The heavens preach

He also knew the name of the person who wrote the article "Hundred Saints Crying Together", making the sky rain, and ghosts and gods cry.

"Same name as me."

Hong Yi thought of the sharp pain he felt when he wrote the article, as if something had been snatched away by others.

"Obviously... I should be the one who is called by all the saints... Is this Zhu Yi the one who is my target?"

Hong Yi clenched his fists fiercely, obviously he could write down his breaking topic heartily, and he would definitely be able to make all the saints sing together, why would he be killed by a person with the same name as himself and take his glory away.

"There must be a reason for all this!!"

Suddenly, at this moment, a slightly majestic but inexplicably familiar voice appeared in Hong Yi's heart:

"Yi'er, come and see me, my father will investigate today's matter with you."

Hearing this voice, calling himself Father...

Hong Yi was shocked in his heart:

"Father?"

Quickly, without thinking too much, he followed the voice to a mansion in Yujing City, which was impressively marked with three big characters of "Taishi Mansion".

When he entered, he saw a tall middle-aged man wearing a purple gold crown with his back facing him.

Sensing Hong Yi coming in, Hong Xuanji slowly turned his head, looking at this face that was very similar to the dead Bing Yun, his brows moved slightly, and immediately said indifferently:

"Yi'er, after coming back to Great Thousand Worlds for a year, I didn't look for you even as a father, do you know why?"

"why?"

Hong Yi stood in front of his own father. When meeting him for the first time, his face did not change at all, and there was no greeting. He paid homage with a disrespectful tone, and went straight to the point:

"Is this related to the thing you called me here specifically?"

Hong Xuanji said in a majestic tone:

"Yi'er, you would have been the one who called out all the sages today, but because of some changes that neither the father nor the emperor expected, Nazhu Yi took away your title of 'Second Sage'."

Upon hearing this.

Hong Yi's complexion changed, and his eyes flickered: "What did you say? Why do you and the emperor believe that all the saints will sing together, and the inferior saint will be mine?"

Hong Xuanji said in a deep voice: "Do you still remember how you came to the Great Thousand World? For my father, I believe you should still have some memories from before you were two or three years old. If you think about it carefully, you should be able to think of something."

Hong Yi was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes drooped slightly, and his mind began to deliberately trace back the memories of two or three years ago.

Kacha~

Suddenly, something seemed to be broken in my mind.

The voices of the three people talking sounded in his mind, and the eight words that he remembered most were:

"Son of the Era...the Bridge to the Other Shore..."

Hong Yi instinctively spit out these eight words, and immediately looked at Hong Xuanji, his voice trembling:

"What does it mean?"

Next, Hong Xuanji told Hong Yi everything that happened more than ten years ago, including his birth in the place of origin, being created by Taoist Good Fortune, and finally sent to the Great Thousand World by Taoist Good Fortune.

Hong Xuanji said in a low voice with his hands behind his back:

"Yi'er, now you understand that you were born in the place of origin. It was the son of the era who was admitted by the ancient giant Taoist Good Fortune to establish your destiny. The Yi in your name is by no means an ordinary Yi. It represents The last of the sons."

"And this last child is full of variables. Only by letting you go back to the Great Thousand World to grow up on your own can you become the person in the prophecy. This is why we can't interfere with you and take care of you."

When Hong Yi heard these things in shock, his pupils suddenly constricted.

So that's why Hong Xuanji didn't go to see him, he wanted to let the son of Ji Yuan grow up by himself.

His original resentment towards Hong Xuanji only came from the fact that his father never cared about him. Now that he heard Hong Xuanji take the initiative to explain the misunderstanding to him, for a while, a knot in Hong Yi's heart was untied.

When he looked at Hong Xuanji again, there was already some emotion in his eyes, but he was still concerned about today's issues:

"But if I'm really the son of Ji Yuan, the last son among the sons, as you said, father, why, there will be another Zhu Yi in the world!"

His soul twitched, as if he felt an inexplicable pain whenever he uttered these two words.

This hatred is far from being as simple as Zhu Yi's taking away his honor of all saints, but it comes from the depths of the soul, from the gnashing of teeth in a fate!

A natural opposition!

Hong Xuanji said coldly with his hands behind his back: "That's why Father Wei came to you. There must be something wrong with this Zhu Yi. Now Father wants to give you a task. You and my father and son will work together to find out the problem with this person, and then Get rid of it...I believe for my father, the son of Ji Yuan is definitely you, not this Zhu Yi!!"

Hearing this, Hong Yi took a deep breath, turned around and looked back, as if he had seen through the Hong Mansion compound and landed in a certain direction of Yujing City.

If Hong Xuanji didn't show up, then Hong Yi might not have much confidence, but now with Hong Xuanji's explanation, let Hong Yi know that the son of the era should be himself, and now Zhu Yi has only infinite love. Kill heart!

"If what my father said is correct, then this Zhu Yi, he... has taken my life away!"

Afterwards, according to what Hong Xuanji said, he walked out of the Hong Mansion, ready to personally verify and investigate Zhu Yi's details and problems.

.........

In the outer space.

woohoo~~

The rhythmic breathing sound from the depths of the starry sky seemed to be swallowing the sun, the moon and the stars, and the stars all over the sky, breathing them into the land.

At this time.

The owner of the sound of breathing felt the changes in the Qi mechanism of someone in the Great Thousand World.

"Finally digested, the time is just right,"

Sitting cross-legged in the depths of the starry sky, the white-robed Taoist slowly stretched his waist, his eyes drooped, and through the many spaces, he seemed to have landed in the Yujing City of the Great Thousand World.

I saw Zhu Yi.

I also saw Yang Pan, Hong Xuanji...

Also, I saw Hong Yi.

The wave of thoughts spread, and he let out a chuckle:

"It's been 15 years, and now it's finally time to end."

boom!

The Taoist man in white stood up from the starry sky, and when he stood up, the whole starry sky began to shake, as if he couldn't bear Chen Xixiang's weight, and wailed from being crushed.

Subsequently.

Chen Xixiang took one step at a time, and walked away looking at the Jade Capital City in the world.

With his eyes, he already saw the two young men who were about to meet, and Hong Xuanji who was following behind Hong Yi.

.........

After the exam was over, Yujing City was still overcrowded.

All kinds of voices are talking about Zhu Yi.

But Zhu Yi, who was the center of public opinion, was talking with the two masters Li Shenguang and Xie Wenyuan in the room at this time.

"Zhu Yi, your "Book of Changes" has only been written in half!"

Xie Wenyuan knew the name of the article during the chat, and it was only a small part, but it actually made him think about it after reading it, and his spirit was about to grow.

"If you want to achieve great success in this sutra, it will not happen overnight..."

Just as he was talking, Zhu Yi suddenly felt something in his heart, and looked in a direction outside the house, the light in his eyes changed slightly:

"It's finally here."

"Come here? There are people visiting outside the house, didn't you let the servants block all the visitors?"

Xie Wenyuan was very surprised.

Zhu Yi smiled slightly, with a flat voice:

"The door can stop visitors, but it can't stop uninvited guests, you say so, Hong Yi, Brother Hong..."

Xie Wenyuan and Li Shenguang suddenly turned their heads, only to see that they were in the void in the courtyard.

A young man in white, with the wind in his sleeves, slowly stepped through the space and walked out. A pair of eyes full of wisdom and alertness passed them and landed on Zhu Yi:

"You are Zhu Yi?"

Zhu Yi also looked at Hong Yi, and said with a slight smile:

"It's me, you, Hong Yi?"

Chapter 313 People are out of the sky, step on them!

In Zhu Yi's courtyard in a remote corner of Yujing City.

Li Shenguang, Xie Wenyuan and others looked at this white-clothed boy, Hong Yi, whom Zhu Yi called an unexpected guest.

"Hong Yi?" "This is one of the candidates who participated in the imperial examination this time. The essay is also good. Unfortunately, the second half of the essay slipped, and a good essay was wasted."

The two looked at Hong Yi, their eyes flickering.

As soon as he heard the words of these two people, Hong Yi's mood fluctuated slightly, and he almost couldn't suppress it.

However, he immediately locked his eyes on Zhu Yi:

"You know my name is Hong Yi, but we have never met before. Sure enough, what my father said is right. You have a big problem. This time I should be the champion. You stole my luck!! "

Hong Yi's tone instantly became extremely cold.

Faintly, a wind blew up in the courtyard immediately, and repeated frosts seeped out from the ground like substance, making Xie Wenyuan, an old man who had not practiced Daoism, tremble involuntarily.

But he was outraged by Hong Yi's words:

"Hong Yi, since you can take the imperial examination, it means that you are also a sensible person. Don't you know that articles cannot be faked? Zhu Yi can write such articles. If you are not convinced, you can write better articles than him. article, the champion is naturally yours!!"

Hong Yi's complexion changed slightly, but immediately said calmly:

"Grandmaster Xie Wenyuan, what do you know about what I'm talking about? Today, I'm only looking for Zhu Yi, not for anything else. Since I lost the essay test, today, I want to have a martial arts contest with you. "

Zhu Yi's face was calm, without any change in color, and he said with a light smile:

"Sure enough..."

He seemed to have fully anticipated this situation.

This is his fourth mission, to defeat Hong Yi. He thought this mission would come after a long time, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Xie Wenyuan was furious, looking at Hong Yi:

"Wubi?"

However, Hong Yi has no nonsense at all at this time, knowing that his identity as the son of the era has been robbed, and sensing that his luck has been robbed, after meeting at this time, he only has murderous intentions and infinite murderous intent:

"Xie Wenyuan, get out of the way, Zhu Yi will take over!"

In an instant, Hong Yi's whole body moved, his feet stomped loudly, and all the bluestone slabs in the yard were broken.

There was a thunderous explosion in the air.

A gust of masculine thoughts and blood erupted from his body like a billowing furnace, and the whole person burst out with a billowing force, rushing directly at Zhu Yi.

boom!

Under this aura, Li Shenguang and Xie Wenyuan are all people who can see the spirit in the text, coupled with their profound knowledge, their expressions suddenly changed, they blurted out, and their voices trembled violently:

"What, this Hong Yi, at such a young age, is at the peak of immortality!"

What kind of concept is this? Martial arts cultivation is comparable to the sixth level of thunder calamity, and he has already accumulated a lot of acupuncture points in his body, and he is almost going to become a creator-level character.

Gongyangyu, who has practiced for hundreds of years, is in this realm, and he has been unable to break through the big hurdle of "one-handedness and hundred-handedness".

How did this young man named Hong Yi cultivate? He is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he has reached such a level.

But it was no longer their turn to think about it.

Boom!

When Hong Yi made a move, he immediately carried a huge force, one hand stretched forward, his five fingers stretched out, like a big dustpan, he approached more than ten steps in an instant, and immediately slammed down on the top of Zhu Yi's head.

Under this beat, there was a sound of cracking silk in the air, as if the space was cracked in an instant, and the void rippled like a wave of water!

"Good handprints! This martial arts footstep is not inferior to the past Amitabha Sutra and the future Wusheng Sutra. If I didn't get all the magic of the human fairy acupoints, I might face the subtlety of this palm and avoid it. Its edge, but..."