Although it was only a short moment, Hong Yi clearly saw this god king with the same face as him.

"Seeing nature is merit, equality is virtue, every thought is without stagnation, common nature, true and wonderful use is merit."

Hong Yi thought of the merit scriptures again.

"No wonder I always feel that it is inappropriate to use the Amitabha Sutra in the past to suppress the power of the soul. Although the Amitabha Sutra in the past is wonderful, it maintains the true nature of one's own nature. One of my natures is to have grievances, revenge, and suppress the nature. Sooner or later, there will be big problems!"

Hong Yi came to his senses completely.

There was some enlightenment in his eyes.

"Hong Yi, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Hong Yi awakening, Chan Yinsha couldn't help but say, "If you feel embarrassed, it doesn't matter if you don't go to find the Qiankun cloth bag."

"No, let's go to Manghuang and take the Qiankun cloth bag!"

A glimmer flashed in Hong Yi's eyes.

Chan Yinsha's body shook, and his eyes were filled with incredible light.

For some reason, after practicing for an hour, Hong Yi's expression and aura changed so drastically.

The word "力" shows Hong Yi's confidence.

Chan Yinsha couldn't help but feel a strange emotion in her heart.

She hurriedly pressed down and continued to ask, "Then how should we do now?"

"First gather all the soldiers of the Fubo army!"

Hong Yi issued an order.

Soon, rows of soldiers and sailors stood on the giant Peach God Rage Whale ship, crowded with them.

Except for the Green Camp soldiers and the sailors dispatched by Yan Zhen, the others were soldiers of the Fubo Army.

More than two thousand soldiers and sailors stood on the deck of a large Raging Whale ship, densely packed, looking like a group of ants, extremely crowded.

These mighty soldiers and sailors stood upright. Although they seemed elite, they were actually strong outside and had a hard time.

Just a little look, you can see that these soldiers have deep fear and uneasiness in their eyes.

The source of their uneasy and fear is a flag that fell in the middle of the deck.

It was a bright yellow dragon flag.

Daqian Dragon Flag!

This dragon flag, which represents supreme majesty and power, is now thrown on the deck like garbage, wrinkled.

"Everyone, I am not asking you to rebel. It's just that this time I attacked the imperial envoy, Hong Yi, committed the crime of killing the nine clans. So in order to ensure his own safety, I have to let everyone do one thing."

Hong Yi's voice was extremely calm and full of sincerity.

But in the ears of these soldiers, it seemed like the whisper of a demon.

I am very afraid that Hong Yi’s next sentence is “For the sake of confidentiality, please die”!

Those who have accomplished great things in ancient and modern times do not care about the details, but these soldiers have seen more of these kinds of things in the army.

For example, when those famous generals lure the enemy into the depths, they will be defeated. For the sake of reality, some soldiers will inevitably be sacrificed.

Fortunately, Hong Yi is not such a person.

"So, now kneel down and worship me, believing in me like praying and worshiping ancestors, gods!" Hong Yi's voice added a trace of absolute majesty, as if he had irresistible power.

A sigh of relief came from the soldiers' ranks.

It's just worshiping, and there's no need to die, it's acceptable to them.

Even ants are greedy for life, let alone living people.

The soldiers knelt down one after another and bowed to Hong Yi.

Pieces of extremely pure and extremely soul thoughts were integrated into Hong Yi's soul and became the nourishment for the soul dress.

"good!"

Originally, seeing the mood out of control caused by the expansion of soul, Hong Yi planned to temporarily suspend the belief of Fu Bo's generals, but now Hong Yi has changed his mind again.

"Repressing my own strength growth is not in line with my original intention. I must have strong enough power to fight against Hong Xuanji and avenge my mother!"

Hong Yi's revenge is becoming stronger and stronger.

One hour later, after accepting all the soldiers' beliefs, Hong Yi issued an order and set sail again.

"Young Master, I discovered the gold medal sword and the jade box secret fold." Hua Nongying and Hua Nongyue sisters were responsible for searching the Fubo army ships and brought something to Hong Yi.

The token is made of red gold, with exquisite five-clawed golden dragons engraved on it, and four large characters "Like I'm here in person", showing supreme authority.

The sword is made of jade as the handle, bright yellow silk as the garland, and red sandalwood inlaid with gold as the sword sheath. The sword is drawn out of the sheath. The sword body is a texture like ice cracks, but it is ice cracked steel, one of the three strange steels.

This sword is a magic weapon that is not inferior to the Shark Sword.

And its symbolic meaning is even greater.

It is the "Shangfang Sword" and represents the Emperor!

Having this sword has the power to take action first and then report to officials below the third rank of the Daqian Dynasty.

"It seems that the emperor attaches great importance to Qiankun Cloth Bag."

Hong Yi thought for a while and opened the jade box with Token Lingjian.

The jade box is white and crystal clear all over. It is made of a whole piece of fine white jade. There is also an exquisite jade lock on it. When you open the lock, you can see a red memorial.

"Good word!"

When Hong Yi saw the font on the memorial, he suddenly felt a stern.

The fonts on the memorials, every stroke, look like dragons, mountains and rivers, with a majestic momentum, and the artistic conception contained is breathtaking.

Hong Yi touched it with his hands.

Suddenly, from the dry ink scars, he felt a deeper artistic conception and a majesty that looked down on the world.

"This is a memorial written by the Champion Hou to the Emperor. I didn't expect that the Champion Hou was so amazing. The artistic conception in the words alone could put some oppression on my soul."

A person with a sharp and profound knowledgeable scholar can roughly determine a person's abilities by looking at the words written by a person.

Hong Yi is good at scrutinizing people's hearts and practicing Taoism, so he can naturally feel it more profoundly.

"These words are a little worse than Hong Xuanji, but they are far beyond ordinary people. If this champion Hou Qiwu Congwen is at least a talented person!" Hong Yi said secretly.

Hong Yi continued to read the memorial again and immediately learned more inside information about Qiankun cloth bag.

When the Great Zen Temple was destroyed, this Qiankun cloth bag was secretly taken out by monk Jingren, one of the 108 Bodhisattvas in the temple. In this cloth bag, there are countless secret scriptures of the Great Zen Temple, as well as gold, silver and treasures that have been accumulated for thousands of years, countless magic weapons and weapons, and countless secret medicines for spiritual elixirs.

"No wonder the emperor attaches so much importance to it. If he can retrieve the Qiankun cloth bag and use it to suppress the national treasury, then there is no need to worry about the court's finances within ten years, and the world's taxes can be reduced and the people can rest and recuperate." Hong Yi exclaimed slightly, "If I obtain this magical artifact, I can build a small country overseas. But these are not important. What is important is that the "Tathagata Sutra" which is one of the three supreme sutras of the Great Zen Temple is most likely to be hidden in the cloth bag. According to rumors, this is the supreme martial arts technique that goes straight to humans and immortals. If you practice the Tathagata Sutra, you can have the power to dominate the present and control everything!"

Hong Yi has obtained the past and future sutras, and he has also developed the mentality of being bound to win the present sutras!

"Yin and Yang complement each other, and the soul and soul are in harmony. My soul has now been practicing to the realm of ghost fairy, but martial arts is still at the peak of the great master. As these soldiers continue to provide faith, my soul will only practice faster and faster. The progress of martial arts is far from keeping up with the realm of soul. The soul is strong and weak, which may also be the reason for the distortion of the soul."

Hong Yi remembered Bai Ziyue’s teachings.

Only cultivating nature but not life is the first disease of cultivation!

The soul of a person is the soul, and the body of a person is the soul. Only by sticking to the mind, strengthening the body, and cultivating both nature and life can one transcend!

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Chapter completed!