"Crack."
The Sky-shaking Bow in Chan Yinsha's hand made a cracking sound as if it was about to shatter.
Then, the ferocious eyes of the beast heads on both ends of the Sky-shaking Bow flickered, and then the red light dimmed.
"Hong Xuanji actually destroyed the four Wuji Arrows." Chan Yinsha saw this situation and let out a long sigh, as if he was distressed by the destruction of the Divine Artifact.
"His cultivation is indeed terrifying, but he can't kill me." Hong Yi waved his hand, and a crack appeared in the void, allowing Chan Yinsha to put the Sky-shaking Bow and the remaining five Wuji Arrows into the crack.
At this time, Hong Yi's entourage of twenty to thirty people were already fifty miles away, on top of a high mountain.
The mountain was bare, and below it was a cliff. The surroundings were smooth, and occasionally, there were small trees growing in the cracks of the rocks. They were dozens of people above the ground, and no one could climb up.
Standing far away on this mountain, Hong Yi silently circulated his divine soul and could vaguely see the Autumn Moon Temple. Near his mother's grave, a huge Yang energy was still lingering around. Even when the mountain wind blew fiercely, it only shook slightly and did not dissipate.
Hong Xuanji was no longer there. Only the collapsed Autumn Moon Temple, the broken rocks around the grave, and the broken trees were left.
"I don't know if my mother's spirit in heaven will be happy or sad to see me fighting with Hong Xuanji in front of her grave. Sigh … "
Hong Yi sighed deeply. His tone was indescribably desolate in the night wind, sending chills down people's hearts.
Indeed, after watching this earth-shattering battle between father and son, even Chi Zhuiyang, Mr. Zhou, Lélie, and the others were silent, each with different feelings in their hearts.
Although there was no victor in this battle between father and son, it was already the most unethical battle in history.
However, in the hearts of the people present, they felt an indescribable sorrow when they replaced Hong Yi. Their own father had caused the death of their mother. As a son, should he take revenge or not? The reasoning behind this was something that no one could truly explain throughout the ages.
"Even if I didn't kill Hong Xuanji, he would have killed me. I killed Zhao Feirong because she wanted to kill me. I killed Yan Zhenzong because he wanted to kill me. I killed Wu Wenhui because he wanted to destroy my martial arts …"
Hong Yi looked ahead, his brows furrowed as if he was deep in thought.
When he fought with Hong Xuanji just now, Hong Yi did not hesitate at all. However, after the fight, he felt all kinds of emotions in his heart. It was not because he felt guilty because he fought with his own father, but because he felt that things were too strange and his life was too complicated.
His mother was dead, his father wanted to kill him, and his only uncle was powerful and boundless, but he was afraid that he would become his enemy in the future.
All his relatives were his enemies. This kind of experience really caused Hong Yi to not know whether to laugh or cry in his heart. A feeling of absurdity toward the affairs of the world surged in his heart.
"Hong Yi, don't be emotional! In the eyes of us cultivators, human feelings are actually very weak. After you die and reincarnate once, you will understand that we have surpassed the ghost immortals in the secular world. There are two kinds of people. One is friends, and the other is enemies. Apart from that, there is nothing else. "
Seeing Hong Yi sigh, Chan Yinsha could not help but say.
"Ah Yi, are you thinking about your father-son relationship with Hong Xuanji? At most, you can just reincarnate once and you can't do it anymore. Or you can abandon this body and let Hong Xuanji kill you and return it to him! Return the body to him, and everything will be settled! When that time comes, you can kill him and see what else he can say! The people in the world will have nothing to say! "
At this moment, Arachnida Gigantea shrieked.
"Reincarnate again …" Hong Yi listened to Chan Yinsha and Arachnida Gigantea's words and thought carefully, "There are only two kinds of people. One is friends, and the other is enemies? Disregarding morality and righteousness, disregarding gratitude and grudges … That is the orthodox ancient Daoism of 'I do good when I do good, and I do evil when I do evil'. My will is the will of the heavens, and those who go against me are going against the heavens. Perhaps if I reincarnate multiple times, I will have this kind of state of mind. However, I have yet to reincarnate. The 'cause' that I have planted in this life has to be personally ended. Otherwise, without merit or virtue, how can I reincarnate and bring it to the next life? If my mind is not at ease, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to improve my cultivation. As cultivators, we cultivate merit and not virtue! I don't care what the world thinks of me! The matters of this life must be resolved in this life! Let Hong Xuanji see the consequences of mixing black and white and inverting right and wrong! "
After saying that, Hong Yi waved his hand. "Let's go back and tidy up in front of the grave. I will dig out my mother's ashes and find a place to bury her again."
"Don't go to the grave first. Hong Xuanji might be hiding nearby! If we go there rashly, we will definitely be attacked by him! He has truly cultivated to become a Human Immortal. His fist intent can reach up to ten miles away. If he locks his gaze and releases his divine intent, it is enough to defeat a ghost immortal. "
Chan Yinsha hurriedly stopped Hong Yi's actions.
"If Hong Xuanji has fallen to the level of sneak attacks, then he is not scary anymore! When I fought with him just now, I felt that I did not use my full strength. I predicted that the current situation in the capital is very tense. It is very likely that a crisis and danger is brewing! He is not willing to use his full strength to prevent me from injuring him and damaging his strength! Moreover, he already knows that I have cultivated to become a ghost immortal. Even if he kills my body, it will be difficult for him to destroy my soul. More importantly, he is afraid that I will really go to Marquis Wu Wen's residence to kill that bitch Madam Zhao. "
Before Hong Yi left just now, he told Hong Xuanji that he was going to kill Madam Zhao. Naturally, this could make Hong Xuanji hesitate in taking action.
However, of course, Hong Yi would not directly go to Marquis Wu Wen's residence to kill Madam Zhao. Not to mention that there might be other experts in Marquis Wu Wen's residence. Even if he killed Madam Zhao, it would cause too much of a commotion and would not be beneficial to him. Moreover, if he went to kill Madam Zhao, it would definitely cause an intense fight and harm bystanders. Killing an enemy was a matter of course. However, harming the innocent was not what Hong Yi wanted. What was worse was that there must be experts in the Da Qian Imperial Court. If he made a move, it would cause too much of a commotion. If he was targeted, it would be difficult to carry out all his plans.
There were hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Jade Capital. In the Jade Capital, Hong Yi had attacked the residence of an important official of the imperial court and even killed his wife. If this matter were to spread, there would be no place in the world for Hong Yi, much less assisting Prince Yu.
However, Hong Yi also knew that his words were a huge threat to Hong Xuanji. It would make Hong Xuanji very nervous at all times.
As Hong Yi spoke, he used the power of the seven gods to wrap everyone and himself up. Then, he flew back to the graveyard.
Indeed, there was no one in the graveyard. Hong Xuanji had already left. On the ground, there were four broken Wuji Arrows.
The Wuji Arrows were completely destroyed.
Seeing this scene, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. They knew that the power of a Human Immortal was unfathomable.
However, Hong Yi did not even look at the four broken Wuji Arrows. He only looked at his mother's grave. His eyes were like torches, bright and full of expression.
Then, Hong Yi bent down to the ground, kowtowed three times and nine times, and lit incense candles. He silently narrated in his heart. After narrating for about an hour, he stood up and took an iron hoe. From the edge of the grave, he shoveled it open one grave at a time.
Hong Yi was an expert of the Grandmaster level. He had strong physical strength, so it was not difficult for him to dig. Soon, the grave was completely dug out, and a large white porcelain jar was revealed.
The white porcelain jar had been buried in the soil for a long time, and it had already been stained with a layer of soil.
Seeing this white porcelain jar, Hong Yi gently held it up. He could not help but feel sad. Even though he was a ghost immortal and had transcended life and death, he still could not 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 twenty-five-year-old beautiful woman. She was gentle, loving, and surrounded by the fragrance of books. She was quiet and elegant.
But now, she was a pile of ashes in a jar, resting in the ground. It was cold and cheerless, accompanied by the rocks and grass, and there was not even a person offering sacrifices in front of the grave.
"Mother, don't worry. One day, I will force Hong Xuanji to kneel in front of you and apologize to you! At the same time, I will kill that bitch Madam Zhao in front of your grave to avenge you. "
After stroking the white porcelain jar for a long time, Hong Yi sighed deeply again and put it into the Cosmos Sack.
"Let's go! Back to Green Willow Heights! I'm tired today! "
The group of people returned to Green Willow Heights.
In Marquis Wu Wen's mansion in Yujing City.
Langhuan Bookstore.
Hong Xuanji, who was dressed in embroidered clothes and had a purple gold crown on his head, was sitting in front of a chair without a beard. He looked like a university scholar, but also like a romantic scholar.
He did not move.
At this time, it was already late at night. The moon outside the window had also set. The cold night wind blew outside, creating a bleak atmosphere.
However, while it was bleak outside, the bookstore was full of candlelight and red sleeves were lit.
What was the thing that scholars admired the most?
It was not the wedding night, nor was it the imperial examinations. It was to light a few candles and incense lamps in the quiet night, and then have a beauty accompany you, grinding ink for you, lighting the lamps and flowers for you.
Reading at night with red sleeves and incense was the ideal reading environment for many scholar-officials.
At this time, Hong Xuanji enjoyed it.
While he was quietly sitting there, a tall and slender figure, her hair standing up straight, her eyebrows black, dressed in a green water silk gown, stood by his side, using a thin ivory hairpin, brushing off a bit of the condensed flame on the incense lamp.
"Bang."
The flame exploded, and the room was filled with fragrance.
The lamp was carved from lotus-shaped jade, and the lamp oil was a kind of fragrant oil, honey, and many other herbs and spices. It was called "Heavenly Fragrant Oil".
One tael of this "Heavenly Fragrant Oil" was equivalent to one tael of gold. When it was burned, there was no smoke at all. Instead, there was a faint fragrance that could refresh the mind and was very beneficial to the body.
"Xuanji, you came back so late. The city gate is already closed. Did you go outside the city? Did you go to West Mountain, Autumn Moon Temple, and Meng Bingyun's grave? "
After the woman lit the lantern, she spoke in a resentful tone.
"Fei 'er, I did go to West Mountain, but I came back so late because something happened." Hong Xuanji sat there. As he spoke, his face was as still as a piece of iron.
"Zhen Zong is dead. He died on the sea. Both his body and soul were destroyed."
The woman listened quietly to Hong Xuanji. After listening to him, she paused for a moment and spoke in an indifferent tone.
"Fei Rong is also dead. She was our daughter! She was killed by you and Meng Bingyun's son, Hong Yi! Kang 'er already told me this. That's why I came all the way to Jade Capital to find you. I only want one thing from you! As long as you nod, I can immediately bring Hong Yi here. Even if he has the protection of the Monogatari, it's useless! "
As the woman spoke, her voice became slightly louder, but she still maintained a gentle state.
This woman was the Daluo Sect Leader!
"Fei 'er, I will personally take care of Hong Yi. Don't touch him in the future. One day, I will give you an explanation." Hong Xuanji said calmly. His tone was completely indifferent.
"That Hong Yi is your son. Is Fei Rong not your daughter? I really don't understand. Why won't you let me kill Hong Yi? Does Meng Bingyun hold such an important place in your heart? Impossible! Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to break through to the Human Immortal Stage! Look, the plum blossom painting on the wall is gone. You must have burned it. "
The Daluo Sect Leader, the woman Hong Xuanji called "Fei 'er", raised her eyebrows as if she was about to get angry. However, she then calmed down and said softly.
"Fei 'er, after you received the news from Kang' er, you immediately sent Zhen Zong to the sea to kill Hong Yi. You didn't even ask for my opinion … Hmm? Don't hold grudges. I don't blame you. "
Seeing "Fei 'er" take a few breaths, Hong Xuanji sighed. "Back then, you married Zhen Zong out of anger because I was with Meng Bingyun. At that time, you were already pregnant with Fei Rong. I didn't blame you, let alone now. Just take it easy. I will personally take care of Hong Yi. Right now, the Monogatari has not been eliminated. There are still demon immortals in the palace … The Crown Prince is also restless. There are too many things. Take it easy … take it easy. And if you meet Hong Yi, don't do anything to him. "
"Xuanji, why are you so protective of your son?" This Luo Faction's sect master 'Fei' er 'finally got a bit angry: "Even if he has Meng Shen-Ji behind him, I've already crossed the first layer of lightning tribulation, and I've even borrowed Great Zen Temple's' Great Returning Soul Buddhist Incense 'to recover the weakness of my divine soul. Moreover, I have the God Splitting Puppet. Meng Shen-Ji's Nine Flame Dragons have already been broken, and his divine soul has also been injured. Could it be that he can still protect his nephew at this time?"
"Alright! Anyway, just remember what I said. Hong Yi is my son after all. I will take care of him. Fei 'er, you don't have to interfere. I will give you an explanation. " Hong Xuanji gently pinched the armrest. His eyes flashed fiercely and he said, "I have my difficulties. You will understand in the future. Not to mention Meng Shen-Ji, even if you are facing that Saintess Su Mu of the Supreme Path, even though you have crossed one layer of lightning tribulation, you might still be evenly matched with her. If you fight, you won't be able to gain any advantage. It's good that you have come to the Jade Capital. I was worried about your safety in the Southern State. You don't have to go back now. Just stay in my residence. You can go back after the matters in the capital are settled and the imperial court has settled down. "
"My safety? Is there anyone who can kill me? " The Daluo Sect Leader "Fei 'er" suddenly laughed, "You said that the saintess of the Supreme Path, Su Mu, is evenly matched with her? I would like to see what kind of mystique she has. You are afraid that I will hurt her, right? Do you still have the mindset of a young man now? With Meng Bingyun as an example, this Su Mu … "
"Enough," Hong Xuanji spat out two words and stopped the sect leader "Fei 'er" from speaking.
"Alright, I will stop. However, Yao Qinghui from Yaochi School and her two daughters have come to the Jade Capital. They will come looking for you sooner or later. I know that Yao Yueru and Yao Yueting are also your daughters. Yao Yueru's cultivation is profound and she has actually broken through the barrier of life and death to become a ghost immortal. That Yueting is also a grandmaster at the pinnacle of the martial dao. She will break through the bottleneck sooner or later and successfully change her blood to step into the realm of Wu Sheng. Your two sons, Xi 'er and Kang' er, are far inferior to them. "
The Daluo Sect Leader "Fei 'er" said again.
"That was something that happened in the past," Hong Xuanji lowered his eyelids, "After so many years, only you dare to mention these things in front of me. However, Fei 'er, remember what I said just now. Don't go looking for Hong Yi! Let me deal with Hong Yi personally and I will give you an explanation! Since you want to fight with Su Mu, I won't stop you … However, the dao techniques of the Taishang Path are not to be underestimated. You should know this as well. Let me impart you a scripture. Before you comprehend this scripture, don't leave my residence. "
As he spoke, Hong Xuanji picked up the brush from the book and spread out the paper.
"Fei 'er, help me grind the ink. You have not done it for me for many years."
"This is …"
The Daluo Sect Leader "Fei 'er" held the scented ink in his hand. After the ink was done, he watched as Hong Xuanji wrote. However, Hong Xuanji did not write first. Instead, he sketched out the shape of a square pagoda on the paper with a few strokes.
With just a few strokes, this four-sided pagoda gave off a feeling that encompassed the four directions of the world, a feeling of the vast universe.
"This is …"
"This is a dao technique of the Taishang Dao. It's a pity that the Taishang Alchemy Scripture is not in my hands, so I can only use my dao heart to express this picture of the Tower of Space. It cannot compare to the picture of the true pagoda in the Taishang Alchemy Scripture, but it will still greatly improve your dao technique cultivation. I will give you this' Universe 'chapter in hopes that you will be able to comprehend it. Don't think about the matter of Fei Rong. "
Hong Xuanji's emotionless voice came from his lips.
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