The strongest collapse system

Chapter 720 Invitation
"Your thoughts are not very vicious, but you still kindly remind me." Hong Yi was a little surprised.

Wang Fan on the side was as if he was watching the fire.

Murong Yan fought with Hong Yi and was at a disadvantage. In the end, she was captured by mistake. However, she had no ill feelings toward Hong Yi. Instead, she had some admiration for the strong.

The people of Yunmeng are fierce and worship the strong.

In Murong Yan's eyes, Hong Yi was obviously a strong man, she didn't realize it, she developed a good impression of Hong Yi.

Wang Fan has experienced a lot in the world, but he saw this at a glance.

However, he didn't bother to say anything.

"Since there is no portrait of Xuantian Daoist, Heitian Demon God is also available, so you can draw a portrait of Heitian Demon God!" Hong Yi smiled, "I am not trying to spy on your Taoism, but just researching it. If you can get a glimpse of the essence of Taoism in Xuantian Pavilion just by looking at a portrait, then I am a saint, and you don’t need to tell me the scriptures in Xuantian Pavilion.”

It was obvious that Hong Yi was lying.

"Okay, since you're not afraid of going crazy, I'll draw it for you. Without Taoism, a painting is nothing." I don't know if Murong Yan has realized this, and she readily agreed to Hong Yi. requirements.

She walked into the house, laid out the paper, polished the ink, and then sat down. Instead of starting to paint immediately, she folded her hands in front of her chest, and made a Taoist hand formula, with a solemn expression, muttering scriptures , It took a long time before I picked up the brush for painting and started to write on the snow-white paper.

Hong Yi watched from the sidelines, alert.

Just by looking at Murong Yan's expression when painting, it can be seen that Yunmeng Kingdom's cultural education has undergone tremendous development and has gained the essence.

Murong Yan was dressed in white with a colorful ribbon on her head, which gave her an exotic feel. However, she was not as strong and rugged as an ordinary prairie woman, but rather had a kind of delicacy.

She has fair skin, crescent eyebrows, oval face, almond eyes and peach cheeks. She has the beauty of a lady from a wealthy family, but she doesn't have the fragility of a lady, but has a heroic air.

On the contrary, she is somewhat similar to her sister Hong Xuejiao. Of course, Murong Yan is much more beautiful than Hong Xuejiao.

"What the hell am I thinking?" Hong Yi came to his senses suddenly, and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, "My fair lady, a gentleman is so good. I just seemed to be attracted by this foreign woman and fell in love with her!"

Murong Yan not only has a beautiful face, but also has a heroic spirit. What's even more rare is that she also has a mysterious and elegant temperament, which is brought about by practicing Xuantian Pavilion Taoism.

Such a woman is indeed easy to attract young Muai.

"In the past, Amitabha, I sat in the center, and all kinds of delusional thoughts were eliminated!"

Hong Yi silently recited the Amitabha Sutra, and a burst of golden light shone in his soul.

He looked at Murong Yan again, that unique temperament was gone, he was still the same person, but his attractiveness was greatly weakened.

Hong Yi finally concentrated his mind on Murong Yan's brush.

I saw a lifelike image of a demon god leaping onto the paper.

This demon god is tall and tall, with three heads and six arms. On the three heads, there are sinister smiles, secretive smiles and ferocious smiles, while each of the six arms is pinching weird handprints, or five fingers are stretched, or five fingers are hooked. ...

It seems that there is a kind of evil intention that is intimidating and seductive!

Behind the image of the demon god is the dark background, which is extremely influential, making the demon god seem to walk out of the boundless darkness, set foot in this bright world, and then transform the bright world into boundless darkness.

"Good painting skills!" Hong Yi couldn't help admiring when he looked at this demon statue.

"Thank you." Murong Yan stopped the brush, looked at the demon god on the drawing paper, seemed dissatisfied, and shook her head, "My painting is so-so, and the statue of Hetian demon god enshrined in our Black Demon Hall is the one that truly expresses Essence."

Hong Yi smiled and said nothing.

The statue of the Black Sky Demon in front of you can already reflect Murong Yan's Taoist skills. When ordinary people see this portrait, they will have nightmares for days and nights. Some people who are timid by nature may get sick from it.

But compared to the Amitabha Buddha statue on the golden scroll of the Amitabha Sutra in the past, this Hetian Demon God statue is not enough.

Hong Yi could even deduce that even the statue of the Black Sky Demon enshrined in the Black Demon Hall of the Xuantian Pavilion that Murong Yan said could not be compared to the Buddha statue he had seen.

Perhaps only the statue of Xuantian Dao in Xuantian Pavilion's supreme classic "Xuantian Dark Record" can be compared.

"However, although this portrait has not reached the place of infinite mystery, it is still of great help to me in comprehending the Amitabha Sutra in the past." Hong Yi did not plan to practice the Taoism of Xuantian Pavilion, but just used it as a reference.

……

For the next half month, the days became very quiet.

However, Hong Yi did not relax his practice. He practiced martial arts during the day and his soul at night. When he encountered some doubts about Taoism and martial arts, he would ask Murong Yan.

Although Hong Yi is much stronger than Murong Yan regardless of Taoism or martial arts, but the three of them must have my teacher. Murong Yan's experience in practice and combat is still of great use to Hong Yi.

As for whether it was a lie or not, Hong Yi had a way of figuring out people's hearts. He could tell if he was lying or not.

On this day, Hong Yi got up early in the morning to practice in the valley, suddenly there was a sound of horseshoes in the forest outside the valley, and then stopped at the valley entrance.

Several brightly dressed slaves came in, and the leader held a bronzing invitation card in his hand.

"Greetings to Mr. Hong Yi!" The leading slave bowed to Hong Yi, and then handed over the gold-plated invitation card in his hand, "My master has invited Mr. Hong to the banquet."

"Prince Jade's invitation." Hong Yi took it, looked at the words on it, but was stunned for a moment.

This invitation was sent by Prince Yu.

This Jade Prince is the fourth son of His Majesty, and also the most powerful competitor of the Crown Prince, so his identity is extremely sensitive.

Especially for Hong Yi.

You know, Hong Yi's father, Marquis of Wu Wen Hong Xuanji supported the prince and belonged to the prince's faction.And Hong Yi's elder brother, Hong Xi, escorted the prince back then, fighting in and out.

If Hong Yi attends Prince Jade's banquet, the meaning will be completely different, and it may even make people think that he has broken with the Hong Mansion.

This matter is of great importance, Hong Yi cannot help but not hesitate.

When Hong Yi was hesitating, he saw a line of small characters on the invitation card, flamboyant: "Brother Hong, you must come to Prince Yu's church meeting today. Don't forget to take the phone."

The signature is Xiao Hao.

That is the real name of the original owner of "Chai Dian" in Fire Rome, the Little Marquis of Changle.

"Okay, reply to your master for me, I will arrive on time." Hong Yi suddenly made up his mind.

(End of this chapter)