The heavens preach

Emperor Qian, the Peacock King, the Four Great Masters and others still occasionally look up at the starry sky outside the Great Thousand World, but with their eyesight, they can't see anything.

All I know is that those two extremely powerful people are still fighting in the depths of the starry sky.

"I don't know who defeated whom in the end?"

The Peacock King was full of thoughts.

Obviously, the master of the fist outside that day was faintly above the Mengshenji, but he didn't seem to have taken advantage of it at all. This still shows the horror of the Mengshenji.

In the imperial palace of Yujing City, Qiandi Yang Yunhe clenched his fists and gritted his teeth:

"I hope that the Dream God Machine will be completely killed in the starry sky!"

But he completely placed his hope on that person in the starry sky. After all, for everyone in the Great Thousand World, Chen Xixiang's prestige of being invincible in the past 300 years is too strong.

He suppressed his thoughts and withdrew his eyes from looking at the starry sky.

At this time, the eunuch Yin Lianhua sent up a note:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty discovered a 14-year-old child in the army. He performed military exploits at such a young age. It is very extraordinary..."

Qiandi Yang Yunhe's face was slightly shocked when he heard the words:

"What? A 14-year-old boy who has repeatedly made military exploits? Is there really such a person?"

Yin Lianhua lowered her head slightly and said in a low voice:

"Yes, it is said that this child is protected by a sword. Its image is a bit similar to the living sword of the ancient Panhuang. On the battlefield, even if a martial artist meets him, he will be cut by that powerful sword if he makes a move. kill!"

"Panhuang Life Sword!"

Yang Yunji's face was shocked. This is the most powerful human emperor's sword in the ancient times. It will appear on an eight-year-old child. What is the origin of this child? The emperor's spirit sword follows and guards!

Emperor Qian asked solemnly at this time: "Can you find out his identity?"

The eunuch Yin Lianhua took out another piece of silk from her cuff, and said in a low voice: "There are some guesses, but... Your Majesty please read it for yourself..."

Emperor Qian took a look, and his heart was shaken immediately, but he saw a few key words on the silk.

"Suspect the blood of the prince, and live among the people...".

He immediately held the silk tightly in his hand, then stared at Yin Lianhua with a pair of eyes and said:

"This child is now in my army, right? Give me an order, he must be cultivated more, and he must be kept secret."

"Yes!"

Yin Lianhua bowed and retreated.

Emperor Qian held the silk and clenched his fists tightly, feeling agitated:

"Okay, okay, Pan'er, you actually have such a treasure out of the sea, you were born with the Panhuang living sword protector, this is a great blessing and good luck for my royal family, such luck is so great The son is actually your son, the Panhuang Shenglingjian, he is a person favored by the Panhuang, and he is destined to be my son and grandson!"

Because of this unexpected surprise, Emperor Qian suddenly felt that Chen Xixiang's shadow was much less.

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And in another Great Thousand World, the Da Luo Sect, the sect that Hong Xuanji came from.

Ten years have passed since Hong Yi was sent here, and Hong Yi has also grown into a teenager. At this time, he is dressed like a book boy, holding a clean white handkerchief in both hands, and staring at the scene in front of him infatuatedly.

collapse!Bumble!

In the courtyard, there was a sound of air blown by the wind from the fists and feet, as if the man's hands and feet were like a strong bow, and there was a sense of strength between the stretches and the bullets.

Look carefully, it is a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in red, with a pretty face.

After a round of boxing practice, jade sweat grew on his neck, and he stretched out his hand in the air, beckoning someone to bring something over.

After a while, there was no movement.

The girl frowned slightly.

Another maid-like woman in the courtyard immediately said angrily: "Hong Yi, I didn't see that Senior Sister Concubine Rong finished martial arts training, what are you still doing there? The suzerain asked you to come here to serve Senior Sister Concubine Rong, didn't you?" Let you stay here in a daze."

"Oh! Yes, yes!" Hong Yi, who looked like a book boy, woke up in a start, and trotted quickly to hand over the handkerchief in his hand: "I was distracted, I'm sorry."

Concubine Zhao took the handkerchief lightly, wiped the sweat off her neck and face, then looked at Hong Yi with a half-smile in her eyes:

"Hong Yi, you are secretly learning how to practice martial arts from me!"

Hearing this, Hong Yi's complexion turned pale, and he suddenly raised his head.

"what?"

The maid next to her was also slightly startled, and immediately looked at Hong Yi angrily, and shouted:

"Hong Yi, let me tell you why you were in a daze just now, and you were actually peeking at Senior Sister Concubine Rong's boxing skills, you are so courageous!"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Feirong waved her hand at this moment, and said lightly:

"Forget it, although he is just a book boy, he is still a member of my Da Luo faction. It's nothing to look at, but I have a request. After you read it, you must study hard and don't slacken your efforts. Do you understand?" You can also come and ask me, otherwise, I will teach you a good lesson!"

When Hong Yi heard this, surprise appeared in his eyes: "Thank you, Senior Sister Feirong!"

Concubine Zhao said lightly: "Okay, you step back."

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After Hong Yi left.

The servant girl frowned and asked puzzledly: "Miss, why do you treat him so well and let him learn martial arts, and come to ask you for advice if he doesn't understand? gone."

Zhao Fei'er was promoted to be the suzerain of the Da Luo Sect three years ago. He had only one meaning for Hong Yi's stay in the Da Luo Sect, that is, as long as he did not die, Hong Yi would not be able to live in prosperity.

Concubine Zhao smiled coldly at this time, and said: "Hong Yi, he is just a villain. He is not qualified to be my father's son, let alone my younger brother. He is also worthy. I let him practice martial arts. If he doesn't know how to do it I came to ask me, in order to let him practice martial arts by himself, but he doesn't have enough nutrition to support him. If this continues, sooner or later he will develop problems and damage his foundation. At that time, not to mention what achievements he can get from practicing martial arts, he will be cured even if he is seriously ill of."

Poor in literature, rich in martial arts.

Without enough nutritional support, he dared to learn martial arts with inhuman training intensity.

After the servant girl heard the words, she was startled, she didn't expect Miss Concubine Rong to have such meticulous scheming at such a young age, she deserved to be Master Hong's daughter.

With a faint smile on the corner of Concubine Zhao's mouth, she turned around and threw up her dress, and went back to the house:

"Go, bring me my little clam pearl, I just finished a set of boxing and I need to make up for it."

"Yes."

The servant girl turned around to get the martial arts orb that contained terrifying energy.

After a while, the orb was boiled into soup, and after Zhao Feirong drank it, her face was flushed.

But neither of them knew

On Zhao Concubine Rong's body, a small worm invisible to the naked eye flashed away from her body, frantically absorbing the essence of the swallowed clam in her body, after the devouring was over.

It disappeared strangely, wandered in the air, and finally appeared in the heart of Hong Yishou somewhere in the Daluo Sect.

At this time, Hong Yi possessed an indescribable aura. Although he was only a young man, he gave people an extraordinary feeling that he was holding a wisdom pearl.

He couldn't see the submissiveness in the small courtyard before, as if it was all an illusion, a pretense in front of Concubine Zhao.

At this time, he looked at the 'Big Insect' in his palm, which looked like a bug but not a bug, like a dragon but not a dragon, and whispered in his heart:

"Concubine Zhao, I thought you were a kind sister at first, but I didn't expect you to be so vicious. If you want me to learn boxing, I will lose my health and become disabled because of lack of nutrition. Then you can't blame me. ..."

Putting this bug into his palm, Hong Yi immediately felt the incomparably abundant essence melted into his body.

On the spot, he performed the martial arts that Zhao Feirong had practiced before.

collapse!Bumble!

The explosion in the air was even more terrifying than Zhao Feirong.

After one punch, I felt my skin, tendons and bones became firmer little by little.

Call ~

Hong Yi let out a breath, the power of the primordial bug flashed in his mind, and secretly praised:

"Hongmeng Parasitic Jue is worthy of being the ancient martial arts method that my father left me on the True Crystal of Origin. It parasitizes in other people's bodies, steals nutrients from other people's bodies, and achieves great success in practice. It can even capture other people's martial arts experience and spiritual realm. With this miraculous skill, I am afraid that practicing martial arts will not be nutritious."

Originally, it was impossible for a 13-year-old boy to have such deep scheming, but he was forced to live in a fence for ten years, and after being treated coldly, he inevitably became deep-minded to protect himself.

Looking at a pure white crystal in his palm, Hong Yi thought to himself:

"When I was three years old, I got the "Parasite Art of Primordial Origin" on the True Crystal of Origin. Unfortunately, the entry point of this magical art has been raised. It took me more than ten years to refine the first worm of Primordial Origin until today. It means that starting today is a turning point in my life."

At this time, Hong Yi looked at the Da Luo faction around him, his eyes became stern, and his small eyes seemed to put the whole Da Luo faction in it.

"Concubine Zhao, suzerain Zhao Fei'er, the entire Da Luo Sect hates me and wants to harm me viciously. Since you are treating me like this, then I will use the primordial parasite to parasitize you and rob you of your essence and nutrition. You asked for it."

With the Hongmeng parasitic formula in hand, after practicing the first Hongmeng worm, it already means that the entire Daluo sect will become a container for his parasitism, and he will suck up the entire sect in a very short period of time Nutrition for all.

Using this as a step, Hong Yi's cultivation base will increase by leaps and bounds!

"Three years, or less than three years, I will be able to cultivate to the realm of immortality with the Primordial Parasitic Art!"

Hong Yi slowly raised his head to look at the starry sky, his eyes became colder:

"But, Mengshenji, my uncle! This realm seems to be far below your height. I heard that besides your physical body, you also have the soul of the Eight Tribulations."

"That means I still need to catch up with you on the road of spirit and soul, and then I can ask you personally in front of you..."

He clenched his fists tightly and looked up at the sky, with deep hatred in his eyes:

"How could you be so ruthless and heartless to kill my mother and your...sister!"

Chapter 305 Big Change! !

"Eight Tribulations Divine Soul, there are not many such strong people in ancient times. I have "Primary Parasite Art" in my physical body now, but if I want to catch up with Meng Shenji in terms of divine soul..."

Hong Yi stood in the Book Collection Pavilion of the Da Luo Sect, looked at the dazzling array of books, and said to himself:

"Then there is only one possibility, the brilliant scriptures, like scholars since ancient times, who can understand the principles of heaven and earth from books."

He held an introductory book in his hand:

"I have been a book boy for Concubine Zhao all these years, and I have read so many books. Concubine Zhao has not read as many books as I have. Among the thousands of books of the Daluo sect, although there is nothing that I can read. The way of cultivating Taoism, however, made me see the simplicity of the avenue, as long as I understand the principles of heaven and earth recorded in the book, the mind and soul will naturally become upright and powerful."

He saw from some records in the Middle Ages that starting from the sages of the Middle Ages, orthodox scholars never take the initiative to cultivate and refine their souls, nor do they go on day or night excursions to refine their souls through heaven and earth.

Instead, he has been studying knowledge all his life, delving into the principles of the universe.

With the support of reason, people's thoughts will naturally grow rapidly.

From the age of the philosophers in the Middle Ages, there have often been some scholars who have closed their doors all their lives to pursue learning and do not practice Taoism, but even the powerful thunder robbers and ghosts in the world dare not provoke them.

Moreover, when encountering some evil priests and devils, they often only need to open their mouths to drink, and they can shake the mighty Thunder Tribulation Ghost Immortals out of their wits.

This kind of powerful spiritual realm is one with the soul, and if one goes out of one's body one day, one will be able to easily survive the creator's thunder calamity!

This is the realm of those medieval philosophers.

Up to now, although there are very few scholars who can study in closed doors and have survived the seven-fold thunder calamity, there are some who have survived the fourth and fifth thunder calamities, just like the head of the Wenzong of the world, Xie Wenyuan, although he is an old man, he has a sense of Taoism. All masters in the art world know that if this master of the literary world wants to overcome the thunder calamity, he can easily overcome the fourth or fifth level of thunder calamity and become one of the best masters in the world!

"Mengshenji, you will now be No.1 in the Great Thousand World, the number one master of Taoism, I will challenge you in the most dignified way, defeat you, wait a few more years, and you will see me as the number one scholar in high school, leading the world's literati I am going to use the position of the head of the literati to reason with you first, and then capture you in front of my mother's spiritual seat to admit your mistake..."

Hong Yi's face was stern, and his eyes revealed a deep heart that was not possessed at such a young age.

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However, Hong Yi didn't know that in another place in the Great Thousand World, he had a fateful opponent who had been planned by others long ago.

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The residence of Grandmaster Xie Wenyuan.

The old man, known as the head of the world's literati, looked at a piece of paper on the paper and exclaimed:

"Wisdom can deceive a prince, but not a dolphin fish; strength can win the world, but not the heart of a man; the heart of the people is the heart of heaven; since ancient times, the world can be plundered, and the world that wins the hearts of the people is the heart of heaven. Respected by heaven and man..."

"What a man who wins the hearts of the people wins the hearts of heaven. This article is really written by a 12-year-old boy."

Xie Wenyuan turned sideways and asked the next person.

A 12-year-old boy can write such an unbelievable and beautiful article, and the spiritual light in it, through the back of the paper, goes straight into the room.

The servant replied: "That's right, this is the "Talent of Heaven" written by Mr. Zhu Yi of Chaozhou."

"Zhu Yi, Zhu Yi..."

Xie Wenyuan muttered these two names and said with emotion: