The God of Infinity is invincible

I saw where the eight fire dragons passed, the mountains began to explode, and the black fire lines were like ink stains splashed on white paper, covering the entire land in pitch black in an instant.

Yang An slashed out sword qi, trying to stop the fire dragon from approaching, but the latter easily swallowed the oncoming sword qi, and its huge body rushed towards Yang An unabated, with eight huge dragon claws Gradually closing in, Yang An was about to be captured.

Looking at the flame cage that was about to close in front of him, and looking at the Panhuang Life Sword in his hand, Yang An gritted his teeth and threw the sword out.

Endless sword energy shot out from the body of the Life Sword, firmly resisting the flame dragon's claws, and Yang An took this opportunity to turn his body into a blue light into the mouth of the good fortune gourd, and then drove the gourd from He rushed out of the not-closed space.

"Boy, just wait for me, one day I will get everything back!"

Staring at Mo Wen, as if wanting to engrave his appearance into his bones, Yang An let out a whine like a defeated dog, and then moved away directly with the fortune gourd.

Chapter 5 Scattered Flower House Su Mu

Looking at Yang An who disappeared in place, Mo Wen let out a soft snort.

It's not that he can't catch the opponent, it's just that he doesn't want to waste any more time. In the eyes of others, he has a lot of secrets, and he can be called the champion of the Treasure Hunting Boy. In Mo Wen's eyes, the Panhuang Life Sword is just enough, and it can reach the A-level treasure. He doesn't care about other things like fortune-telling gourds at all, and he has to rush to Yujing City to track down the whereabouts of the "Amitabha Sutra in the Past". .

Besides, as soon as the champion Hou successfully escaped, the Panhuang Shenglingjian suddenly became a little unstable. The sword energy on the sword became stronger and more violent. It seemed that the posture was about to break free from the imprisonment of the Eight Desolation Xuanhuolong and chase after its master.

"It's just a rotten sword. Mengshenji and Yuanqishen can erase your spirituality, but can't I?"

There was a red light in his eyes, and Mo Wen hummed lightly as he watched the Panhuang Shenglingjian who was still struggling.

The next moment, the eight mysterious fire dragons let out a dragon roar, and their huge bodies gathered together, turning into a pillar of fire that soared into the sky, trapping the life sword in it. The flames gradually turned into pure white, hurting people's eyes.

In that pillar of fire, the Life Sword let out a wail, and the whole body of the sword kept trembling, trying to break free.

It's a pity that the Creator's cultivation base is Mo Wen, and the mighty power of the Eight Desolation Xuanhuo Formation is simply not something it can resist with a saber. After a few breaths, the trembling of the Life Sword stopped, and the sword energy subsided , the whole sword slid down from the air.

Mo Wen dispersed the Eight Desolation Profound Fire Formation, and grabbed the Holy Spirit Sword into his hand with a single move, a white light spread upward from his hand, occupying the entire body of the sword almost without any hindrance.

Panhuang Life Sword

Grade: a

Category: Anti-human Noble Phantasm

The holy emperor's saber in the world of Yangshen has powerful power, surrounds the aura of the emperor, and has special lethality against negative characters and ghosts.

Looking at the treasures he got, Mo Wen nodded. Although it is true that he does not have treasures of A, the more such things are naturally the better.

After lightly dancing a sword flower, he put away the Life Sword, glanced into the distance, and then took out a gossip-shaped compass from his pocket.

The gossip pattern on the compass brightened up little by little, and countless golden and black runes spewed out, covering Mo Wen's whole body, and then all people and things disappeared in place.

Qimen Dunjia

Grade: b

Category: Noble Phantasm

The thaumaturgy that contains the number of thaumaturgy can be used not only to trap people, but also to escape.

Standing in the distance, Sky Snake King Xingmu watched Mo Wen disappear, and frowned slightly. It wasn't that she hadn't thought of getting close to this new mysterious condom just now, to find out the details of the other party, but for some reason, when she was about to When he acted, he happened to meet Mo Wen's glance in this direction.Stared at by those eyes that were as clear as water and as bright as stars, the star pupils suddenly lost the courage to take a step forward, feeling as if everything about him had been seen through, and no amount of words would be in vain.

"I didn't expect there to be such a person in this world besides Mengshenji, and I don't know if it's good or bad for Xuantian Pavilion?"

The eyes were hale and hearty, and the star pupils only stayed for a moment before turning and leaving, without the slightest intention of staying any longer.

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Yujing City, Sanhualou, this is a huge brothel covering an area of ​​tens of acres, and it is also the largest brothel in the capital. There was an endless stream of sedan chairs and sedan chairs. Although there were many visitors, they seemed to be in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the slaves at the door, without any panic.

But on this day, the Sanhualou was even more lively. Although the number of people was not much higher than usual, all the young talents who were famous in Yujing City flocked here, and their servants and slaves kept coming in and out. Come out and prepare all kinds of things.

The Princess of Kamikaze Kingdom, Dagan, and Princess Luoyun of Zhennan, who was appointed by the emperor, held a meeting in this Sanhualou, and also invited Su Mu, the most talented woman in Yujing. It can be said that the two most famous and beautiful flowers in the capital gathered together. When we get together, how can we not attract bees and butterflies?

Outside Sanhua Building, Hong Yi looked at a row of profound and exquisite pavilions, as well as the faint pink tooth curtains on the roof of the pavilions, as well as the vague fragrance, and sighed slightly, subconsciously repelling it.

He was not pretentious, like his father Hong Xuanji, who looked down on women in brothels, but the imperial examination was about to come, and he wanted to study quietly at this time, so as to reverse his unfavorable situation in Wuwenhou Mansion.

It's just that Luo Yun, the princess of Zhennan, was kind to him, and he also needed Luo Yun's tiger skin to frighten the ghosts and snakes in Wuwenhou's mansion, so he had to come, and his late mother was also the most talented woman in Yujing City back then. Hong Yi, a Su Mu girl with the same name, was also a little curious.

After showing the invitation card of the church meeting, and giving two coins at will, Hong Yi was immediately led in by two slaves at the door with a lot of smiles.

Inside the Sanhua Building, there are many corridors, pavilions, gardens, pools, and countless wing rooms, which are much more luxurious than ordinary big families, and it is really impossible to find a place without a guide.

Hong Yi followed the Haonu who led the way around seven times and eight times, and an open-minded flower hall appeared in front of him, and the sweet voice of Princess Luoyun could be faintly heard inside.

Smiling lightly, Hong Yi hit the two slaves and was about to enter the house, but at this moment, a strong force suddenly came from his shoulders, and at some point a hand grabbed him from behind.

Hong Yi's hair stood on end immediately, and his whole body turned pale with shock.

He has practiced the "Amitabha Sutra in the Past" and has reached the state of day travel. His spiritual perception is not superior to others, but it can be regarded as one of the best under ghosts and immortals. Now, he is approached quietly behind him. One can imagine the strength of human beings.

But after all, he was a genius who inherited the luck of the masters, Hong Yi calmed down after only a moment, and slowly turned his head away.

What came into view was a handsome young man dressed in white, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with an extremely handsome appearance, which made people fall in love with him at first sight. He was staring at him with a smile that was not a smile.

"I don't know who this gentleman is, so why make such a joke with me?"

Clasping his hands together, Hong Yi said loudly, neither humble nor overbearing.

The person who came was Mo Wen. Ever since he beat away Champion Hou and snatched the Panhuang Life Sword that day, he rushed to Yujing City day and night.

He just hurried on, still one step too late. When he arrived at Yujing City, the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past" had already fallen into Hong Yi's hands, and the latter lived in Wuwenhou Mansion, and Mo Wen couldn't do anything for a while.

It's not that Mo Wen is afraid of Wu Wen Hou Hong Xuanji, now it's the early stage of the plot, and the latter is just a mere human immortal. Mo Wen can beat the other side even with physical strength, but Hong Xuanji and Emperor Qian Yang Panhao was only short of wearing a pair of trousers, and the boat of good fortune was in their hands. Mo Wen was a bit afraid of the king of this divine weapon, after all, it was a top-level magical weapon comparable to Yangshen masters in terms of strength alone. In case of self-explosion or something, Mo Wen can go back to the city for free.

Moreover, although the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past" was engraved on a special golden page, it is not indestructible in itself. If it is touched by the rest of the battle, Mo Wen will cry to death.

Fortunately, Mo Wen still remembered that the protagonist, Hong Yi, would soon leave the Wuwenhou Mansion and set up his own family outside. At that time, there would be more opportunities to do it, so he simply found a random house near the Wuwenhou Mansion and lived quietly. Quietly bide your time.

As soon as Hong Yi left the mansion today, Mo Wen noticed it and followed him quietly, and only then did the current scene happen.

Looking at Hong Yi, who was a little nervous in his heart, but calm and calm on the surface, Mo Wen smiled lightly.

"Hong Yi, can you please give me the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past", that thing is very important to me!"

Hong Yi's face suddenly changed, and he could no longer keep his composure.

"The Amitabha Sutra of the Past" was his biggest secret, but unexpectedly, it was revealed by the other party. At this moment, with Hong Yi's upright and benevolent temperament, he also had murderous intentions in his heart, wanting to kill people to silence him.

But then he met Mo Wen's eyes, and seeing the smile in the latter's eyes, Hong Yi calmed down again, smiled bitterly, and with the ability of the other party approaching him quietly, it is not certain who will kill the other!

Gritting his teeth lightly, Hong Yi made a decision, and said, "Okay, I can give the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past" to senior, but I don't know what to exchange for such a precious treasure?"

Chapter 6 Hong Yi

"Change?" In the Sanhua Building, Mo Wen looked at Hong Yi who was neither humble nor overbearing in front of him, and scratched his face lightly, "Did Mr. Hong Yi not understand the situation? I am stronger than you. Is it necessary to change this?"

Mo Wen gestured his fist, the meaning was obvious. .

But Hong Yi shook his head, stiffened his neck and said: "Indeed, there is no problem with the following force wanting to rob me, but if so, why should I believe that my life will be spared if I get the "Amitabha Sutra of the Past"?" ? If life is gone, why should I be afraid now and hand over the scriptures to you?"

Hong Yi studied under the guidance of his mother Meng Bingyun since he was a child. He understands the truth of scholars and pays attention to sacrificing his life for righteousness. Therefore, although he is not strong now, he will perform much better than the champion Hou when facing a crisis. One of the reasons why Champion Hou would lose to him.

Seeing this, Mo Wen was a little displeased, and deliberately slapped the other party to death, and then found the "Book of Past" from the body, but he hesitated when thinking of the unpublished "Book of Changes" in the future. Immortal cultivation skills are not very important. There are many such things in the small thousand worlds, and there are many better than the Yangshen world. On the contrary, books like "Book of Changes" that purely explain the principles of the great way are rare. It is as precious as Tao Te Ching and Huang Ting Jing, if you miss this opportunity, you have to consume the source to replace it.

Tilting his head, Mo Wen asked back: "Then how do you plan to change it? Let me tell you in advance that I don't have any treasures or Taoism suitable for you. If you want money, I can give you a lot."

The treasure is unique to Mo Wen, and it can’t be used by Hong Yi’s opponent. Mo Wen has some various Taoist scriptures and exercises here, but unfortunately they are all similar to the Heavenly Book in Jade Immortals and the God of War in Shuanglong. It is fundamentally different from exercises such as skin refining, bone refining, orifice point refining and visualization in this world, and basically has no value.

"Do you think that scriptures like the "Past Classics" can be measured by money?"

Hong Yi frowned, and his voice sank. In his opinion, Mo Wen had already cultivated to this level, and now he actually said that he had no skills or magic weapons, so the ghost would believe it. The other party obviously had no sincerity in the transaction. .

"Ahhh, it's really annoying enough!"

For the same reason, Mo Wen knew it very well, and yelled out when he disturbed his head.

He was not interested in explaining the reason to Hong Yi, but turned his eyes and thought of another way.

"Hong Yi, you are also a cultivator. You should know how important it is for people like us to understand the thoughts of existence! Let the mind wash away the dust and let the self return to the original nature. This should not be less valuable than a book of exercises!"

Hong Yi nodded, he seemed to understand what Mo Wen wanted to say.

"What do you mean you want me to do something, and then exchange the "Past Scripture" on this condition? But let me bluntly say that everyone is different from others, so the standard of measurement is also different. If you do things, you may not be able to do it." Let me off the burden!"

Mo Wen giggled, "No, no, no, after you read what I did, you will definitely understand! Just wait!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Hong Yi to reply, he disappeared in a flash.

Hong Yi was taken aback, he had made all kinds of preparations before, but he didn't expect that Mo Wen would let him go so easily.

"What a freak!"

Standing in a daze for a while, Hong Yi shook his head and walked into the hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, Hong Yi immediately saw Luo Yun who was dressed like a son, with a folding fan in his hand and a jade pendant on his waist.

At this time, she was surrounded by a group of princes and princes who were surrounded by stars.

"Why hasn't Miss Su Mu come out yet? We've been waiting for an hour?"

"Today is the invitation of Princess Zhennan. Is Miss Su Mu still in college?"

At this time, a group of princes and children were making noise, and a few girls from Lin Langpeihuan and a few slaves were accompanying them, "Miss Su Mu is meeting an important guest, and she will be here in a while."

"An important guest?"

For some reason, Hong Yi was inexplicably terrified when he heard this sentence, and subconsciously felt that this matter had something to do with him.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the east wing of Sanhualou, the sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the entire Yujing City.

"Hong Xuanji, how dare you be rude to Miss Su Mu, I'll fight you!!"

Then there was a burst of loud crackling noises and roars of warriors, which made the whole Sanhualou mess up.

Many princes and children in the hall looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"No way! Taishi Hong is a master of Confucianism, how could he come to such a place and be rude to Miss Su?"

The son of Hou's family, the servant of the Ministry of War, forced a smile, saying that it was purely someone spreading rumors and slandering the grand master Qingyu.

Hong Xuanji, Marquis of Wu Wen, joined the army in his early years, and there were many disciples and old officials under his command. The Hou family was one of them, so he naturally knew what to say at this time.

However, the son of the Shangshu Wang family of the Ministry of Rites smiled, "That's not necessarily the case, a gentle lady and a gentleman are so good! Miss Su Mu is beautiful and beautiful, and it is not impossible for the grand master to move everyone's heart. After all, there is a lesson from the past!"

Glancing at Hong Yi, the meaning is self-evident, - the first talented woman of the previous session has been accepted by the grand master, and even the child is so old, now hooking up with the talented woman of this session is considered worthwhile What.

Hearing this, everyone who knew Hong Yi's life experience looked strange, and suddenly felt that it is not impossible for the grand master to visit brothels!You must know that there is Luo Yun, the princess of the Kamikaze Kingdom, and a lot of children from official families. At this time, Miss Su is still accompanying the important guest. The status of the other party is unimaginable. Teacher, I'm afraid there are no others!

And Hong Yi also had a strange expression, inexplicably felt that this matter might be true, and the strange person who left just now was probably doing it!He already knew that Hong Xuanji was here, and he also knew that his father and son were not on good terms, so he wanted to use this incident in exchange for the "Past Amitabha Sutra" in return.

Think about it, when the court grand master, a group of acting scholars and others fight in a brothel over a Qinghou, how embarrassing is this?As soon as this matter happened, it is estimated that the whole court would be in a state of turmoil. Countless people would gather together to attack, and they would not rest until Hong Xuanji was pulled off the horse. After all, this matter was related to etiquette and decency, even if Emperor Qian relied heavily on Hong Xuanji , and had to give an explanation to the Manchao.

The corner of his mouth curled up uncontrollably. When he thought of the father who oppressed people with etiquette everywhere, but was actually shameless and mean-spirited, Hong Yi felt like he was pointing at his nose and scolding him severely by countless great scholars, and he still didn't dare to speak back. Laughing, not only the mood is incomparably cheerful, but even the fear of Hong Xuanji is a little less, and the thoughts are really flowing.

Touching the thin golden leaf on his chest with his hand, Hong Yi secretly made a decision, as long as it can be proved that this matter is true, then this "Past Scripture" will be given to that strange person.

The other party can provoke Hong Xuanji for him, so why would he cherish a mere scripture.

Besides, once this happened, the other party and Hong Xuanji would definitely form a death feud. With him at the front, the pressure on him to face Hong Xuanji would be much less.From the day when he was determined to seek justice for his mother, there was no room for change between him and the man who regarded rules as high as the sky. It was worthwhile to exchange a scripture for a master.

But just when Hong Yi secretly made up his mind, he didn't expect that today's surprise would be more than that. What Mo Wen did was much more than he imagined, and it was also much more crazy.

I saw a lot of shouting outside the hall, the slaves and servants kept running and shouting and fighting, and many princes and princes in the hall were restless, scratching their heads, wanting to see what happened but not daring, after all, it was a joke of the grand master Not everyone can watch it, even Princess Luoyun, who is the most prestigious among the crowd, can only quietly ask Hong Yishi with winks, asking if the latter knows what's going on.

Hong Yi shook his head and smiled wryly. With his relationship with Hong Xuanji, how could the other party tell him about such secretive things.

Eyes narrowed slightly, at this time Hong Yi felt that something was wrong, because after such a long time, the chaotic fighting sounds in the distance not only did not subside, but tended to become more and more intense. Far and near, it seems to be getting closer.

Could it be——?

A faint thought came to mind, just as Hong Yi was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed, he pulled Luo Yun up abruptly and backed away.

The next moment, there was an explosion, and the back wall behind the two of them exploded, and a figure flew in from among the shattered rubble.

Chapter 7 Hong Xuanji

In Sanhualou, Hong Yi's pupils shrank slightly as he looked at the figure that was thrown into the air.

He was somewhat familiar with this person, but felt strange at the same time.

He said he was familiar because he did not know how many days and nights this figure had quietly appeared in his sleep, bringing him endless nightmares, and he said he was unfamiliar because he never thought that this person would be so embarrassed.

His temples, which were originally only gray, were stained with lime and turned completely white at this time. The usually meticulous skirts were torn into a body that could hardly be concealed by strips of cloth. The person hit the ground abruptly, causing the entire ground to collapse.

Looking at the disheveled father in front of him, Hong Yi couldn't believe that this was his father, Marquis of Wu Wen Hong Xuanji, the stone pillar of the imperial court, and the Martial Saint of the Daqian Dynasty.

Not only Hong Yi couldn't believe it, even the princes and children around him opened their mouths, unable to believe what they saw.