The strongest collapse system

Chapter 692
Mrs. Rong's accusation left Wang Fan speechless.

After coming to Yangshen World, he was seriously injured. In order to find a safe place to heal his injuries, he chose Hong Mansion as his shelter, and became the martial arts master of Hong Yi and Hong Gui at the same time.

At that time, he also devoted himself to teaching some martial arts, but these martial arts were all top-notch martial arts from other worlds, with the luck of other worlds, but the effect was mediocre in the Yangshen world.

The effect of exercising is not even as good as some low-level martial arts such as "Iron Sand Palm".

Although later he had improved some exercises based on his understanding of martial arts, but at this time, Mrs. Rong no longer trusted him, and no longer let Hong Gui practice with him.

Regarding this point, Wang Fan is indeed ashamed of Mrs. Rong.

"It's not that I cherish my broom. It's really a last resort." Wang Fan bowed slightly, with apologetic expression on his face.Madam Rong just sneered.

"Sister, this person came to the Hou Mansion with ulterior motives, why don't you take him down and interrogate him first!" Mrs. Rong's dissatisfaction with Wang Fan has reached an extreme.

"Alright."

Madam Zhao was about to give an order when a guard suddenly ran into the main hall, approached Madam Zhao and whispered something.

After hearing what the guard said, Mrs. Zhao was shocked, and she looked at Hong Yi and Wang Fan with something wrong.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Mrs. Rong found that Mrs. Zhao's expression was wrong, and couldn't help asking, "Let's order the two of them to be captured first!"

"Hmph, good luck to you!" Mrs. Zhao ignored Mrs. Rong, and said to Hong Yi, "Your Majesty is destined. For the sake of your upcoming participation in Qiuwei, let's not pursue the crime of secretly practicing martial arts, but you also I can't stay in the Hou Mansion any longer, move to Xishan, and come back after Qiu Wei!"

Hong Yi's expression was shocked, but he didn't expect that it was his father Hong Xuanji who came from the palace to deal with him.

"You didn't enforce the family law?" Hong Yi was a little surprised.

In fact, not only Hong Yi, but Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Rong are extremely strange. As a master of Confucianism, Hong Xuanji is also an important minister of the court, holding great power, and has always tolerated disobedience, even his own son.

Hong Xuanji once summoned his son Hong Gui to investigate his studies, because Hong Gui enforced the family law just a moment late and showed no mercy, broke Hong Gui's legs and lay on the bed for half a year to recover.

It can be seen that Marquis Wu Wen is strict.

But now they treat Hong Yi with incomparable tolerance, they just expelled him from the mansion and let him live in Xishan to prepare for the scientific examination.

"That's fine." Hong Yi relaxed.

When Hong Xuanji had an order, the matter became settled, and it was impossible for Madam Zhao to disobey Hong Xuanji's order.

At this time, Mrs. Rong did not know what to think of, but she also calmed down, and did not raise any objections, but there was a fierce look in her eyes, which made one's back shiver uncontrollably.

……

Half an hour later, Wang Fan and Hong Yi packed up all their salutes, left the Hou Mansion, and walked on the road to Xishan.

Xishan is still the same as in the past, with dense forests and complex terrain. Just after the Spring Festival, the earth has warmed up, and the birds and beasts in the mountains have gradually increased, and gradually there are some people.

When the two arrived at the foot of the West Mountain, it was already dark.

The two lived in Qiuyue Temple.

Now that Hong Yi was extravagant, he sold a large piece of silver, the abbot, the old monk, couldn't help but quickly prepared dinner and a resting place for the two of them, and the hospitality was extremely hospitable and thoughtful.

After dinner, the two went to rest in the cleaned side hall.

Hong Yi didn't feel the slightest fatigue after going through a lot of changes during the day, but lit the oil lamp and started to read.

Although there is still more than half a year before Qiu Wei, for scholars, the time is extremely tight, and for Hong Yi, he is not fully sure that he can pass Qiu Wei and become a Juren.

Wang Fan found a corner, put down the futon, and began to meditate.

Boo!
A flower burst out of the oil lamp.

Wang Fan, who was meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes suddenly, and his divine light shot out, as if he had sensed something, and it didn't disturb Hong Yi who was studying, but his soul came out of his body and flew into the air.

"there!"

Wang Fan Yuanshen flew in the air, glanced around, and found the target.

In a raised tomb on the hillside of the western mountain, a shadow stood, vague and indistinct.

This shadow stood quietly in front of the grave without emitting any breath. It was impossible for an ordinary expert to notice the existence of this shadow.

However, Wang Fan's primordial spirit could not be hidden from him.

This person stood there, as if he existed, but also as if he didn't exist, faintly visible, faintly visible, as if he had merged into the vast void around him, without a trace, and seemed to have merged into the entire world, making people unable to feel him at all. The presence.

If there is a master of Taoism, he can sense the surroundings with his soul, and he will not be able to feel the existence of this person at all.

But looking at it with the naked eye, it can be found that this person seems to be the center of the whole world, and every move seems to carry the mysterious power of nature and uncanny craftsmanship.

The man was facing the tomb in meditation, motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Lord Hou." Wang Fan Yuanshen descended, approached this person, and called out.

This man was dressed in brocade clothes and a purple gold crown on his head. He was the Grand Master of the Dagan court, Marquis of Wu Wen, Hong Xuanji!

Hong Xuanji has a well-proportioned figure, with a white face and no beard, like beautiful jade. He looks only in his 40s and [-]s.

"You are here, Mr. Wang." Hong Xuanji said.

Hong Xuanji turned around, looked at Wang Fan with a pair of eyes that exuded divine light, and said with great interest: "Sure enough, there are ways to approach me so close with the body of a god and soul, ignoring my blood, that day. The ghost fairy who rescued that wandering soul is you!"

"I had doubts at the time, but there was no evidence." Hong Xuanji said lightly.

Wang Fan didn't speak, and acquiesced.

He also realized why Hong Xuan gave the order to let Mrs. Zhao let him and Hong Yi go.

But he knew that relying on the strength in the Hong Mansion, Wang Fan could not do anything about it. If Wang Fan was forced to show his strength and make a big disturbance in the Hong Mansion, it would be Madam Zhao and others who would suffer.

"So you asked Mrs. Zhao to send me to Xishan so that I could deal with it?" Wang Fan smiled.

"Not bad." Hong Xuanji readily admitted.

His aura froze slightly, and the brocade clothes that were fluttering with the cold wind suddenly froze, as if made of iron, motionless.

The power exuded from the whole person seemed to be the king of gods who ruled the world, coming to the world.

Hong Xuanji's hand had a magical luster, as if he was holding the most terrifying power in the world.

"Mr. Wang, this is the boxing method of "The Wheel of Life and Death" created by me painstakingly. Please teach me!"

(End of this chapter)