Chapter 19: Blood Gas and Masculinity
"Tiger Demon Bone Training Fist? Isn't it the Great Zen Temple's best bone training technique? Even Ziyue didn't get it, or practiced the Flying Spirit Calcined Bone Method, so much so that it took three years of effort to temper it with Tiger Bone Cream to reach the realm of practicing bones like steel? Why is it here?"
Seeing the Tiger Demon Bone Training Fist lying on the ground, Hong Yi was only slightly surprised, this book he had heard Bai Ziyue say, and also knew the origin and specific efficacy. However, since he had obtained the Maitreya Sutra among the martial arts scriptures, the shock level of the secret scriptures had decreased a lot.
The scriptures were even more top secret, and cultivation had to be done step by step, there was never any overnight kung fu.
"Zi Yue taught me the Bull Demon Power Fist, it's the kung fu of practicing flesh, tendons, and skin membranes, but at most, it's only up to the realm of a warrior, to go further and reach a martial artist, it's necessary to practice the secret of bone training, since this Tiger Demon Bone Training Fist is right here, I'm going to watch it for a while, but my soul can't turn over the book ..... "
Of course Hong Yi knows the importance of this Tiger Demon Bone Training Fist, it is the best recipe for martial arts practitioners to progress from warrior to martial arts master realm.
Whew!
Just as Hong Yi was approaching this fist book, Hong Xuejiao suddenly lunged over, a fist made a gesture and blasted in the void, hitting the air with a burst of sound.
"Not good!"
Hong Yi's shock was extraordinary, he felt a scorching hot breath coming at him, the whole person felt as if he was close to a furnace, and as if he was stabbed by ten thousand needles, his body was so uncomfortable that his soul almost fell apart.
In the midst of the intense unbearable, Hong Yi's thoughts moved, and his soul finally floated away.
"I finally know what it is like to be so compellingly masculine and bloodthirsty that the Yin ghosts can't get close."
After retreating away, he realized that Hong Xuejiao had not discovered himself, but had just practiced just now and happened to be close to the left and right of his soul, and the strong blood qi masculinity forced him to gasp for air.
Yin souls and ghosts to haunt, only two kinds of people can not haunt, one is the inner just, understand the reasoning of ghosts and gods, do not panic people, the second is the body strong, blood qi yangang character.
And Hong Xuejiao is exactly the second kind.
Although Hong Yi is not a ghost now, but is a wandering soul is almost the same.
Knowing this layer, Hong Yi does not approach Hong Xuejiao, but paces to the side of the courtyard, and memorizes Hong Xuejiao's practicing punch by punch, posture by posture.
Since he was a wandering spirit, he couldn't turn the pages of a book, but Hong Yi was able to watch Hong Xuejiao's practicing, which was even better than reading a book, which was equivalent to a living martial arts master teaching himself boxing.
However, after practicing for a while, Hong Xuejiao put away the book and went back to her room, then Hong Yi heard the sound of her ordering her maid to boil water for a bath.
As soon as Hong Yi heard this, his soul immediately drifted out of this "Yun Ting Zhai".
"Right, his father is back, he is a Martial Saint, I don't know if he has practiced his kung fu every day." Hong Yi's thoughts spun as his soul drifted towards the mansion in the center of the Marquis again.
"That is ....... What a heavy masculine blood qi ....."
Just after passing through the wall and arriving at the gate of the central mansion of the Marquis' main residence, Hong Yi saw what seemed to be red light flames looming on the roof of the house as if there was a fire inside the Marquis' mansion, and only when he got close to the gate did he feel that the blood qi was compelling.
"The blood qi of a Martial Saint is actually powerful to such an extent!"
Hong Yi looked at the faint red light flames on the roof and knew that it wasn't really red light, but the powerful blood qi masculinity that his soul had sensed.
This blood prana masculinity was so overwhelming that Hong Yi's wandering soul could not even enter the door.
Once again, he felt how terrifying his father, Marquis Wu Wen, possessed, and this feeling was even more profound than the oppressive feeling of weak legs in the hall that day.
"Only just practiced to the point of night wandering, can't even get close to such a powerful blood qi, better go back."
Hong Yi Soul was just about to turn around and float back, when all of a sudden, his whole body went cold, with a cool whooshing feeling, as if he was being stared at.
"What wandering soul came to spy on me?"
Just then, a voice came out clearly from inside until it reached Hong Yi's thoughts.
Hong Yi heard out that this voice was none other than his own father, Hong Xuanji's.
It was discovered!
"Marquis Wu Wen is indeed the world's top expert, a figure who has achieved Martial Saint ...... can actually feel our prying eyes ......"
Just as Hong Yi drifted and flickered inside the shadowy corner, suddenly two men in black appeared at the other end of the house!
These two black-clothed men were of medium stature, with tall hair buns that were held in the center with jasper hairpins, indicating that the two were two Taoist priests.
"Hm? Which Daoist sect are you guys from? Lurking into my mansion late at night, and using the divine soul out of shell method to try to enter my room, what do you only want? If I could let you guys enter my house so easily, then I would be a Martial Saint in vain."
Hong Xuanji's unhurried voice came out.
"Lifeless Dao, Xuan Ye."
"Vacuum Dao, Xuan Zhen."
The two black-clothed Taoist priests each gave a name and faction, then said, "We're here to kill you!"
"Lifeless Dao? Vacuum Dao? Where did the evil sect appear from! In my Da Qian Dynasty, the only formal Taoist sects that are enshrined by the court are the Taishang Tao, Zheng Yi Dao, and Fang Xian Dao, but there is no such thing as the Lifeless Tao or the Vacuum Tao. Cult clowns, also want to stir up the people's hearts, assassinate court ministers, and disorganize my dynasty?" Hong Xuanji's voice came, at the same time, the main door of the mansion was opened, and a man in brocade clothes, wearing a purple and gold crown, with a straight body, like a demonic god like a great figure appeared in the doorway.
It was "Marquis Wu Wen" Hong Xuan Ji!
As soon as Hong Xuanji appeared in the doorway.
Swish swish!
Two sword light from a hundred paces away flashed, is the two Taoist priests on the back of the two swords, also do not see them what action, the sword suddenly out of the sheath, flying chopping, so fast as to become a ray of light.
Sword light flying in the middle, even in a flash can be seen on the sword body ju flower like cloud pattern, sharp mouth has a kind of cut throat choking.
But, HongXuanJi face these two sword light, suddenly stretched out his right hand, crystal to immaculate hand to meet the two sword light a pinch, even with the thumb, index finger, middle finger ring finger this four fingers hard pinch the two flying sword.
This is pure martial arts, strength, precision.
With a twist of the wrist, the two swords turned between the fingers. Hong Xuanji shook his arm, and the two swords were thrown out of his hand, emitting an air-breaking whistling, and the momentum was unexpectedly twice as fast and fierce as the momentum of the flying swords just now.
Bang! Bang!
Two pours of blood rain brought up, the two swords deeply plunged into the chests of the two black-clothed Taoist priests projected out from behind, pinning the two Taoist priests to the ground in a straight line.
"Humph! The flying sword assassination of the divine soul repellent is nothing more than a ghost or god's minor path, beheading people at a hundred paces is not as strong as a bow, and not as fast as a crossbow. How dare you also come to assassinate me? Don't know the heights of heaven."
Hong Xuanji stepped out a few steps and arrived in front of these two Taoist priests, seeing the Taoist priest who was pierced through his chest and still had breath, he sneered and asked. "What is the Lifeless Dao, Vacuum Dao, why have you come to assassinate me?"
"Lol ..... Hong Xuanji, you have to be complacent, I heard that Bai Ziyue of the Yuanchu Bai family has arrived at the Jade Capital to fight you, after you are exhausted from your match with him, you'll be waiting for the endless assassinations of our Lifeless Dao, Vacuum Dao."
The two Daoists spoke with difficulty.
"Bai Ziyue? That fifteen year old martial arts genius from the Yuan Tu Bai Clan? With him wanting to duel with me, he's still a bit too rash." Hong Xuanji proudly said.
"Lol ...... Hong Xuanji are you really confused or pretending to be confused, Bai Ziyue's predecessor is one of the eight demonic immortals in the world ......... lifeless parents, vacuum hometown ......"
These two Taoist priests couldn't support them anymore, and at the last moment their mouths recited eight odd words before they died of gas.
As soon as the physical body died, the two formless and insubstantial Yin Gods emerged from their bodies.
Hong Xuanji's gaze flickered as if he could see this formless Yin God, and he suddenly threw out two punches and blasted on top of these two Yin Gods.
Boom! These two Yin Gods couldn't withstand the powerful masculine blood qi, and in one fell swoop, their souls were blown away and disappeared between heaven and earth.
"One of the eight demonic immortals in the world?.............."
Hong Xuanji closed his eyes, his demeanor very grave.
Eh?
After he thought for a while, his eyes then looked to a shadowy corner next to him, but he didn't find anything.
"Just got carried away and seemed to let a wandering soul go."
"Lifeless parents ........ Vacuum Hometown ......."
Hong Xuanji chewed these two sentences in his mouth and once again fell into deep thought.
"Lifeless Dao, Vacuum Dao ......... Yuan Tu Bai family, Bai Zi Yue, the world's eight demonic immortals, the palace haunts the white fox ....... There seems to be something wrong ........."
At this time, the sound of people boiling, the entire marquis house torches bright, many many guards swarmed. Among them, there are even wearing iron scale armor, with iron helmet, full cloak hand holding elite steel long knife martial arts!
