Yang God

You mean, there is a separate stone room in the depths of six hundred feet? The sphere in the stone room, there is a dragon in the sphere? Guarding the following scriptures? Even you can't get close? I know what it is! ”

After the monk heard the monk, he was extremely shocked.

"What is that?" Hong Yi asked.

"Hung Yi, you know, why are the legends, those ancient emperors, are riding the dragon to the sky?" Jing Ren monk calmed down the mind, slowly said: "If I guess is good, then the sphere is banned It must be the soul of Taishi Mountain! When I watched books in the Tibetan Buddhist Temple in Dachan Temple, I once read a note of a predecessor’s monk, which recorded the predecessor’s abbot of our Great Zen Temple. Imitating the appearance of the ancient emperors riding the dragon and ascending to heaven, they began to collect the soul of Taishi Mountain, consolidate it, and then want to tame. I think that the banned inside the sphere should be the soul of Taishi Mountain! The soul of Taishi Mountain I am afraid that no one can get it. I just don't know, if the ball is pressed underneath, is it now, or is there no future in the future? But surely, it is one of them!"

The monk and the monk guessed, while recalling some of the things that he had heard and read in the past.

"Ah? Is there a soul in Taishi Mountain?"

The big golden spider asked with amazement.

"Of course. There are also souls in the grass, such as the peach **** sword? The lightning strikes the peach **** wood for more than a thousand years, there is a soul. But the grass produces a difficult soul, the general grass is no soul. And the mountain produces the soul, it is even more difficult! Among the secular ancient books, the soul of the mountain is called the dragon pulse! What is the dragon vein, Jin Xuner, do you know?"

Hong Yi explained it.

"Mountains and rivers, rivers and rivers, all have souls. This is the beginning of the mountains, thousands of miles, across the three provinces, has existed since ancient times, will certainly produce souls. The ancient high-ranking people, like to practice in the mountains, Taoism Say the aura of the heavens and the earth, pick the essence of the sun and the moon, and the mountain soul is the aura. This soul is purer than the spirit of the peach god. You can use the power of the big man to practice pureness and increase your own strength. It is also extremely difficult to find. In the ancient times, the monks of the ancient times, in addition to the simple heart, no distracting thoughts, but also seclusion in the mountains, it is easy to find the soul of the mountains and rivers, the soul of the river. But a mountain range It is too difficult to produce a soul in a big river. Once it is refining and absorbing and wanting to form again, it will be even more difficult to form the spirit of the peach god. The spirit of the peach **** can be formed between the millennium. The soul of the mountains and rivers, I am afraid of 10,000 years, 100,000 years, can not form. This is the case, the original abbot of the Great Zen Temple, actually in the depths of six hundred feet, opened a stone room, actually Too collected beginning Dragon mountain soul, used to suppress the classics. "

Hong Yi sighed. Stand up and come. Long sighed with a sigh of relief: "Let's go."

"Go? Ayi. You want to enter Baoshan. Go back empty-handed? Maybe. Is it true now that it is now, or is there no future in the future?" The big golden spider is arrogant.

"Even if it is now, it is now. There is no future in the future. It is impossible to get it. There is a sacred dragon in the beginning of the mountain to guard me. I am a master like a dream machine. It is possible to take it. Even the dream god. The machine is impossible! And there is six hundred feet underground. There is no ladder. Even if it can break through the dragon pulse suppression. It can't bring it up."

Hong Yi shook his head.

Really. Six hundred feet deep in the ground. There are no channels. It is a small hollow stone chamber embedded in the depths of the earth. It is difficult to go down the soul. Not to mention the fact that it brings out the physical things.

It is one thing to go down the soul. Bringing out something physically is another matter. Underground things. It is not something in the water. In the water, you can use the power of the soul to salvage. It can't be salvaged under the ground.

Hung Yi could not imagine how the book was taken down by people in that year.

What's more, Hong Yi has no way at all, breaking through the guardianship of the Taishi Mountain Dragon.

You must know that the power of the dragon shape in the sphere is at least the existence of the dream machine. Even the power is bigger!

This kind of thing, with Hongyi’s current ability, there is no way to break through, maybe it will be countered, it would be bad.

Hong Yi’s mind is extremely calm and knows how to choose. Since there is no hope for something, simply don’t think about it, so as not to consume the spirit.

"But we are finally paying tribute to the remains of the Great Zen Temple. Let's go to Yujin tomorrow, and go back to Yujing! No one should say anything here! Just rotten inside the stomach! Wait for me to be deep, come again. Explore some."

Then, Hong Yi sat down again, kneeling in the tent, and went to the spirit.

This appearance, like the mysterious scriptures in the stone room, the soul of the Taishi Mountain, did not cause him to waver.

"Hong Yi really has been repaired to a certain realm. Knowing such things, there is no burden on the soul. If you change other masters, it is very likely that you are putting your mind on this. Every day, you want to do everything. Hundreds of things want to get inside."

The monk and the monk looked at Hong Yi's appearance and nodded secretly.

Later, his eyes flashed with confusion and shook his head: "Why is the abbot putting the scriptures inside? What is the scripture in the end? Is it now, or is there no future in the future? It is actually the abbot of the past. Taishoushan soul dragon pulse! Unfortunately, I am Wu Sheng, not a ghost fairy, can not go down and see it, but even if it is a ghost, it is difficult to continue."

Now.

Nothing in the night.

On the second day, Hong Yi asked people to pack up the tents, and all the food they had eaten were packed. After they were packed into the Qiankun bag, they were fed with some elixir, eggs, soybeans, grass valley and other special materials. Riding up, the wind is like electricity, from Zhongzhou Taikang Province, rushing to Yujing.

From Taikang to Yujing City, there are more than 2,000 miles in the middle. After five or six provinces, thirty or forty counties, some places have official roads, some places have dozens of miles, and there are no official roads in hundreds of miles. At the beginning, the snow melted and the road began to be muddy, but the closer it was to Yujing, the colder the weather became. The heavy snow on the road was frozen into ice, and the horseshoes stepped on and the ground slammed.

Some rivers are also frozen, and the ice ridges are two or three feet thick, and people can walk.

Rao is the horse of Hong Yi’s line of horses, and he is full of horses and horses. He is also full of physical strength and strong body. On this frozen and solid road, it is difficult to drive fast. Otherwise, it must be It’s impossible to slip down.

Along the way, two thousand miles of land, mountains and rivers, Hong Yi did not see any robbery bandits and thieves, after all, the weather is too cold, ambush in the mountains, waiting for fat sheep, too bitter.

What's more, now close to the year, the thief bandits

year.

Do not do some business to cut the path.

This made Hong Yi a bit disappointed. Originally, he still wanted to learn the last time. He met the three brothers in Heilongjiang and robbed a land. With his current strength, there is no mountain thief to resist.

However, the thief did not see it. On the way, he died on the road, and the starving people saw a lot.

And Hong Yi also saw a lot of villages, but also every household, open the incense altar. There are many Taoist priests who are inhuman, vacuum channels, who are spreading the people and developing the believers.

Seeing all of this, Hong Yi’s heart just shook his head. There is no intervention.

Because the entire Zhongzhou seems to be already the power of the Prince, he is hard to interfere if he is a thousand and tens of thousands. The entire 13 provinces of Zhongzhou, hundreds of county towns, countless rural areas, there is no way to manage.

Hong Yike did not have a stupid plan to use his own magical power to reverse the situation.

This kind of thing, only to Yujing, the Prince was reorganized, changed the emperor, and then the emperor issued a commander, ordered the various governors, in layers, stripped, and slowly.

"The big country is like cooking fresh, this is what the ancient sages said. I just do the things in the first place, let's take it slowly! First report the private venge and say, private vengeance does not report, how to benefit the people of the world?"

In front of the official road leading to Yujing City, just in front of him, Hong Yi took the chasing horse, and this psychic horse immediately felt the mind of Hong Yi and stopped.

"Zongzi, are we going to the city today? Now we have reached the official road. There are still more than 100 miles away from the city. This official road is wide and the road is not so slippery. Let's hurry up, but it can be within two hours. Arrived at Yujing City."

Seeing Hong Yi stopped, the followers behind, the red chasing Yang also stopped, came up and asked.

"No, today, people here are too swaying into the city. Turning around and going to the Green Willow Mountain Village to settle down, my deal with Miss Murong is still to be implemented."

Hong Yi immediately looked at the front and waved.

Green Willow Mountain Villa is now the real home of Hong Yi! It was also after he came out that the jade prince gave him the Tian Manor. Although he now has tens of millions of gold and silver among the Qiankun bags, he is already rich. But his first manor, the first field, ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ think of it, there is still a feeling of "home."

In the same year, Hong Yi went out of Houfu and lived in the Taoist temple. It was the prince of the jade who gave birth to the field, and let him go to the Jinghai Navy to make meritorious deeds. This is the "benefit of the knowledge", and it is also a charity in the snow.

In any case, in order to be kind, Hong Yi must send the Prince of Yu to the throne of the throne.

"I don't know how, I don't have any news for him in a year." A Umbrella son under Shen Tiezhu's body came back. ”

After the old man got up, he glanced at the people behind him.

"Yes!" The back of the Jiading nursing home, tidy, and then walked over, one by one, the people behind Hong Yi took the horse. There were a few family members, and they ran quickly and entered the village.

After a while, a large group of slaves, hey, the maid came out of Zhuangzi, and stood neatly on both sides of the road.

"There are more than two hundred shackles, maids, and more than two hundred servants are half the size of Wuwenhoufu! What did Murong Yan look like in the end?"

Hong Yi looked at this arranging, just like the kings of the Yujing City, the princes, the princes returning to the government, the heart suddenly stunned.

Every time Hong Xuanji went back to the government, the size of the servant at home, hey, must be in this way, which is also a family etiquette, the rules of the big family.

But now this ceremony is the turn of Hong Yi, always feel a little uncomfortable.

Ps: Let's guess, what is the scripture in the cave of the Great Zen Temple? Is it not the current experience, nor is it the future? It's a pit! This pit will play a key role in the future.