Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin: I Set Taboos in the Heavens

Chapter 227 Hong Yi: Kill Old Dog Wu!

The soul vortex, combined with the Amitabha Sutra of the past, can indeed show a continuous and vibrant taste. The combination of these two peerless Taoist magical powers can make the soul vortex's big moves endless. Anyway, the Amitabha Sutra of the past can restore the soul.

Of course, this takes some time.

By grasping the time changes between them, you can use the ultimate move at will.

Fang Qing savored the many mysteries of Taoism and felt a lot of pleasure.

Many cultivators are not very powerful, but the Taoist magic powers they possess are still very profound. After he obtained them, they turned into his powerful fighting force.

Even someone like Mr. Duan, who was not very powerful, also brought him peerless Taoist magic.

"This person is so terrifying. How could there be such a master behind Hong Yi? Isn't he the illegitimate son of the Hong family? He just started practicing not long ago. Why did he make friends with such a peerless person?"

During the process of discussing Taoism with Fang Qing, Mr. Duan felt the horror of Fang Qing. He felt that the aura of this Taoist was even more terrifying than that of a Martial Saint, and his Taoist skills were even more powerful than those of a ghost fairy. He was truly unpredictable, and even a single glance from him was enough to make him tremble with fear.

While he was terrified, he was also a little happy, and even somewhat fortunate that he had come to Hong Yi's army and was able to meet this person.

If he could see this being often, he might be able to break through to the ghost immortal realm.

This is a huge opportunity.

Mr. Duan was therefore very happy to stay with Fang Qing, hoping to make progress in Taoism.

Fang Qing agreed to let him stay here, since it wouldn't cost him too much anyway.

It would be even better if we had more masters from various schools and sects.

When Fang Qing was comprehending many Taoist magic powers in the military camp, he did not meet any masters from other sects, but instead met an old man.

This old man didn't come to find Fang Qing, but to find Hong Yi.

Hong Yi's cultivation speed has been very fast these days, and he is improving at a speed beyond people's imagination. Both Taoism and martial arts have improved rapidly.

However, the arrival of the old man still made Hong Yisheng extremely alert, because when he used his mind to sense the old man, he could not sense it at all, there was nothing there, but when he looked with his eyes, the old man was there.

He was very familiar with this old man. He was the steward of the Hong family, the great steward Wu.

"Master Yi, you have cultivated such a wonderful Taoist method in just a short time. I'm afraid you are not far from the realm of ghost immortal."

The voice of Butler Wu was heard in the room. It sounded gentle, but also had a sense of fatigue. This voice could only be heard by Hong Yi.

Many soldiers not far from Hong Yi could not hear any sound.

"The master and I both thought that Young Master Yi was just playing around and had only practiced a little martial arts, so we let him have fun. But today, I see that Young Master Yi has become a martial arts master. If the master knew, I wonder what he would think."

It was still a gentle and tired voice, but it sounded cold to Hong Yi's ears. At this moment, Hong Yi felt that a huge trouble was coming.

However, his expression remained calm: "Butler Wu, this is a restricted area of ​​the Jinghai Army Camp. No one is allowed to trespass. If you come in like this, you will not only damage the reputation of Wu Wenhou Mansion, but you are also breaking the law. Do you know that?"

"Master Yi has been a general for a few days and has become quite impressive. However, I came here this time to follow the order of the Marquis to take you back. Don't make trouble in the future. You have caused a lot of trouble these days. If you continue to make trouble, I am afraid your life will be in danger."

Wu Daguanshi looked at Hong Yi indifferently, speaking in a coaxing tone, as if everything Hong Yi did these days was just a child's play. Even though Hong Yi successfully suppressed the bandits and was appointed a general by Yan Zhen, in Wu Daguanshi's eyes, it was still a small fight, still a child's play.

Such a tone made Hong Yi extremely angry, but he was a scholar and was still trying to control his anger.

"What if... I don't go back?"

Hong Yi gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

"This is the master's order. I think the young master should obey it. If the son does not obey his father's order, then what is the point. If the young master Yi really wants to be naughty and thinks that he has made great progress in his practice and has become a Taoist master and has some tricks, and wants to fight with me, I will have no choice but to be rude and take the young master back. The master will naturally have something to say to the young master after he returns."

"Kill the old dog!"

Hong Yi was finally completely enraged, and he roared to attract the attention of his subordinates. At the same time, he tried to attract Fang Qing's attention, hoping to kill the old dog, Butler Wu, once and for all.

"Killed Wu Laogou? Hong Yi was really pissed."

Fang Qing was watching this scene not far away, with a hint of emotion on his face.

Hong Yi has always considered himself a scholar and is very kind to everything. However, the words spoken by the steward Wu of the Hong Mansion really made Hong Yi angry.

Yes, since Hong Yi arrived at the military camp, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, he has successfully suppressed bandits, obtained many Taoist mysteries, and was named general. Such achievements are not only world-renowned, but also great achievements. However, he was regarded as a child's play by the butler Wu.

What's even more infuriating is that Butler Wu, under the order of Hong Xuanji, wanted to forcibly take Hong Yi away and imprison him, which was tantamount to completely ruining Hong Yi's future.

A young master who had made great military achievements in the army was actually taken back to the marquis' mansion by his own father and completely imprisoned like a fat pig that could do nothing. Who could tolerate this?

"A father is kind and his son is filial, but the old dogs are forcing each other."

Fang Qing could see clearly that this old dog Wu's cultivation was actually at the level of Martial Saint. Even at such a close distance, the fighting power of the great butler Wu was extremely terrifying.

He was like a wisp of green smoke on the beach. He took a step and the airflow around him turned into a strong wind and exploded violently. This strong wind was much more powerful than the one exerted by Mr. Duan.

After his footsteps landed, countless gusts of sand were rolled up, and each grain of sand was like a hidden weapon, making a whistling sound that broke through the air.

A strong martial arts aura filled the entire empty beach. This kind of blood and energy oppression made many Taoists feel uncomfortable in their souls, making it difficult for them to display their Taoist skills.

There were originally a few Taoists here, but they all looked shocked and were unable to display their full strength.

A martial saint!
His energy and blood are really terrifying.

Even a drop of blood can break their magic.

"Martial arts, immortal ways, in this early stage, martial arts are quite fierce."

Fang Qing glanced at the ground, and the ground wrapped around Wu Laogou's body, making it impossible for him to escape.

Now, we can have a fair fight.

(End of this chapter)