Chapter 266: Meeting in front of the tomb of father and son!!

"I just tried it, but I didn't expect such danger?" Chan Yinsha sighed.

There is a faint feeling of loss in the words.

Yes, the meanings of the three sutras "Past Sutra", "Shenxiao Dao Five Thunder Method" and "War God and Demon Sutra" are integrated into one. If they can be perfectly integrated, they can indeed greatly enhance her strength!

But now it has failed, but the blessing of misfortune is that Hong Yi arrived in time and did not plan to get out of the devil.

"Fortunately, in the Qiankun cloth bag, you can use the power of the small thousand worlds to destroy the inner demons at any time. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable."

Hong Yi was also in fear.

The stronger the Taoist art, the stronger the inner demon. With the current Taoist art of Chan Yinsha, the demons that visualize the appearance are very powerful. Chan Yinsha's cultivation is not inferior to Hong Yi. Both of them have taken the half-thunder tribulation of the blood of the evil god. If they really get into the devil, Hong Yi will still be unable to suppress it.

However, in this Qiankun cloth bag, the power of the small world can be used, but that is different.

The power in the small thousand world is a powerful thought, almost the idea of ​​the Taishang Taoist "Yu", which is extremely powerful. It can cover everything and cover everything, and its power is also approaching infinity.

"I made a mistake just now. It's really dangerous and unpredictable in the journey of cultivation. Who doesn't know that the next moment will cause an irreversible ending because of my mistake. The long road is long and bumpy..."

Chan Yinsha recalled the danger he had just now, smashed his tongue, as if savoring the taste.

"But it's not without benefits that I almost got into a demon just now. I have learned a lot of truths from it. I believe that it won't take long to truly integrate the three classics and integrate them! I will integrate them. At that time, our Taoist couple will truly cover the Master of Xuantian Pavilion and the King of Tianshe."

The owner of Xuantian Pavilion and the King of Heaven are almost the most powerful pair of Taoist couples in the world. The two joined forces to rush to the world and chase Meng Shenji. Chan Yinsha has long been envious of it.

"Yes, since Meng Shenji supports the champion Hou, I think we will meet sooner or later. However, as the leader of Xuantian Pavilion, as the leader of the six holy lands in the world, I want to see what kind of person he is."

Hong Yi was indeed very curious about the person in Xuantian Pavilion. The main reason was that the power of the peacock on the sea was so arrogant that he looked down on the world, but he failed to compete with Xuantian Pavilion for Taoist couples and did not win the heart of the Star Eye of the Heavenly Snake King. What kind of person is Xuantian Pavilion?

But these are all things that Hong Yi shouldn't take seriously now.

"By the way! You can actually visualize the War God and Demon Sutra. Did you force me to ask about the words of Yu Wutong, the leader of the Witch and Ghost Dao, to come?" Hong Yi asked.

It turns out that the text on the "War God and Demon Sutra" is an ancient text, and Hong Yi doesn't know it. To practice the text on it, you must ask the three elders and sect leaders of the Witch and Ghost Road.

"Yes, I've been forced to ask. Humph! But they actually dared to speak the scriptures while I was pushing to ask, but secretly used the Tianwu Confusing Heart Art? They tried to confuse my mind! They were so brave! In anger, I sucked all their physical essence, blood, and soul into the Wuji Arrow."

Zen Yinsha pointed to the distance of dozens of miles, where there were four dried corpses. Above the four corpses, four Wuji arrows were inserted.

"Oh? The witch and ghost are born with deceit and are not a good thing. They have killed many natives in the wilderness. They will kill them if they kill them. I didn't want to save them at first. This result is the best!"

Hong Yi nodded slightly: "Since the scriptures of the God of War and Demon Sutra have been translated, that's great." At the same time, with a move, he flew up from many bookshelfs in the distance, a bone plate like a door panel flew up and fell in front of him.

This huge bone plate is the "War God and Demon Sutra" of the Witch and Ghost Dao. The appearance of the war god that looks like a human, not a human, not a demon, has a more profound and subtle artistic conception after Hong Yi took the blood of the evil god.

With a move of Zen Yinsha, another handwritten scripture flew from the bookshelf in the distance. Every word on it was compared with the bone plate, which was exactly the scripture of the "Sutra of War Gods and Demons".

"What a profound text, this kind of scripture is still similar to the ancient writing style."

When Hong Yi read the translation and read a few sentences, he knew that the style of writing was very simple and simple. It was often just one word, and it had many meanings.

This short sentence with one or two characters expresses the meaning in the ancient style.

"This War God and Demon Sutra is really profound, I have to think carefully." Hong Yi had already read it and remembered all the scriptures as he looked.

However, the meaning of the scriptures is really profound. Hong Yi felt it was difficult for him to understand.

No wonder, Zen Yinsha will become obsessed with practice.

"Okay! Your article is well done, and I'm afraid there are researches on the ancient style of writing. I just condensed the appearance of the God of War and Demons, but based on the ideas in the blood of the evil gods, there are indeed some minor mistakes."

Chan Yinsha nodded and said.

Hong Yi waved his hand and put the "War God and Demon Sutra" and the translation in the distance and said, "Yinsha, we have arrived in Yujing. Now we are at my home, Green Willow Villa. Do you want to come out to visit? You have been practicing in this small world for a long time, so it is time to come out to have some breathing."

"All right!"

Chan Yinsha nodded, Hong Yi drew casually, and immediately a door cracked open, and the two walked out.

"Murong Yan, use your information to check all the Daluo Sect's business and other sources of income! Also, you have made many friends in Yujing recently and asked them to help, don't be afraid of spending money! My money is too much! I want to cut off all the wealth of the Wuwen Hou Mansion! Even if they can't cut off their wealth, they will still hit them hard!

In the Qiankun cloth bag, Hong Yi was talking with Chan Yinsha, and in the south wing of Green Willow Villa, Hong Yi was talking with Murong Yan at the same time.

"What? The Daluo Sect's business? And the industry of the Marquis of Wu Wen's mansion?" Murong Yan was suddenly surprised when he heard Hong Yi's words.

"The Daluo Sect is in the seven provinces of Nanzhou, with a huge influence. They have at least one or two thousand business businesses. They also have hidden industries in many prefectures. If you find out one by one, it will require a lot of manpower, material resources and financial resources! Moreover, the Daluo Sect is the core foundation of the seven major families in Nanzhou. These seven major families have existed since the previous dynasty. They are a prominent family for three or four hundred years. The foundation is strong. In the entire Nanzhou, even the governor of Nanzhou dare not touch them!"

"Check!" A few words were coldly revealed in Hong Yi's lips, "Tomorrow I will go to Prince Yu's mansion and discuss with Prince Yu. At the same time, your money is only 700,000 taels, and life is enough, but it is far from enough for re-establishing a business. I will give you ten million taels! Not bad, only ten million taels! You want you to find a way to find out the Daluo Sect's business, and then compete with them one by one to destroy them!"

"Ten million taels? I heard it right! Ten million taels! This... this is one hundred cents of the taxes paid by the entire big government!" Murong Yan heard Hong Yi's words at this time, and there was another layer of shock in his shock. It turned out that his proud face turned into a dull shape.

"As long as you help me, what's the point of 10 million taels? I can take out all ten million silver!" Hong Yi felt a sense of wealth while speaking at this time.

He got the Qiankun cloth bag, with a total value of over 100 million taels of silver inside! Naturally, he is very rich now, but he is much richer than any of the hundreds of years old family and great nobles.

No great noble or big landlord could have hundreds of millions of taels of silver.

Perhaps, some great nobles, such as the Daluo Sect and the seven major families in Nanzhou, may have accumulated hundreds of millions or hundreds of millions of silver over hundreds of millions of years, but it must be converted into land, manors, shops, etc., and they are definitely not like Hong Yi, who can easily take out billions of silver in cash.

Even if it is a big treasury, it cannot be taken out. Although the big treasury has a tax of 60,000 or 70,000 yuan a year, the imperial court also has a large expenditure. The beginning of the royal family, the salaries of court officials, the huge expenses of food and grass for the army, etc., there is no surplus at all.

"Maybe now, only the inner treasury of the royal family can be able to produce so much cash."

After Hong Yi said something, a thought arose in his heart.

The treasury of the courts in previous dynasties and the inner treasury of the royal family were separated. Hong Yi did not believe that the Dagan royal family would replenish the wealth of the Dachan Temple.

It definitely enriches the internal warehouse.

Now that Hong Yi has so much money, he naturally won’t stay in the Qiankun cloth bag, but he has to prepare for revenge. That is to use the cash in his hand to destroy many of the Daluo-sected commercial banks in Nanzhou!

Although the Daluo faction is powerful, it is not a whole. There are too many people under it, and everyone consumes a lot of money and food every day. Once a large number of business collapses, it will begin to be in chaos.

What's more, the silver in the entire Wu Wenhou Hou mansion needs to be supplied by the Daluo Sect. Once the Daluo Sect has problems, Wu Wenhou will also have problems.

"Hmph? Mrs. Zhao, I heard that you have to eat thirty-six dishes every morning when you eat breakfast, and each dish consumes five or six taels of silver. A breakfast is hundreds of taels. I will slowly cut off your wealth? Let you eat it!"

Hong Yi thought in his heart.

Murong Yan is a good financial manager. Now if she has funds, Hong Yi believes that she can help her complete a series of things.

"Hmm? Who is she?"

Just as Murong Yan was shocked, a gap suddenly broke around Hong Yi's side, and Zen silver yarn came out of it.

"I have done business with your Murong family. Are you Murong Yan? I have mastered the 500-year-old business in the Yunmeng Murong family. I remember that once you went to my country of Izumo and sold slaves."

Chan Yinsha looked at Murong Yan and suddenly said.

"You...you are...Silver Shark King!"

Murong Yan said in shock.

"Yes, Yinsha is the Silver Shark King, and it is also my Taoist companion." Hong Yi said.

"Silver Shark King...one of the eight demons in the world!" Uncle Gan's words were a little dry.

"Okay, Yinsha, your Izumo business is also quite powerful. Let's sit down and discuss, if you use the huge silver you have in your hands to destroy various businesses of the Daluo Sect!"

Hong Yi waved his hand and said, "A little thought was attached to Hong Kang. This time, the sky sensed a lot of things! I also have a great understanding of everything about the Daluo Sect! Humph? In a few days, a batch of secret money and silver will move from Nanzhou to Yujing. This is the annual routine of the Zhao family for Mrs. Zhao of the Marquis of Wuwen. I send someone to intercept it. The Marquis of Wuwen may be sad this year!"

"Well, if you want to take revenge like this, you will deal with them without using a sword. It is indeed a dull knife to cut off your flesh! Let the monk Jingren do this! Anyway, the Daluo Sect also robbed the Dachan Temple back then, so he can take back some interest!"

Zen silver veil.

"Young Master, Blood Drops are asking for a visit outside." At this moment, Chi Zhuiyang came in and said.

"Let him in!"

As soon as the Blood Drops arrived at Green Willow Villa, they immediately rushed to Yujing City and rushed over.

"Greetings to the young master, I have already met the prince. The prince hopes that the young master will go to the capital as soon as possible. When the prince's mansion is seen, the situation in the capital is now tense, and it will be inconvenient for the prince to leave the mansion. Otherwise, the prince will come here by himself." Blood Dripzi knelt down on one knee in the yard.

"You go and repay the prince, saying I'll take a day off and go to the palace to pay my respects tomorrow morning. By the way, how is Wusheng's mother's escort? What are the arrangements for the prince?" Hong Yi asked.

"The prince has sent a master to travel day and night to Wuyuan Provincial Capital." Xue Dripzi said.

"Well, you go and repay the prince. I'm going to Xishan tonight to visit my mother's grave. I'll go to the palace early tomorrow morning." Hong Yi waved his hand and let the blood droplets go out.

"I've been chatting for so long, it's dark. I got to take a look at my mother's grave. I haven't been to see it for a year. I'm afraid there are grass on the graves. I have to clean it up and worship for a while."

Hong Yi chatted with Murong Yan for a while, and as the sky gradually dimmed, he stood up and ordered the servants to pack up their things, bring incense, wax, paper, grass, and various items for sacrifice. A group of people walked towards the west mountain on the ice and snow.

A year ago, when Hong Yi worshipped his mother, he was still alone and very desolate.

But one year later, Hong Yi worshipped his mother, but brought twenty or thirty subordinates, holding various tributes, wine, fruit offerings, fragrant wax and other things, just like a wealthy family worshiping their ancestors.

"Mother, when you die, you are buried alone in the West Mountain without a name. Sooner or later, I will have a day to let you have a grand burial and let Hong Xuanji kowtow and repent in front of your grave! As long as he kowtows, repents, admits his mistakes, and returns all the skills of the Supreme Tao to you. I will spare him."

Stepping on the broken ice on the ground and looking up at the bright moon rising from the sky, Hong Yi muttered silently in his heart.

Hong Xuanji wanted to return all the skills of Taishang Taoism to his mother. Hong Yi expressed his intention very clearly, that is, he would destroy his martial arts!

As the saint of the Supreme Taoist Dao, Hong Yi knew that his mother had fallen into the love network and passed on the fu of the Supreme Taoist Dao to Hong Xuanji, which also caused Meng Shenji's body to be destroyed. This was a owe to Taishang Dao. If his mother had a spirit in heaven, she would definitely be uneasy.

Hong Yi asked Hong Xuanji to abandon his martial arts and return his kung fu to the Supreme Taoist, in order to comfort his mother's spirit in heaven.

"This western mountain... hasn't been here for a long time! It's still so desolate and remains unchanged! At this time last year, the snow had not yet fallen, and I just lived in Qiuyue Temple. I met the girl Yuanfei and brought me into the gate of Taoism."

After a while of running around, about an hour later, Hong Yi brought his men to the foot of the West Mountain.

Looking at the dark and stretching west mountains, and far away, the broken Qiuyue Temple stood among the dead trees. The wind blew, the dead grass shaking, and the foxes and wolves shouted faintly in the distance.
To be continued...