Lu Qian felt something in his heart and had a bad feeling. That Hong Yi could not be his own child.
For a moment, various thoughts flashed through Lu Qian's mind. He took a deep breath and let the controlled woman lead the way.
"Heaven sees me and the people see me, God listens to me and the people..."
Walking to the northwest corner of Wu Wenhou's residence, a remote small courtyard, I heard the sound of reading coming from a small room in the distance.
Under the detection of Lu Qian's spiritual sense, the room was very simple, with a charcoal fire burning, exuding a pungent smell of charcoal fire.
A young man was reading in front of the charcoal brazier, as if he was preparing for a scientific examination and trying to figure out the meaning of the scriptures.
The young man was wearing a green shirt, with fine features and handsome eyes. He was between fifteen and sixteen years old. His body was slightly thin, his energy and blood were weak, he lacked nutrition, and he had not practiced martial arts.
Tens of meters away, Lu Qian could sense the strong aura of blood.
That's right, the boy is his child.
However, this is impossible. His child replaced the original Hong Yi and became the child of Marquis Wu Wen, also named Hong Yi.
So, is my child still the protagonist of the Yangshen world?
After hesitating for a moment, Lu Qian became a father for the first time and was a little at a loss. He didn't know how to communicate with Hong Yi, let alone how to explain it to Hong Yi.
Could it be said that Meng Bingyun forced me to give birth to you?
After thinking about it, Lu Qian decided to understand Hong Yi's character first, and then find a way to communicate with Hong Yi.
Lu Qian let go of the woman's control and looked at Hong Yi from a distance.
The woman looked around blankly. She didn't know how she came to Hong Yi's courtyard. Fortunately, she was just looking for Hong Yi. Without thinking much, she strode over and knocked on the door.
Hong Yi frowned. Hearing that the other party was kicking the door, he stood up and opened the door.
The visitor is Xiao Ning, the maid of Mrs. Fang, the second wife of the Hou Mansion. She is the personal maid of the second lady of the Hou Mansion and has a very high status.
"Hong Yi, what did you do? Why didn't you open the door for so long?"
Xiao Ning was arrogant and her tone sounded like she was scolding a servant.
Although Hong Yi is the young master of the Hou family, he is the son of a "lowly" dead concubine. No one takes him seriously. What's more, everyone in the Hou family knows that the eldest wife, Mrs. Zhao, has a bad impression of Hong Yi.
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Hong Yi’s monthly payment is also the lowest.
Throughout the entire Hou Mansion, there were three wives, four concubines, housekeepers, maids, servants, and guards. There were a total of seven to eight hundred people, each with their own division of labor, just like a small, hierarchical court.
Xiao Ning didn't take Hong Yi seriously at all.
"What do you want from me?"
Hong Yi sat down and didn't look at Xiao Ning.
"The young lady and Princess Yongchun of Prince Rong's Mansion play the piano and compare poems. This is the first half of the sentence. You can correct the second half!"
Xiao Ning took out a piece of paper and threw it to Hong Yi. It almost hit Hong Yi's face.
This is clearly provoking and insulting Hong Yi.
Blood suddenly rushed to Hong Yi's face. Hong Yi clenched his fists slightly and glared at Xiao Ning.
Xiao Ning also saw Hong Yi's look. Instead of restraining himself, he raised his eyes high and said, "Even if you are a young master, but I treat you like this, what can you do to me? Just do it."
Hit me!" with an expression on his face.
Hong Yi finally held back and did not get angry. He picked up the note and lowered his head to read it.
When this scene fell into Lu Qian's eyes, Hong Yi had a pretty good character. He was self-aware, knew how to advance and retreat, and knew how to protect himself.
However, Lu Qian's son was destined to have a prominent status, so how could he be angered by a servant?
"This woman deserves to die..."
Lu Qian glanced at Xiao Ning, and an illusory fire disaster appeared on Xiao Ning's Yintang. After a flash, it penetrated into his brain.
This is a supreme magical power in the Taiyi Disaster Technique. If you fall into this technique, you will definitely suffer disaster and die.
At this time, Xiao Ning took a look at the couplet that Hong Yi had written and asked, "What is this?"
"You are a servant and don't know how to read. Why are you asking so many questions?" Hong Yi said coldly: "Just send it over."
"you….."
Xiao Ning saw the look in Hong Yi's eyes when he said he couldn't read, and clicked the joints of his fingers twice, showing his good skills.
Suddenly, Xiao Ning's eyes flashed fiercely, and she took two steps forward, pretending to pick up the paper from Hong Yi, but in her mind, she planned to use a clever technique to remove Hong Yi's hand and cause him pain when picking it up. a few days.
"If you dare to attack me, aren't you afraid of being exiled for three thousand miles?"
"If you practice law and beat up scholars who have achieved fame, you will be exiled for three thousand miles. Don't make a mistake!"
Hong Yi shouted loudly and repeatedly, which made Xiao Ning tremble all over.
"Whoever wants to attack you, I am holding the paper, you are the young master, how dare we, the servants, be angry with you."
Xiao Ning took a step back, reached for the paper, turned around and left the room.
Xiao Ning's fate has been decided, Lu Qian did not pay attention to her, and looked at Hong Yi from a distance.
His own son is a bull. He can scare away a martial arts master just by relying on his momentum. But after all, he is not king. If he wants not to be bullied, he has to practice martial arts.
"You are good at reading, but it is not as useful as martial arts. If you want to clear up your dead mother's name, come to Qiuyue Temple in Xishan to find me..."
Suddenly, a soft voice entered Hong Yi's mind.
"It seems like someone is talking in my head. Is this a legendary Taoist technique?"
Hong Yi was suddenly startled. He stood up and ran out of the house. He looked up and looked around. Snowflakes were falling in the sky, the earth was covered with snow, and the cold wind was howling, but there was no sign of anyone.
"Who is your Excellency?"
Hong Yi plucked up the courage and asked loudly.
"You will know when you arrive at Qiuyue Temple..."
The voice sounded again, and Hong Yi could hear it clearly this time. It was indeed in his mind, and he couldn't help but get excited.
Hong Yi opened his mouth to ask again, but this time, no sound came.
"That's all, the imperial examination is coming soon. I was about to go to Xishan to guard my mother's grave and meet that person. The other person's tone was soft and warm, and he didn't sound like a bad person who wanted to harm me..."
Hong Yi calmed down, rested for the night, carried a baggage and left the house.
Before leaving the house, he passed by the second lady's yard. There was a chaos inside. Hong Yi listened attentively and found out that Xiaoning was boiling tea in the kitchen last night and accidentally caught fire and burned himself. The second lady hired a famous doctor, but in the end he couldn't be saved. Come back alive.
"Everything is unpredictable..."
Lu Qian sighed softly, bought all the sacrifices, and walked to Xishan.
Xishan is a large mountain outside Yujing City, with an area of nearly a hundred miles. Although it is not majestic, it is densely forested and has complex terrain. There are many hills, flowing springs and waterfalls, as well as rocky mountains and forests.
There are many foxes, jackals and wild animals in the mountains. Every winter, some princes and nobles come to the mountains to hunt.
When it was dark, Hong Yi arrived at the foot of the Western Mountain. It was not suitable to worship at night, so Hong Yi went straight to Qiuyue Temple.
Qiuyue Temple is not far from the foot of the mountain. It is a dilapidated Buddhist temple. There is only an ordinary old monk guarding the temple. Hong Yi lives here for a while every year, firstly to guard his mother's grave, and secondly to keep it clean.
When we arrived at the temple, the old monk was not there. There was only a young man in red clothes, standing in the main hall with his back on his back.
"Are you looking for me?"
Hong Yi was a little afraid to confirm. He had read unofficial histories and found that most images of masters were of young men with gray hair and young faces. However, there was no record in the book about such masters who were similar in age to him.
"Of course it's me."
Lu Qian slowly turned around and said with a smile.
"You, your appearance...how is it possible..."
Hong Yi was stunned. The appearance of this young man was very similar to his own. In addition, they were similar in age. Standing together, they looked like a pair of brothers.
If there was anything different, it was that the red-clothed boy's eyes were as deep as a lake, and it seemed that no big thing could shake his mind.
"That's because I am your biological father, and your name is not Hong Yi, but Lu Yi!"
Lu Qian's words struck Hong Yi's ears like thunder from the sky, causing him to retreat repeatedly.
"Impossible, I am Hong Yi, my father is Wu Wen Hou Hong Xuanji, and I am the son of the Hou Mansion..."
Hong Yi shouted loudly, trying to scare the boy in red.
How could he trust a stranger?
Although this person looks similar to him, there are records in unofficial history that ghosts often use illusion techniques to confuse people. It is night again, so the chance of this person being a ghost is very high.
"I know it's hard for you to accept this, but you will understand later." Lu Qian changed the subject, "Do you know the purpose of my call?"
Hong Yi took a deep breath, "You mentioned martial arts before, so you should teach me martial arts."
"clever."
Lu Qian said: "There are two ways of cultivation in this world. One is to practice martial arts to gain enlightenment, and the other is to cultivate the soul to become immortal. Although the methods of cultivation are different, the different paths of martial arts lead to the same goal."
Lu Qian began to educate Hong Yi on how to practice cultivation.
Martial arts training opens the mind, trains the flesh, trains the tendons, trains the skin, trains the bones, trains the internal organs, trains the marrow, exchanges blood, step by step, reborn, and reaches the realm of the martial saint whose body is sanctified, followed by the awakening of human beings and immortals to crush the vacuum.
The soul cultivates immortality, calms the mind, emerges from the shell, travels at night, travels during the day, drives away objects, appears, and possesses the body, until it breaks the barrier of life and death, possesses the ability to seize the body, becomes a ghost and immortal, and then transcends the thunder tribulation and becomes a yang god.
"It's so complicated."
Hong Yi feels that practicing cultivation is just like studying for the imperial examination. There are levels, and the higher you go up, the more difficult it becomes.
"If you practice cultivation, you must learn both cultivation methods. Practicing at the same time will also be of great help to your knowledge."
Lu Qian said: "There are countless secrets on how to practice martial arts and cultivate immortality. I will find the best for you. Now, I will teach you three foundation-building and body-building exercises to lay the foundation for your future practice."???
While speaking, he slowly raised his finger and pointed it at the center of Hong Yi's eyebrows.
Hong Yi obviously felt that the other party's movements were very slow, but he couldn't avoid it. His fingertips touched his eyebrows, and he immediately felt a huge amount of information being transmitted into his mind, which almost broke his own head.
After receiving the information, Hong Yi's mind was extremely clear. The information turned out to be three cultivation techniques.
After a moment's recollection, I actually understood these three cultivation techniques from beginning to end, and there was no awkward part at all.
This is when Lu Qian was teaching the exercises, he also passed on his own understanding and perception of the exercises, imprinting them deep in Hong Yi's memory, instantly making Hong Yi's understanding complete.
Hong Yi waved his hand and grabbed it. There seemed to be a crane roar in the air, and a claw shadow flashed away.
"This is actually true! The crane claws reflected in the sand are so magical! Oops, no, my palms hurt..."
Hong Yi held the palm he had just grasped, grimacing in pain.
"Your physical body is too weak. Although you understand the three techniques clearly, your body has not been strengthened by the techniques. Your muscles, strength, and blood film cannot keep up. You need to practice over time..."
Lu Qian taught Hong Yi a lot of cultivation knowledge. Hong Yi didn't sleep well all night. He kept thinking about the wonderful meanings of the three techniques, and gradually relaxed his vigilance towards Lu Qian.
The next day, Hong Yi went to sweep the curtain for his mother, and Lu Qian followed behind.
"It's too troublesome for you to sweep the screen with your hands like this." Seeing Hong Yi like this, Lu Qian shook his head.
"Do you have a faster way?" Hong Yi said: "I heard people say that ghosts and ghosts cannot use Taoism in the sun. Can you do it?"
"Today, as a father, I will let you see..."
"Shut up, my father is Hong Xuanji, you are not!" Hong Yi said with a cold face.
"Okay, if I don't tell you, you will change your mind later. Now, I'll let you see the power of my magical power!"
While speaking, Lu Qian pointed with his hand, and a ray of blue light shot out, forming a green thundercloud that enveloped the foot of the mountain.
Click!
After a thunderclap in the thundercloud, patches of green rain began to fall, and the flowers, plants and trees on the ground around Meng Bingyun's tomb suddenly glowed with life.
Especially some flowers and plants, which themselves are weak and have no nutrition, but now they are watered by the rain, they all suddenly become energetic.
In Hong Yi's horrified eyes, the flowers and plants expanded crazily. After absorbing the green rainwater, they grew as thick as an arm, like babies in the soil. Gradually, each plant gave out a slight sound.
There was a bang, as if it was undergoing transformation.
Wisps of white mist seeped out from the flowers and plants, gradually condensing into a white baby shadow, running around happily around the flowers and plants, exuding a powerful aura.
"It has become a spirit! That peony plant has become a spirit!"
Hong Yi screamed, he didn't practice martial arts or Taoism, but he read a lot and was knowledgeable.
That peony plant is already considered a spirit monster, and a pine tree next to it has also transformed and become a monster, but it has not yet entered the secret realm of supernatural powers, otherwise it can abandon its true body and travel around.
In the secular world, some old trees that are seven or eight hundred years old or thousands of years old can occasionally absorb the energy of underground spiritual veins and become spirits. For example, the "Peach Tree Spirit" will turn into a beautiful woman at night, seduce young people, and absorb their energy.
Yang Qi essence nourishes oneself.
However, these tree spirits will be killed by some Taoist priests, or taken back to refine magic weapons.
Of course, there are fewer and fewer trees that have become spirits, and even fewer flowers that have turned into spirits. After being enlightened by a Taoist master, you can become a flower spirit, or you can become a Taoist partner, or you can be trained as a disciple.
"how?"
Lu Qian waved his sleeves, and the blue clouds in the sky disappeared.
At this moment, Meng Bingyun's tomb has been greatly changed. Trees, flowers and plants are standing there, full of vitality. Various elves are running and playing in the forest, surrounded by wisps of fragrance, like a fairyland.
Hong Yi was stunned for a long time, thinking he was dreaming, and pinched himself hard. It hurt, but the scenery in front of him did not change, and it was actually real.
"This, what kind of magical power is this? It can actually change the world and give birth to plant elves?" Hong Yi said.
"This is the Qingdi Wood Emperor Technique, which is a wood magical power of the Five Elements branch." Lu Qian said with a smile.
"The branches are so magical, what about the Great Five Elements Technique?" Hong Yi asked again.
"The Great Five Elements Technique is the ultimate magical power of the Five Elements of Heaven and Earth. I will also let you see it."
Lu Qian waved his sleeves and flew high into the sky with Hong Yi wrapped around him.
"flight?"
Looking at the Western Mountain below, Hong Yi was shocked again.
"This is the Red Emperor Fire Emperor Qi of the fire branch, look at it!"
Lu Qian looked at his palm, and a huge flaming palm appeared out of thin air, grabbed a mountain dozens of meters high on the ground, and then melted into magma and fell to the ground.
"Look at the White Emperor's Golden Emperor's Slash again. This is an instant killing technique. It can take a person's life in an instant!"
With a wave of his palm, a ten thousand-foot-long sword energy slashed out. With a bang, a huge ditch tens of thousands long and thousands of feet wide was opened deep in the mountain, and countless creatures suffered a catastrophic disaster.
Hong Yi saw many tigers, lions, bears, leopards, and other ferocious beasts falling into the ditch, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
"This is the Black Emperor Water Fist King, who can control all water in the world!"
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"This is the Yellow Emperor's earthly path, which can travel through the underground!"
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Each of these terrifying supernatural powers completely changed Hong Yi's outlook on life.
"The Great Five Elements Technique, once practiced to perfection, can reverse the elements of the Five Elements and possess the power to create the world." Lu Qian said without any surprise.
Creation?
Hong Yi swallowed his saliva. This was much more powerful than the Taoist magic that those wild historians had seen. Due to various problems, the address has been changed. Please save the new address to avoid getting lost.