Chapter 873

Work hard for 61 years, winter.

Nanzhou, Sui Duong Province.

The weather in Nanzhou has obviously changed, the cold wind is blowing in bursts, the leaves are withered, and the tree trunks are bare. Only some jackdaws stand on the bald trees, looking at the world with cold eyes.

In Sui Duong Province, every household has a stove.

Although it hasn't snowed yet, the cold day-to-day temperature, biting cold wind, and icy raindrops still make the people unbearable.

On the big lake behind the governor's compound in Shuiyang Province, there is a large pavilion built. This pavilion is very peculiar. It is surrounded by a kind of crystal clear glass, so that the cold wind and cold rain cannot blow in.

Inside the gazebo, there are several roaring incense burners and tripods, burning animal-shaped charcoal, and the heat is overwhelming.

Inside and outside seem to be two worlds.

Sitting in the pavilion, watching the miserable wind, rain, and rippling water outside, it's a unique feeling.

The person in the pavilion, surnamed Hong and named Kang, is the son of Hong Xuanji, the Grand Master of Dagan, and the governor of Shuiyang Province.

At this time, he was sitting in the gazebo drinking tea.

"Butler Wu has been missing for more than half a year, and I don't know what's going on now, but he disappeared when he went to Linhai Chengjing Navy to investigate Hong Yi, so he must have something to do with this kid. Damn, what's wrong with this little bastard? With this ability, he was able to kill Concubine Rong, and still live to this day! Could it be that the Supreme Daoist is supporting him?" Hong Kang kept turning thoughts in his mind, "Hmph, one day, I must kill him!"

His body exuded bursts of majestic and majestic aura, as if it was real.

This is something he has naturally cultivated after he has been a great official in the frontier for a long time.

At this moment, Hong Kang suddenly discovered something was wrong.

"Why did the wind and rain stop?" Hong Kang looked around and found something wrong, "No, no, it's not that the wind and rain have stopped, but the surrounding scene is completely still, stop! No, some Taoist masters have cast illusions Bewitch me!"

Suddenly, Hong Kang became alert and stood up suddenly.

At this time, a gentle and pure Yang wind blew over, and in an instant it condensed into a body, lifelike and indistinguishable from a real person.

"Hong Yi! It's you!"

Hong Kang himself was also a master of martial arts. Although he was shocked when he saw such a scene, he quickly calmed down with a ferocious smile on his face.

"I didn't expect you to practice Taoism. Hehe, the imperial court prohibits the practice of Taoism. You blatantly violated the imperial ban. As long as I take your copy, your general position and reputation will be lost." Hong Kangjie said with a smile. .

"Take me a copy?" Hong Yi laughed.

At this time, his soul turned into a real body with flesh and blood, standing on the water surface, the water wave didn't even tremble.

This is not his main soul, but he used the method of distraction and thought, separated a thought, and came to Shuiyang City in Nanzhou.

However, his true body and main soul are still in the big ship on the southern sea, heading towards Daqian.

"Hey, you think I dare not? I just became a ghost after cultivation, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Hong Kang suddenly roared, biting his white teeth, grinning ferociously, bursting with anger.

His whole body was indistinct, and there was a horrible and hideous aura coming out.

"Not bad, I have already cultivated to the peak level of a martial arts master, and I am only one step away from being promoted to a martial saint, and I have even condensed into the wheel of life and death of the heavens. I have some skills."

Hong Yi's voice was flat, with some tranquility, and he spoke casually.

The appearance of a pair of brothers reminiscing about the old days, did not reveal the slightest murderous intent.

But just such an expression and attitude made Hong Kang even more angry.

Because he felt Hong Yi's superior attitude, like a cat playing with a mouse.

It's like pinching yourself to death, just like pinching an ant to death.

This especially made Hong Kang unacceptable.

"Come on! Golden Eagle Guard! Shoot this evildoer with the Peach God Extinguishing Soul Arrow! A bold monster! How dare you break into the governor's house and attack me, you are so audacious!" Hong Kang suddenly yelled.

Then this roaring sound echoed in the gazebo all the time, and it couldn't be conveyed no matter what.

Inside and outside the gazebo, it seems that there are really two worlds. The outside is quiet, no one comes up, and no one hears it. The servants and guards around the big lake, no one hears it, and no one sees it. .

"Hong Kang, don't waste your efforts. I have sealed off the surroundings of the lake with a illusory illusion. Not only can your words not be spread, but people outside can only see you drinking tea in the middle of the lake." Hong Yi calmly said. smile.

It's not just that.

Void illusions are things that can be done by Taoist masters in the realm of ghosts and immortals. Although outsiders will be affected by illusions, as long as they get close to this place or have a high level of cultivation, they will be able to discover the truth and reality inside.

But now that Hong Yi has cultivated to the fourth level of Thunder Tribulation "One Thought Born into the World", the void illusion he displays is completely different.

This pavilion is really isolated in a small world.

Hong Yi separated out a mind-soul idea, which turned into a small world, wrapping the entire gazebo.

The whole process is completed without anyone noticing.

Hong Kang didn't know at all, at this time, as long as Hong Yi just had a slight thought, and the small world began to collapse, then he would be doomed.

"The Wheel of Death!"

Seeing that his subordinates couldn't hear his orders at all, Hong Kang roared violently, and then punched out, locking Hong Yi from afar.

All of a sudden, seven acupoints faintly appeared on Hong Kang's body, and a fist rising from within, faintly condensed into an aura, rushing towards Hong Yi.

"This level of martial arts is a bit meager." Hong Yi laughed, snapped his fingers slightly, and a gust of positive wind blew over.

Click!

In an instant, this condensed fist was shattered.

It's as easy as smashing glass with a sledgehammer or cutting tofu with a knife.

"Okay, I won't play with you anymore! Black Demon Crow Formation!"

Hong Yi raised his hand, but displayed the secret technique of Xuantian Pavilion.

This secret technique was learned from Nalan Mu, the master of the Black Demon Hall in Xuantian Pavilion, and it is more complete and powerful than the one learned from Murong Yan.

After Nalan Hai was captured by Wang Fan, he was forced to believe in Hong Yi, and a restriction was planted in his soul. He could not control his life and death, and the secret Taoism in his body was almost emptied.

"what!"

The moment the Black Demon Crow Formation was activated, Hong Kang felt a burst of darkness in front of his eyes. He could not carry any energy or blood, nor could he mobilize any power. It was like a nightmare.

(End of this chapter)

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