Immortality starts from the Red Mansion

"It turns out that Her Royal Highness the Princess also received kindness from that senior," Hong Yi said with a smile.

After the two of them sat down as guests and hosts, Luo Yun did not hide anything, and told him about the Taoist magic and magical elixirs that he had been given by his master.

She also told Hong Yi that the reason why she came to visit him was because the master ordered her to befriend Hong Yi.

After hearing this, Hong Yi also guessed that the person who taught Luo Yun Taoism was probably his mother's good friend. Therefore, I also have a good impression of Luo Yun.

Luo Yun's personality is also innocent and generous, without much hidden thoughts, and he gets along well with Hong Yi.

"Brother Hong, after hearing what you said, you have also received guidance from that expert. How about we exchange ideas?" Luo Yun became interested.

Jia Hui had never said before that he would not allow the two of them to teach Taoism to outsiders. In addition, Hong Yi and Luo Yun now feel like old friends at first sight.

Luo Yun's suggestion hit it off with Hong Yi. Both of them were newly minted monks. Although their cultivation levels were not low, their actual experience was insufficient.

After the exchange between the two, Luo Yun and Hong Yi actually gained something. Luo Yun was extremely envious of Hong Yi's ability to restore the soul and control of time and space. Hong Yi salivated over the White Lotus Jingjing Sutra's special effects in dispelling inner demons and purifying impurities.

If they didn't get Jia Hui's permission and felt a little bad, both Luo Yun and Hong Yi planned to exchange skills.

During the exchange, Luo Yun finally understood Hong Yi's current difficulties.

"Brother Hong, it's not an option for you to live here. Let's do this. I still have a house in Yujing City, which is usually uninhabited. You can make do with it there first," Luo Yun said sincerely.

She never expected that Hong Yi and Wu Wenhou would have such a deep hatred.

Luo Yun is an upright person, and she is not afraid even if Hong Xuanji is powerful. As a princess of the country, for the sake of Emperor Qian, he would never dare to touch her hair.

This open communication between the two of them can be considered as good friends, so Luo Yun naturally has to think about this friend of his.

Hong Yi thought for a moment, then raised his hand and saluted, "Thank you for your kindness, princess. I really need a place to stay."

Although Hong Yi is well-read in poetry and knows etiquette, he is not a pedantic person and knows when to be flexible.

Living in a house under Luo Yun's name would save him a lot of trouble. At least ordinary government officials would not have the guts to harass the house of a distinguished guest.

Luo Yun felt happy when he saw Hong Yi accepting his kindness. During the conversation, she had already affirmed Hong Yi's talent. This new friend is definitely not a simple person.

"Just go back with my carriage today to save you the trouble of walking."

The two got on Luo Yun's carriage and arrived at Yujing City just before the city gate closed.

Luoyun's property is also in a prosperous area densely populated with princes and ministers' mansions, and is only a few miles away from Wu Wenhou's mansion.

"Brother Hong, although I don't come to this house often, it has all the facilities and the servants are reliable."

Luo Yun gave Hong Yi a brief tour of the yard while introducing the situation here.

Although Hong Yi is extremely intelligent, he is also upright and kind. He is also very attentive to people who treat him sincerely and well.

"Thank you princess for your kindness. I will keep it in my heart," Hong Yi said sincerely. This friend was the best person to him in these years.

Luo Yun laughed heartily, his voice was clear and sweet, "I have benefited a lot from getting to know Brother Hong today. I think Brother Hong is also tired, so I will leave first. I will stay for two days and come back to discuss the Tao with Brother Hong."

The first month of the new year will be over soon. If we follow the past rules, Hong Yi will go back to the Houfu Zongxue School to study.

It's just that although Hong Yi and Wu Wenhou's mansion have not openly broken up, they are already almost incompatible with each other.

Therefore, Hong Yi has been studying hard. Luo Yun also came to discuss Taoism from time to time, and Hong Yi was not short of all kinds of necessities for life and practice.

Hong Yi is not a hypocritical person, he keeps all this in his heart, and one day, he will naturally return this favor.

These days, Hong Yi also spied on Wu Wenhou's mansion with his soul. But if Hong Xuanji was at home, the energy and blood that was like fire shooting into the sky would prevent his soul from getting close.

Hong Yi could only choose to pry when Hong Xuanji was not around. He went back and forth and found out a lot of information.

As he thought, Hong Xuanji and Mrs. Zhao were both afraid of Jia Hui's strength, so they resisted from attacking him.

If he waited until the time came to take action, Hong Xuanji would probably be sure of victory.

When Hong Yi understood how his mother Meng Bingyun died unjustly, he had already seen through the true face of his father.

In addition, Hong Yi spied on Hong Xuejiao's martial arts practice, which confirmed each other's martial arts skills with Taishang Dao. His martial arts also improved greatly, and he was only one step away from innateness.

In the past, I also gained a deeper understanding of the Amitabha Sutra and the Two Universal Sutras of the Supreme Way.

Hong Yi's Yin Shen thoughts were blessed by the pure Yang energy of Meng Bingyun's leftover thoughts. When they left the body, they were no longer gloomy, but a pure Yang warm wind.

"The martial arts training of Taishangdao involves acupuncture points, and a total of eighty-one gods are recorded in the interior.

It's just that I haven't mastered martial arts yet, so I can only practice it reluctantly and exert 10% of my strength. "

After the New Year, the first month passed, and the weather began to warm up. Hong Yi studied hard to prepare for the scientific examination.

Hong Xuanji was also making frequent moves, and he didn't know what he was planning.

Jia Hui did not relax his attention to Hong Xuanji. Although this person had a despicable personality, he was extremely resilient and might do something big.

When Hong Yi wins and the situation begins to take shape, Jia Hui can relax a little and leave Hong Xuanji to Hong Yi to deal with.

The spring sun is shining brightly and the temperature is much warmer. Hong Yi studied and practiced hard day and night, and his luck from the medieval scholars flourished, and his talent for poetry and calligraphy grew stronger.

"Every time I read this sage's words, I gain something new. It's really wonderful." Hong Yi clapped his hands under the lamp and praised.

A sudden breeze blew in the yard, and a faint scent entered Hong Yi's nostrils, which seemed a bit familiar.

With a smile on his face, Hong Yi opened the door and said with a smile, "But Miss Yuan Fei is here?"

A beautiful woman dressed in red, with a delicate fragrance, she was either Concubine Yuan or someone else.

Hong Yi couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy in his heart. He regarded the Chunhu clan as his own relatives.

Concubine Yuan was also the first immortal monk that Hong Yi had ever met, and she brought huge changes to Hong Yi's destiny.

A few months ago, Hong Yi was a weak scholar, but now he is a Taoist master who is only one step away from ghosts and immortals.

Hong Yi had long wanted to communicate with the fairy friend Yuan Fei, but he didn't expect Yuan Fei to come to his door first.

"Hong Yi, have you encountered any adventure? Your martial arts have greatly improved." Concubine Yuan was worthy of being a martial arts saint. She had sharp eyesight, and she immediately saw that Hong Yi was only half a step away from becoming an innate master.

Hong Yi invited Concubine Yuan into the room, poured a cup of tea, and said with a smile, "Brother Yue Bai taught me martial arts, and I had the help of my seniors and brought my mother's relics, so I made some progress.

I wonder if Miss Yuan Fei is taking the risk to come here tonight, but she has something important to tell her? "

Hong Yi had already guessed that Concubine Yuan was from the palace, so it would not be easy for her to come out. Concubine Yuan smiled, and the faint fragrance on her body made people feel refreshed.

"Ziyue also told me about you and admired you quite a bit.

I secretly left the palace this time because I heard that your situation in Marquis Wu Wen's Mansion was quite bad.

However, now that you are on good terms with Princess Zhennan, I feel relieved. There is no need to go to the Marquis Wuwen Mansion to support you.

Just a reminder, be careful with Mrs. Zhao. She was born in the Daluo Sect, a major martial arts sect in the south and was very powerful. "

This was the first time that Hong Yi had heard about Daluo Sect. Concubine Yuan was able to take the risk to come and tell the truth. It could be said that a friend in need was a friend indeed.

"I can't stay too long when I leave the palace this time. You should be careful," Concubine Yuan said softly.

There were frequent fights in the palace. Concubine Yuan said a few words and left in a hurry.

Hong Yi felt warm in his heart. It was enough to have a few close friends like Yuan Fei and Luo Yun in his life.

When Concubine Yuan came to see Hong Yi, she had to take a lot of risks. This was a heavy favor.

Hong Yi could only temporarily increase his vigilance against the danger from Mrs. Zhao. He only hated that he was not strong enough to suppress Hong Xuanji.

In Marquis Wu Wen's mansion, Mrs. Zhao was sitting in the room, stroking a kitten with snow-white fur in her hand, looking ferocious.

An old woman was reporting something to her, "Madam, we have found out that the little beast is hiding in a villa of Princess Zhennan.

Without the instructions from the Marquis and Madam, we wouldn't be able to investigate further. "

Mrs. Zhao gritted her teeth, "If Lord Marquis hadn't allowed it, I would have cut this little beast into pieces.

The Marquis has some scruples and cannot let go, but I, the Daluo sect, are not afraid.

Aunt Zeng, go ahead and do it. I want that little beast to die without anyone noticing. "

The elderly lady next to Mrs. Zhao is none other than Grandma Zeng, whom she brought from the Zhao family of the Daluo sect in the south. She could not be more loyal to Mrs. Zhao.

"Don't worry, ma'am, I won't let that little beast go," Grandma Zeng said fiercely.

Only then did Mrs. Zhao feel a little satisfied. Grandma Zeng was a master of Taoism that had reached the stage of manifesting. It couldn't be easier to deal with a scholar like Hong Yi.

There were few stars in the night sky, and Hong Yi's figure appeared in the yard. Wisps of moonlight fell down, forming a body that looked like a real person.

"The precious moonlight king's body is indeed magical. With the help of the moonlight, the soul can be trained." Hong Yiping calmed down, suppressed his inner demons, and did not indulge in it.

"Hey, there are actually Taoist masters sneaking in." Hong Yi smiled coldly, and his spiritual mind had already locked onto the incoming Yin Shen.

"It's actually Nanny Zeng who is next to Mrs. Zhao. What Miss Yuan Fei said is indeed right."

Hong Yi still knows this capable person beside Mrs. Zhao.

"King Yaksha", Hong Yi's heart surged with anger. He knew without even thinking that Grandma Zeng's coming this time was not good for him.

A tall and ferocious Yaksha King was visualized and Hong Yi quickly subdued him and stabbed the Yin Shen of Grandma Zeng with his fork.

"Which Taoist master are you? I am from the Marquis Wu Wen's Mansion. Spare my life!"

The Yin Shen of Grandma Zeng who came for a sneak attack was unexpectedly stabbed by a fork. The Yin Shen screamed and kept begging for mercy.

Hong Yi's heart was as cold as iron, "You evil slave, you dare to come here to kill me before I can take my revenge. I will make your soul fly to pieces today."

Among the Taishang Dao techniques left behind by Meng Bingyun, there are also some techniques such as soul searching.

Hong Yi captured the Yin Shen of Grandma Zeng, and then used the soul-searching technique to escape without even thinking a single thought.

Grandma Zeng, who was already struggling to her death, could not endure such torture.

A moment later, Grandma Zeng's memory was completely cleared by Hong Yi's soul-searching technique.

"Sure enough, it's that bitch Mrs. Zhao." Hong Yi said with a stern expression, and with a push of his hand, the ghost of Grandma Zeng was dispersed, and some of her bad energy was released.

After killing Grandma Zeng, Hong Yi actually understood part of his thoughts, which was an unexpected surprise.

"This matter must be told to Luo Yun. After all, this is her other courtyard." Hong Yi thought for a while and then made a decision.

Now Mrs. Zhao has ignored it and implicated Luo Yun. Tell Luo Yun the current situation so that she can be prepared.

At the moment when Nanny Zeng was about to lose her soul, Ziyu and several other maids who were waiting beside Nanny Zeng in Marquis Wu Wen's Mansion watched helplessly as Nanny Zeng's body tilted and she died.

"Madam, it's not good, Grandma Zeng had an accident and she has died." Ziyu knelt on the ground nervously and reported to Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao's eyes were cold, and she exerted force on her hands. The little white cat howled "meow" and fled to the corner. A bunch of hair was missing from her body.

"Damn little beast, he actually has such a method. It must be Meng Bingyun, that bitch left something behind."

Mrs. Zhao's voice was so vicious that she could hardly help but ask the ghost immortals of Daluo Sect to take action. Just thinking of Hong Xuanji's warning and the love rival of Da Luo Sect Master Zhao Fei'er, I still held back.

At that time, Hong Xuanji was truly a brilliant man among men because of his literary skills and military skills. Many outstanding women were fascinated by him.

Originally, Zhao Fei'er was pregnant with Hong Xuanji's child, but later she became angry and married Hong Xuanji's son, Xiaoyan Zhenzong.

Although Mrs. Zhao Zhao Waner and Daluo Sect Master Zhao Feier are not on the same page, they cannot be said to have a good relationship.

The maid Ziyu knelt on the ground and shivered, not daring to make a sound for fear that Mrs. Zhao would be angry and hurt her. Over the years, countless maids have died at the hands of Mrs. Zhao's family.

After a long time, Mrs. Zhao's cold voice sounded, "Mama Zeng is also an old man who has been with me for decades. She needs to take care of her funeral affairs.

You go to the accountant to receive one thousand taels of silver, and you will do a water and land dojo in Zhuangzi outside the city for seven days and seven nights. Don't let outsiders say that our palace treats our servants harshly. "

"Yes, madam." Ziyu quickly stood up to thank her and went to take care of the funeral affairs of Grandma Zeng.

Mrs. Zhao was the only one left in the huge room, and it suddenly became deserted.

"Master Hou, you are so cruel. I, Zhao Waner, have given birth to children and taken care of the housework for you, but I still can't tie your heart."

A series of plaintive sounds came out of Mrs. Zhao's mouth.

After being married for twenty years, how could Zhao Waner still not know who Hong Xuanji was. She was a jealous woman and wanted to monopolize Hong Xuanji's favor.

The murder of Meng Bingyun back then was a result of Hong Xuanji's suggestion, but it was also caused by the jealousy of Mrs. Zhao, Zhao Waner. (End of chapter)