"What, I'll use "Xuantian Dark Record" as compensation for resolving grievances and grievances, give me a look! This price is too great..." Hong Yi heard the words of the owner of Xuantian Pavilion and the Dark Emperor Nalan, and his thoughts were shocked, and he calmed down.

"Xuantian Dark Records" is the highest classic of Xuantian Pavilion, and its importance is no less than the "Amitabha Sutra" of the Dachan Temple. Now that the owner of Xuantian Pavilion actually said such words, it is almost the same as giving up the position of Xuantian Pavilion to Hong Yi.

Even if the Great Zen Temple was destroyed, the Amitabha Sutra would not be viewed by others in the past.

It can be seen how shocking the words of the owner of Xuantian Pavilion were as soon as he spoke.

However, Hong Yi calmed down. The reason for calmness was very simple. If you want to enjoy huge benefits in this world, you will pay a huge price.

With the Star Eye of the Heavenly Snake King, the Master of Xuantian Pavilion, the Taoist couple, chasing the Dream God Machine, is definitely not easy. They may die directly and be destroyed ashes.

Although Hong Yi now has the immortal clone of the human immortal, the Qiankun cloth bag, and the vacuum big hand seal. He is not afraid of any master in the world, but he has no confidence in his dream god machine that is the best in the world, replaces the way of heaven, supervises the way of humanity, and kills the emperor as simple as killing a dog.

Even he himself knew that he would definitely not be a match for Meng Shenji.

Emperor Qian Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji, a pair of deep monarchs and ministers, possess countless books and countless magic weapons. All cats do not go out in the Yujing. They are afraid of Meng Shenji as if a mouse sees a cat, which is obvious.

Although Meng Shenji supports Champion Hou, Champion Hou and Hong Yi are now in a mortal grudge with life and death, and will never stop until death. To prevent Champion Hou's revenge, Meng Shenji must be defeated, but now is not the time.

Hong Yi's foundation is still very thin.

Joining forces to chase Meng Shenji will likely end up like Bai Fengxian.

Although "Xuantian Dark Record" is tempting, it also requires huge risks. What's more, the owner of Xuantian Pavilion and the King of Tianshe are not good candidates for cooperation.

"What should I do... "The Dark Record of Xuantian" and "The Amitabha Sutra" are almost one light and one dark. The center of the dark mandala is Xuantian Daozun, and the center of the light mandala is the Great Sun Tathagata. If you get this secret book and understand light and darkness, it will be of great benefit to our cultivation, but joining hands to kill the Dream God Machine is too dangerous......"

Zen Yinsha's heart was also rotating.

She was also moved and weighed the interests.

If it were other classics, she would not be moved by the secret books such as "Essence, Blood, and Essence" and "Ju Ling Gang Dao Book", but the "Xuan Tian Dark Record" is an opposite to the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past", one light, one dark.

In the past, the first sentence of the Amitabha Sutra was "Immortal Light".

The combination of light and darkness is almost no less than the combination of "Yu" and "Zhou" of the Taishang Alchemy.

Her psychology is still a little afraid of the fatalism that can only be practiced by one person in the Past Sutra. If she gets the combination of light and darkness in "Xuantian Dark Record", she may be able to break her fate, but it is too dangerous to chase the Dream God Machine.

"Look at Hong Yi's decision. He has made decisions in everything and rarely made mistakes."

After thinking for a long time, Zen Yinsha could only wait for Hong Yi to make a decision. As a demon king, she made a decision with Hong Yi, like looking for treasures in the wilderness and seizing the Qiankun cloth bag.

"Hahahaha, the owner of Xuantian Pavilion was joking... Xuantian Pavilion's "Dark Record of Xuantian" is the first secret book. Although it is tempting, I, Hong Yi, don't want to read it. As for Mengshenji's affairs, my mother owes the Supreme Tale, and I haven't helped her to make it clear. Mengshenji is not my duty. Although he supports the champion, that's his business."

Hong Yi was silent for a while, and suddenly, he refused flatly!

"Can't even impress you with the "Xuantian Dark Record"? You know, all the abbots of Dachan Temple wanted to get the supreme secret book of my Xuantian Pavilion. One light and one darkness, the combination of the two can create chaos and accommodate the vast world. Moreover, with Hong Zhenren's academic cultivation, it is not difficult to integrate light and darkness. Hong Zhenren should not think that I am ignorant. After working for forty years, I once changed my identity and passed the imperial examination for the Dagan. Hong Xuanji's Li Book, Li Yan's Li Family Six Books, Heart Book, Action and Knowledge, Xie Wenyuan's annotations on the ancient Book of Songs, ritual books, music books, and historical books of Dagan several dynasties, I also studied it carefully."

The owner of Xuantian Pavilion, Nalan, the Dark Emperor, heard Hong Yi laughing and refused, and his body moved slightly on the mandala flower.

"It turns out to be an old Jinshi in the imperial examination..." Hong Yi was stunned when he heard the words of the Xuantian Pavilion Master, then his face became more solemn, and he bowed his hands to meet with etiquette.

Using the methods of the Master of Xuantian Pavilion and using the art of Taoism with a pseudonym, it is not difficult to participate in the imperial examinations of the Great Knights, but passing the imperial examination in Jinshi means that this person has profound knowledge.

"You are polite!" The owner of Xuantian Pavilion also bowed to Hong Yi and said, "The most treasure in the world in "Xuantian Dark Records", why did Hong Zhenren be turned away?"

"I, Hong Yi, want to make a scripture, make a statement for the scholars of the Middle Ages, and be the leader of the sutras in the world and the king of the eternal scriptures. I have already sacrificed the way of heaven and published the Great Hongyuan. Although "Xuantian Dark Record" is good, it may not be able to touch me. However, since the owner of the museum is a Jinshi, his knowledge must be very profound. One day, I will settle the affairs of the world and will definitely invite the owner of the museum to take the scriptures together, but now it is not worth mentioning."

Hong Yi smiled and said.

"You want to write a scripture, which is the leader of the world's scriptures and the king of eternal scriptures? It's really a big tone... Even the ancient Holy Emperor may not dare to say that." The Sky Snake King burst into laughter unexpectedly.

The owner of Xuantian Pavilion just smiled slightly, laughing at Hong Yi as he became arrogant.

This is not a contempt, it is really because Hong Yi's tone is too loud. Even Yangshen masters may not be able to do anything.

"Is that so? I opened my head. I asked the owner to take a look..." While speaking, Hong Yi turned around and returned to the study, writing quickly, and wrote the way of Qian Gua Jiuwu at the beginning.

As soon as I finished writing, my hand shook, and the paper floated lightly into the sky and fell into the hands of the owner of Xuantian Pavilion.

"Dan, Yuanxiang, Lizhen.............................." The owner of Xuantian Pavilion took a few glances and didn't feel anything, but after a few glances, his face became serious, and his hands trembled slightly in the end.

Putting aside the achievements of Taoism, he passed the imperial examination and was also a great scholar. He gradually saw the trick.

"The way of the Nine Five is a gentleman like a dragon... Hong Yi, I, Nalan, admire you very much... But this sutra cannot be made by anyone. It is already the limit to be able to open this one by one. But even the beginning is enough to make it famous all over the world and recite it forever."

After reading it, the owner of Xuantian Pavilion carefully put the paper into his sleeve and sighed a long tone.

Seeing his Taoist partner like this, the eyes of the Sky Snake Wang Xingyan gradually changed when he looked at Hong Yi.

"Since Master Hong has this ambition, we will not interfere. However, although Master Hong does not want to cooperate with us, this matter will be given up. However, Master Hong is going to the Western Regions to launch wars and fight with the Kingdom of Huoluo. We also want to go to Huoluo. Meng Shenji has also gone to Huoluo Jingyuan Temple. If something happens at that time, I don't want us to be hostile."

The owner of Xuantian Pavilion was silent for a while, and suddenly spoke. At the same time, he threw the crystal disk in his hand and flew down towards Hong Yi. Hong Yi grabbed it and found that it was the mandala formation that sealed the clone of the Great Destruction God.

"This is the clone of the God of Destruction. Let me explain the grievances for you on behalf of Xingye. And this sword of impermanence will be given to Master Hong. But I will also say to Master Hong, even if I have a good relationship. Meng Shenji played a few powerful secret chess moves, but the saint of the Winter Sorting Sect has been born. This person is the mother of the champion Hou, and the corpse has been untied for sixteen years. However, Master Cheng is a crazy person and despises all etiquette. It seems that he is reincarnated by something unknown, and is familiar with some future humanitarian changes. It is amazing.

Chang. We have been in Xuantian Pavilion for many years and have been attacked by him. Xingmou and I have sent masters to kill him many times, but they have not succeeded. The more he is chased, the stronger he is. Even if he suffers a loss, he will get adventures and turn over. It is really an incomprehensible existence. In addition, I got a piece of news that Taizu of the Great Zhou did not seem to have died. This time, nine thousand juren went to Beijing, and it is very likely that he also participated in the scientific examination. There are also the orphans of the Great Zhou. This time they will go to the Western Regions. I hope Brother Hong is more careful."

After the Xuantian Pavilion owner dropped the black crystal disk, he bowed to Hong Yi again. After saying a few words, he looked at the eyes of the Heavenly Snake King Xingye, and suddenly shook, and acre of black mandala flowers of one acre were broken through the air.

"The saint of the Winter Sorting Sect is the mother of the Champion Hou! Taizu of the Great Zhou!" Hong Yi was blown up by several news in his heart when he heard the words of the Xuantian Pavilion.

Taizu of the Great Zhou was a figure in the same era as Meng Shenji for three hundred years. At that time, the faith dynasty was in chaos and the people lived in poverty. Taizu of the Great Zhou started from the chaotic times and swept the world and finally won the throne. Later, he practiced Taoism and died by swallowing lead and mercury. This is a record in historical books.

But Hong Yi knew that Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty must have been assassinated by Meng Shenji, who practiced Taoism three hundred years ago.

Once Taizu had a foundation of two hundred years, how powerful it was.

"Three hundred years ago, the saint of the Scented Sect, Taizu of the Great Zhou. What kind of grudges and love do these three people have?" Hong Yi frowned even more and more. "But the great Zhou destroyed the country and his luck has passed. Even if Taizu of the Great Zhou was not dead, it would be useless to reincarnate the corpse and reincarnate, and he was unable to compete for the world. Could it be that he had seen the new policy of Daqian and the world would be in chaos again?"

Hong Yi thought for a long time and felt more and more that the world's situation was severe and it was likely to affect him.

"It seems that it's time to overcome the thunder tribulation..."

Hong Yi looked at the sky, then squeezed it violently, and broke the crystal disk in his hand. The clone of the God of Destruction was suspended in the air with no will. It was obviously all sealed and wiped out by the owner of Xuantian Pavilion.

After checking it, Hong Yi lit up the destruction clone with one finger, and then integrated it into the eight apertures of the Zen Silver Gallery.

On April 22, the weather was slightly cloudy and the air was filled with dull heat. This heat was the heat.

On the edge of Chizhou, a huge manor is beautifully built, with carved railings and jade everywhere, which is very elegant. At first glance, it is a wealthy family that has been around for hundreds of years.

In front of the manor, the word "Chen" is written.

This is a famous family in Chizhou, Chen family. Among the wealthy families of the Dagan family, it is far superior to the Zhao family of the Daluo faction, and is almost comparable to Ji and Zhu, these families.

There is nothing else, because the Chen family now has a "painting saint".

The Dagan Painting Saint, "Gandaozi", Chen Zimo, is a member of the Chen family. Gandaozi was the Taoist name after he became a monk.

At this time, Chen Zimo, the painting saint "Gandaozi", was sitting on a grass in the manor, looking at a young man in yellow clothes and holding a paintbrush in front of him.

At the same time, a woman took a bamboo tube and stirred it in a jade bowl. The smell of soap beans came from the bowl. It was all bubbles when it was tween.

The woman twisted it for a while and blew it with a bead tube. A bubble as big as a fist blew up and rose with the wind. It kept flowing and was about to burst.

Suddenly, the young man drew a brush, and the tip of the brush hit the bubble, his wrist trembled, and in an instant, he actually drew a magnificent landscape painting on the bubble!

Just a few strokes, I actually painted on the bubbles that would explode at any time! What speed, what power, and what skill.

Gan Daozi, the painting saint, looked at him with shiny eyes and sighed repeatedly.

Within a few breaths, a magnificent city view appeared on the bubbles and kept flowing. This city is Yujing City.

"It's a pity that if this painting is made on paper, it will definitely flow through the ages. Why should it be made on a bubble?" Gan Daozi sighed.

"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams and bubbles. Doing them above them can better grasp the impermanence of life and death."

The young man took his brushes and let the bubbles fly into the sky.

Suddenly, a thunder rolling in the sky shook, shattering the bubble.

The young man threw the brush away, "Thunder is here, this is the early summer thunder for sixty years. It is especially strong. I want to overcome the thunder tribulation. I just painted on the bubble. I believe I can overcome this thunder tribulation..."

At the same time, Hong Yi and Chan Yinsha who had arrived in Chizhou heard the rolling thunder from the air, and the violent aura rolled. This was the violent Xia Lei, and looked at each other.

"Xia Lei is here..."
Chapter completed!