Chapter 266: See you at the father and son grave! !

I just tried it, but did not expect such a sin? "Zen Chan.
There is a slight loss in the words.
Also, the "Past Classics", "God's Road Five Rays" and "God of War" are all integrated into one. If it is a perfect fusion, it can greatly enhance her strength!
But now it is a failure, but unfortunately fortunately, Hong Yi arrived in time, and did not brew out of the fire.
"Fortunately, it is in the bag of Qiankun, you can use the power of Xiaoqian world to eliminate the demons at any time. Otherwise, the consequences are really unimaginable."
Hong Yi also has a lingering fear.
The stronger the Taoism, the stronger the demons will be. The current magical technique of Zen silver yarn is very powerful. The cultivation of Zen silver yarn is not under Hongyi. They are all taking the half-thunder of the blood of the evil spirits. If it is really ruined, Hong Yi is still afraid of being suppressed.
However, in this Qiankun bag, you can use the power of Xiaoqian world, but it is different.
The power in the thousand worlds is a powerful idea, almost the idea of ​​being too "on the road" to the extreme. It can cover everything, cover everything, and power is approaching infinity.
"I was mistaken just now. During the journey of cultivation, it was really unpredictable. Who wouldn’t know that the next moment would cause irreparable end because of his own mistakes. The long road is long and rugged."
Zen silver yarn recalls that I was just sinister. Knocked at the tongue. It seems to be savoring the taste of the land.
"But it’s just not going to be a fire. It’s not a bad thing. I have learned a lot from it. I believe that it won’t take long. I will be truly one-in-one! It will be integrated. At that time. We are a pair of Taoists. It will really cover the Xuantian Pavilion and the Heavenly Snake King."
The Xuantian Pavilion and the Heavenly Snake King are almost the most powerful couples in the world. The two joined forces. Vertical and horizontal. Chasing the dream machine. Zen silver yarn has long been envied.
"Yes. Since the dream machine supports the champion Hou. I think we will run into the land sooner or later. But Xuantian Pavilion is the leader of the six holy places in the world. I want to see it. What kind of person he is."
Xuantian Pavilion owner. Hong Yi’s heart is indeed very curious. Mainly that time at sea. Peacock is as powerful as it is. It’s just like the world. However, the contest with the Xuantian Pavilion owner failed. Did not win the Heavenly Snake King Star. How is the owner of the Xuantian Pavilion?
However, these are all Hung Yi should not be in the heart now.
"Right! You just can actually think of the God of War, is it forced to ask the words of the sorcerer and the sorcerer?" Hong Yi asked.
The text on the original "God of War" is the ancient text, Hong Yi does not know. To cultivate the above words, you must force the three elders and sovereigns of the Witch and Ghost Road.
"Yes, it has been forced to ask. Hey! But they dare to speak the scriptures while I am trying to ask, but in the dark, they are showing the magic of the witches? I am trying to confuse my mind! It is too courage! I am angry. Underneath, the blood of their bodies, the soul of the soul all sucked into the Promise Arrow."
Zen silver yarn points to a distance of dozens of miles, where there are four dry bodies. On top of the four bodies, four infinite arrows were inserted.
"Oh? The ghosts are naturally cunning, not a good thing. They don't know how many indigenous people are killed in the wilderness. If they kill, they will kill. I didn't want to save them. The result is the best!"
Hung Yi nodded slightly: "Since the scriptures of the God of War are translated, it is good." At the same time, he took a hand, from a lot of bookshelves in the distance, a bone plate of a door panel flew up and fell to himself. Before the ground.
This huge bone plate is the "God of War" by Witch Ghost. The above-mentioned goddess of non-humanity, like the devil and the devil, Hong Yi has taken a deep and subtle artistic conception since taking the blood of the evil spirit.
The Zen silver yarn hand strokes, from a distant shelf, flew a handwritten copy of the scriptures, the word on the word and the bone plate contrast, is the scriptures of the "God of War".
"Good esoteric text, this verse is similar to the ancient style."
When Hong Yi saw the translation, he read two sentences. At first glance, he knew that the style of writing was very simple and simple. It was often a word and there were many meanings.
This uses a word, a short sentence of two words, and expresses the meaning of the ancient style.
"This war magic is really esoteric, I have to carefully scrutinize it." Hong Yi has long been obsessed, looked at one side and remembered all the scriptures.
However, the meaning of the text is really profound. Hong Yi felt that he was hard to understand.
It is no wonder that the Zen silver yarn will be cultivated and ruined.
"Okay! Your article is doing well. The ancient geology is only afraid of research. I just condensed the of war, but it is based on the idea of ​​the blood of the evil spirit. It is indeed a small mistake."
Zen silver yarn nodded.
Hong Yi waved his hand and put the "God of War" and the translation in the distance: "Silver yarn, we have already arrived at Yujing, and now I am in my home, Luliu Mountain Villa, do you want to come out and visit? You Already in this small world, I have been practicing for a long time, and it is time to breathe out."
"Ok!"
Zen silver yarn nodded, Hong Yi took a picture, and immediately opened a portal, the two went out.
"Mu Rongyan, you use your intelligence. Check out the entire Daluo business, what sources of income, and other sources of income! Also, you recently made a lot of friends in Yujing, let them help, don't be afraid of flowers Money! More money is mine! I want to cut off the Wuwen Houfu! and the entire Daluo’s financial resources! Even if they can’t cut them off,
Also hit them hard!
Among the Qiankun bags, Hong Yi and Zen Yin yarn talked, and in the south wing of the Green Willow Villa, Hong Yi was talking to Murong Yan at the same time.
"What? The business of Daluopai? Is there an industry in Wuwen Houfu?" Murong Yan heard the words of Hong Yi and was suddenly taken aback.
"Da Luopai is in the seven provinces of South China. It has a huge force. At least one or two thousand commercial banks are in existence. In many states, there are also hidden industries. It is necessary to find out one by one. It requires a lot of manpower, material resources! Moreover, the Da Luo Pai is the core of the seven major families in Nanzhou. These seven families have existed since the former dynasty. They are three or four hundred years old. They have a strong foundation. Among the southern states, even Nanzhou The Governor does not dare to move them!"
"Check!" Hong Yi's lips, a few words leaked out of the cold, "Tomorrow I will go to the Jade Prince, and discuss with the Prince of Yu. At the same time, your money is only 700,000, life is enough, But for re-establishing a business, it is not enough. I will give you 10 million two! Yes, it is 10 million! You want you to find a way, find out the business of Dalupai, and then They compete and destroy them!"
"10 million two? I have not misunderstood! Ten million two! This is a six-fifth of the entire Dagan court tax!" Murong Yan at this time, heard the words of Hong Yi, shocked, added another The layer was shocked, and the original proud face turned into a sluggish appearance.
"As long as you help me, what are the 10 million two? Ten thousand silver, I can get it!" Hong Yi felt a rich and rich atmosphere between the words.
He got the Qiankun bag, which has a total value of more than 100 million silver property! Nowadays, it is natural that the wealth is too thick, and it is much stronger than any of the hundreds of years of family and the property of the great aristocracy.
No big aristocrat, big landlord can have hundreds of millions of silver.
Perhaps, some big aristocrats, such as the Dalupai, the seven major families in Nanzhou, hundreds of years of accumulation may have hundreds of millions, hundreds of millions of silver, but that is equivalent to the conversion of the field, manor, shops, etc. Nothing like Hong Yi, I can easily get the silver of two hundred silver.
Even if it is a big treasury, it can't be taken out. Although the Dagan Treasury has a tax of 670,000 yuan a year, the courts spend a lot of money, the royal family begins, the court officials, the huge army of millions of troops, and so on, there is not much surplus.
"Maybe now, only the inner library of the Dagan royal family can get so many cash out."
After Hung Yi spoke, there was a thought in his heart.
The treasury of the imperial courts and the royal treasury of the royal courts were separate. Hong Yi did not think that the Dagan royal plundered the wealth of the Dachan Temple and would be added to the national treasury.
Absolutely enrich the inner library.
Now that Hong Yi has so much money, naturally he will not stay in the bag, but will start to prepare for revenge. That is to use the cash in hand to smash the many businesses that Da Luo sent in Nanzhou!
Although the Daluo faction is strong, it is not a whole. There are too many people under the hand, and everyone consumes a lot of money every day. Once a lot of business has broken down, it has become confusing.
What's more, the entire silver of Wuwen Houfu, both of which need to be supplied by the Daluo faction, once the Dalupai had problems. Wu Wenhou will also have problems.
"Hey? Mrs. Zhao, I heard that every morning, when you eat breakfast, you have to eat thirty-six, each of which consumes five or six silver. One morning, it’s one hundred and two. I slowly broke you. Finance? Let you eat!"
Hong Yi thought in his heart.
Murong Yan is a good financial manager. Now, if there is money, Hong Yi believes she can help herself complete a series of things.
"Well? Who is she?"
Just as Murong Yan was shocked, Hong Yi’s side suddenly broke open a gap, and the Zen silver yarn came out of it.
"I have done business with your Murong family. You are Murong Yan? I have mastered the five hundred business houses of Yunmeng Murong family. I remember that once you went to my country and sold slaves."
Zen silver yarn looked at Murong Yan, suddenly said.
"You are the silver shark king!"
Murong Yan was shocked.
"Yes, silver yarn is the silver shark king, but also my Taoist." Hong Yidao.
"Silver Shark King One of the Eight Great Devils!" The dry language is a bit dry.
"Well, silver yarn, your Izumo business is also quite large. Let's sit down and discuss it. If you use the huge silver in your hands, destroy the trademarks of the big Luopai!"
Hong Yi waved his hand: "My thoughts are attached to Hong Kang's body. This day I have sensed a lot of things! I have a great understanding of everything about the Da Luo School! What? There are still a few days. A group of secret money, money and silver, will be moved from Nanzhou to Yujing. This is the example of Zhao’s giving to Mrs. Zhao of Wuwen Houfu. It is sent to people to intercept it. Wuwen Houfu may be sad this year. !"
"Well, you have to retaliate like this. If you don't move the knives to clean them up, it's really a blunt knife cut! This thing lets the monk and monk do it! Anyway, the Da Luo Pai also robbed the Great Zen Temple, and he took back interest. Yes!"
Zen silver yarn.
"The son, blood drops are asking for it outside.
"At this moment, the red chasing Yang came in."
"Let him come in!"
After the blood drop arrived at the Green Willow Mountain Villa, he immediately rushed to Yujing City and then rushed over.
"Seeing the son, I have already seen the prince, Wang Ye hopes that the son will hurry to the capital, and the palace will see you! Now the form of the capital is tense.
The government has many inconveniences, otherwise the words, Wang Ye himself rushed over in the yard, kneeling down.
"You go back to the prince, saying that I have a day off, and I will meet in the palace tomorrow morning. Right, how is the of the mother? What is the arrangement of the prince?" Hong Yi asked.
"Wang Ye has sent a master, day and night, and rushed to Wuyuan Provincial City." Blood drops.
"Well, you will return to the lord. I am going to Xishan this evening to sweep the grave for my mother. I will go to the palace tomorrow morning." Hong Yi waved his hand and let the blood drop out.
"After talking for so long, the sky is dark, I got to see my mother's grave, this has not been seen for a year, I am afraid that the graves are all grassy, ​​have to clean up and clean up, worship for a while.

Hung Yi talked with Murong Yan for a while, and as the sky gradually faded down, he stood up and ordered the next person to pack things, bringing incense, wax, paper, grass, and various items of sacrifice, a team. People, walking on the ice, and heading to Xishan.
A year ago, when Hong Yi worshipped his mother, he was still alone, so he was not desolate.
Today, one year later, Hong Yi worshipped his mother, but he took twenty or thirty men, holding all kinds of tributes, drinks, fruit, fragrant wax and other things, just like a big family to worship the ancestors.
"Mother, when you die, you are buried alone in Xishan. There is no point. I will have a day soon, let you have a good burial, let Hong Xuan machine confess in front of your grave! As long as he squats in your grave, repent, Admit your mistakes, and return the hard work to you. I will spare him."
On the ground, the broken ice, looked up at the bright moon rising in the sky, Hong Yi heart silently recited.
It is necessary for Hong Xuanji to return the hard work of the Taishang to the mother. The meaning of Hong Yi’s heart is very clear, that is, self-destruction of martial arts!
As a saint of Taishangdao, Hong Yi knew that his mother had fallen into love, and passed the martial arts of Taishang to Hong Xuanji, and the body of the dream machine was destroyed. If your mother has a spirit in the sky, it will definitely be uneasy.
Hong Yi let Hong Xuanji give up his martial arts and return the kungfu to Taishang, also to comfort his mother in the spirit of heaven.
"This Xishan ah~ hasn't come for a long time! It's still so desolate, it's the same! Last year at this time, the snow has not yet fallen. I lived in the Qiuyue Temple. I met the Yuanxiao girl and brought me into the monastic way. The door."
After a while, after about an hour, Hong Yi took his own hands and came to the foot of Xishan.
Looking at the dark west of the mountains, there is still far away, the broken Qiuyue Temple stands between a dead tree, the wind is blowing, the grass is shaking, and the fox and the wolf are screaming in the distance.
This kind of ice and snow night, cold wind blowing, dry grass shaking, jackal laugh, was originally a very desolate mood, but Hong Yi felt a cordial heart.
"I don't know if the Yuanxiao girl is in the palace now. If there is a chance, go see him with him." Hong Yi thought.
Then he followed the path to the West Mountain and slowly walked up.
In the distance, halfway up the mountain, it is the grave of the mother. Looking far away, I don’t come for a year. It’s true that the weeds above the grave are deep, although they are pressed under the snow, but there is still yellow Branches and leaves, faintly revealed.
"Ok?"
Just when Hong Yi was ready to move forward.
His footsteps stopped!
Because he saw his mother's grave! Actually stood a shadow! No, exactly, it should be a person! It’s just under the night, between the trees, the body of this person is somewhat blurred!
Even more strange is that this quiet standing in front of the grave, did not give off a little breath! Even the master of Hong Yi ~EbookFREE.me~ did not notice a little breath beforehand!
This person stands, if there is nothing, seems to be integrated into the vast void, without a trace, but it seems to be integrated with the whole world! People simply can't feel his existence! At the same time, if the human eye sees him, he can find that this person seems to be the center of the entire universe. Every move can have the power of heaven and earth and the power of creation.
This person is facing back to Hong Yi, wearing a brocade, wearing a purple crown.
When Hong Yi’s gaze noticed his back, the man spoke up:
Hong Yi! Come and give your mother a grave.

The tone of the word is like a thunder, hitting Hong Yi's body! Make Hong Yi’s heart tremble!
Even practicing the past! The nature is as true as ever, but the heart of Hong Yi is still boiling.
After biting his teeth, Hong Yi blew out three cold words from his teeth: "Hong! Xuan! Machine!"
Ps; the impact of the first wave of climax, is coming!
Everyone allowed me to take a little rest for a night. This time, Hong Yi and Hong Xuanji met at the grave. There will be wonderful stories, but I feel that I have not brewed my emotions and my passion. I dare not rush to write a manuscript.
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