of power, going against Marquis and the Da Qian Dynasty is like throwing an egg against a rock. Young Master Yi, even if the Monogatari has that kind of divine power, he wouldn't dare to go against the Da Qian Dynasty. I advise you to give up the idea of going against Marquis. "
"The Death Wheel of All-Heaven Aperture has three hundred and sixty apertures, so many …" Chan Yinsha heard Hong Yi ask Wu Housekeeper, and couldn't help but be shocked.
"This must be Silver Shark. If Young Master Yi doesn't go against Marquis, and brings this daughter-in-law to Marquis, Marquis will definitely be very happy." Wu Housekeeper took a deep breath and said.
"I've been cultivating Dao techniques for three hundred years. Before Hong Xuanji was born, I was already invincible. He's still a junior. But I don't believe that the Death Wheel of All-Heaven Aperture has three hundred and sixty apertures to cultivate and measure," Chan Yinsha said coldly.
"That's not a big deal. Marquis combined the martial arts of the Taishang Sutra with the martial arts of the Heaven Creation Scripture," Wu Housekeeper said. "These two scriptures might not be inferior to the Sutra of the Past of the Daizen Temple. Back then, the Monogatari could assassinate Taizong and Gaozong by himself. But now, the Emperor and the Crown Prince have high cultivation, but he still hasn't come to assassinate them. Young Master Yi, just think about it and you can understand the relationship. "
"It's a pity that the Monogatari's Man Immortal body was destroyed by Hong Xuanji. Otherwise, he could have become a Yang God, and he wouldn't have only gone through eight Thunder Tribulations."
Chan Yinsha sneered.
"I know the power of the Da Qian Dynasty without you telling me in detail. But no matter how powerful he is, he may not be able to govern the people of the world well. If he can't govern the people of the world well, the world will naturally be in chaos, and the flames of war will rise everywhere, and he will naturally be destroyed. Throughout the ages, which dynasty's imperial power is not incomparably powerful? But it can fall just like that. Even the ancient imperial power can't withstand a change. "
Hong Yi ignored Wu Housekeeper's words.
"Young Master Yi is indeed thorough..." Wu Housekeeper said, "Young Master, you don't have to immerse the Old Slave in the manure cellar. The method of measuring the seven or eight acupoints that the Old Slave learned is originally the" Shang Jing Eight Gods "of the Taishang Alchemy Scripture. It doesn't hurt to tell Young Master Yi."
"Shang Jing Eight Gods?" Hong Yi said expressionlessly, "In that case, tell me about it!"
"The Eight Gods of Shang Jing are the Brain God, the Hair God, the Skin God, the Eye God, the Neck God, the Bone God, the Nose God and the Tongue God."
Wu Housekeeper said.
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