Hong Yi, who was practicing at the venue, was interrupted by the voices of three little white foxes.
These three little white foxes were transformed into horizontal bones by Lu Qian using magic power, and they can speak like humans.
"Xiao Shu, Xiao Sang, Xiao Fei, don't worry, tell me slowly, what happened!" Hong Yi came over and asked.
"Brother Yi, many princes and disciples from Yujing City came to Xishan to hunt. Many people came to our valley, saying they wanted to hunt foxes, skin them, and use them to make clothes!"
The three little white foxes rushed to tell the story of Duke Yujing's disciples going to Xishan to hunt foxes.
When Concubine Yuan learned about the imperial edict, she sent someone to summon her as soon as possible. Some of the prince's disciples were Concubine Yuan's people and sent the news to the valley in advance.
"Damn it! Come on, take me to see it."
Hong Yiyi, an expert in art, was brave and immediately led three little white foxes out of the valley.
These days, Hong Yi has been guided by ghosts and immortals, practiced the best martial arts techniques, and taken Yuanying Dan and Wuling Dan. He has reached the viscera training stage and has become an innate martial artist.
After leaving the deep valley and standing on a protruding rock, Hong Yi saw a few miles away, a group of people on horseback, with hounds, bows on their backs, and wearing luxurious leather clothing and cloaks were moving forward in the wind and snow.
From the horses they rode, it was obvious that they were disciples of the Duke.
Among these horses, the smallest ones were more than ten feet long and eight feet tall. They were blowing strong white air in the wind and snow, and their eyes were open to the wind and snow, without any fear or coldness.
The strong and powerful body of the horse, the slender hooves, the lack of any color on the body, and the shiny coat all show that these horses are not ordinary species.
These horses are all "Fire Cloud Horses" from the Huo Luo Kingdom outside the territory. They are named because their bodies are dark red and they run like fire clouds.
This kind of horse does not eat grass, and must be fed with eggs mixed with soybeans every day. It is very fastidious. In the Daqian Dynasty, each horse like this was equipped with three to four grooms to take care of it day and night.
This kind of horse can run extremely fast and fiercely, has great endurance, can carry people thousands of miles a day, and is also spiritually savvy. It will never leave its owner when it encounters it, and is worth thousands of gold.
A group of people entered the mountain. There were three men on horseback. There were also dozens of people who were wearing thin clothes but were not afraid of the cold. They had cold and arrogant eyes and walked like the wind.
The horse did not fall behind at all.
Obviously, these people are all expert guards raised by the prince's descendants.
Hong Yi asked the three little white foxes to wait here. He took out a face towel from his treasure bag and tied it on his face. He jumped off the boulder, ran over and started fighting without saying a word.
After practicing for so many days, he has never had any actual combat. At most, he has fought with Tu Lao, but Tu Lao did not dare to do it, and Hong Yi has never tested his actual combat ability.
Now that he finally had a target for testing, Lu Qian couldn't wait to get started.
"Where does this little thief come from? He dares to come out and fight against my young master, I'm so impatient!"
One of the guards was eager to express himself, angrily stepped forward and stopped Hong Yi.
Although Hong Yi didn't have much actual combat experience, he practiced the three foundation-building techniques of the Yuhua Sect. His physical body was made tough and flexible, strong and fast. As soon as he got up, he used the Songhe Wanshou Fist. He could beat the guard with three punches and two kicks.
His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he fell to the ground wailing.
"What a thief, come on! Come on! Capture him!" a prince of the Hou family shouted.
Suddenly, dozens of guards rushed forward.
Hong Yi was very smart. When he saw the people coming to kill him, he immediately unfolded his soft bone body, which was as soft as catkins. He also stepped on dragon-shaped flying tiger steps and hid outside the battle circle in a few flashes.
Crane claws reflect the sand!
Ice cranes guard plum blossoms!
The crane flutters its feathers!
Cranes dance across the sky!
Songhe prolongs life!
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He took advantage of his quick movements and used his hands and feet to continuously attack from behind, quickly knocking these guards to the ground.
"The thief is powerful, let's go!"
The three princes' sons immediately turned their horses and fled, ignoring their guards.
"Boy, don't leave if you have the guts, wait until we call someone to come!"
He ran and shouted, uttering cruel words, and the sound was carried far away.
"Okay, feel free to come over here!"
Hong Yi clapped his hands and turned around without bullying the injured guards.
"Brother Yi, you are great!"
"Brother Yi, you are so awesome!"
Taking the three little white foxes with him, Hong Yi returned to the valley with a smile. From a distance, he saw Mr. Tu standing at the entrance of the valley, waiting.
"Sir, although you won this trip, your identity was exposed, which may cause a chain reaction, which may be detrimental to future revenge."
Hong Yi understood what Mr. Tu meant. He smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, Mr. Tu. I've covered my face and I didn't use the Dazen Temple exercises. They won't be able to recognize me."
"Ordinary people can't see it, but next time you attack and encounter a guard who knows Taoism, covering your face will be useless." Old Tu reminded.
"Yes, what can Lao Tu do?"
"This is a disguise mask. You can identify its owner by dripping blood. You can change your appearance at will. It can also cover up your aura so that no one can tell whether you are real or fake. Even thunder tribulation masters who are more powerful than ghosts and immortals cannot see the flaws.
Come."
While talking, Mr. Tu handed Hong Yi a transparent mask as thin as a cicada.
Hong Yi took it and looked at it, "Is that the person who asked you to hand it over to me?"
Hearing this, Mr. Tu smiled bitterly: "Young Master is really smart and you can guess right. I also ask you to accept it. This is my benefactor's wish."
"I didn't say no."
Hong Yi snorted, dripping blood to recognize the owner, and put the mask on his face, and it immediately merged with his own skin. He touched it and found that it was no different from his own skin.
From the information conveyed by the mask, this is a pure Yang treasure.
Not only can it change its appearance and cover its aura, but it can also transform into any weapon at will, such as flying swords, killing people hundreds of miles away.
"This is a legendary treasure, and that person is actually willing to give it to me?"
Hong Yi touched his chin, turned around and smiled again. With this treasure in hand, he could take action at will.
After resting for a while in the valley, Hong Yi spoke to Mr. Tu and left the valley alone.
"My benefactor, did you just let the young master go out like this? His strength is still a bit low. I just checked with my spiritual mind and found that there are thousands of princes' descendants who went hunting in the Western Mountains, and there are many masters among them."
Mr. Tu was worried and found ‘Lu Qian’.
"It's okay. Yi'er has inherited my advantages of being bold and careful. This time out of the valley is a process that he must go through and should be given some experience."
'Lu Qian' said with a smile. Although he just had a thought, he was always paying attention to Hong Yi and would take action if there was danger.
In fact, there is no need. Hong Yi has his "three life-saving hairs" and can solve many crises.
Hong Yi changed his appearance and looked for people to challenge him everywhere in the Western Mountains. He seemed to have inherited Lu Qian's cautious virtue and targeted the princes and princes in his family.
These princes' children were generally low in strength and had few guards. Hong Yi faced their opponents first to accumulate experience and wait until his actual combat ability improved before challenging the powerful princes' children.
Just when Hong Yi was looking for his opponent, the three princes' sons returned to the foot of Xishan Mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, a large area was specially designated as a residence for many families who came to hunt this time.
As soon as the three princes' sons came back, they went straight to the residence of Wu Wenhou to find Hong Xi, asking Hong Xi to help them.
This Hong Xi is the eldest son of Hong Xuanji and the eldest son of his wife, Mrs. Zhao. He is on good terms with the current crown prince Yang Yuan. He is also the leader of the Shenji Camp and a great master in the Marrow Realm. The three sons of the princes are all Hong Xi.
's younger brother.
The three princes' sons burst into tears and added fuel to the fire, describing Hong Yi as a mountain man who did all kinds of evil and was nosy.
Hong Xi was just about to show his prestige among the princes' sons. When he heard this, he immediately rose up and took his three younger brothers, as well as slave hounds and a large number of people, straight to the depths of the Western Mountains to find Hong Yi for revenge.
No trace of Hong Yi was found for several days. Just when Hong Xi was about to give up, news spread throughout the camp that wild mountain people were challenging the prince's children.???.
These days, Hong Yi keeps attacking.
He doesn't need to eat. He takes a Nascent Soul Pill when he's hungry and a Five Spirit Pill when he's tired. The former replenishes his vitality and the latter strengthens his physique. Therefore, Hong Yi is either challenging or on the way to challenge every day.
His strength and experience increased rapidly, and the name "Wild Mountain Man" gradually spread.
"Hmph! That wild mountain man must be that boy, let's go!"
Hong Xi inquired about Hong Yi's location, and immediately led many of his subordinates and slave dogs to kill him in a furious manner.
When they arrived at the place, they happened to see Hong Yi knocking down several princes' sons.
"Little mountain man, give me a slap!"
Hong Xi got off his horse and waved his hands, carrying a majestic aura, like a wheel, hitting Hong Yi.
Hong Yi recognized Hong Xi at a glance.
In Marquis Wuwen's Mansion, if Hong Xi was compared to the sky, then he was the earth. The status gap was too big. Hong Yi was often bullied by Hong Xi, and was beaten more than ten times by Hong Xi's slaves alone.
Facing the 'enemy' at this moment, Hong Yi's anger from being oppressed in the past suddenly broke out. He shouted loudly and rushed forward to fight with Hong Xi.
Although Hong Xi was at a higher level than Hong Yi, and he was able to fight with Hong Xuanji's self-created Wheel of Life and Death, but compared to Hong Yi's full body of stunts and powerful physical body, he really couldn't do anything to Hong Yi for a while.
Apart from anything else, the three techniques of the Yuhua Sect used by Hong Yi are not comparable to the Wheel of Life and Death. Although the three techniques are only foundation-building techniques, they have been passed down by the Immortal Sect for thousands of years.
How can the essence be compared to ordinary martial arts?
Seeing an opportunity, Hong Yi made a move like a crane flying into the sky. His arms were like wings. During the swing, he made countless palm shadows. Most of the palm shadows were shot on Hong Xi. Hong Xi screamed and flew out. He fell to the ground and vomited blood.
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Hong Xi, who used to regard himself as an ant, was defeated by himself. The resentment that had been suppressed in his chest for many days was released, and Hong Yi was very happy.
"Spare your life and get out!"
Hong Yi turned around and left, but Hong Xi suddenly stood up and attacked him secretly, using a magic weapon.
Hong Yi was naturally not afraid of the opponent in terms of fist and kick skills, but Hong Yi had never practiced with weapons. Facing the sharpness of the magic weapon, even though Hong Yi used the dragon-shaped flying tiger step to the extreme, he could not avoid it, and suffered several wounds on his body.
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