From the innate gong to traverse the heavens

Wuwenhou Mansion covers an area of ​​[-] mu and is full of grandeur.
Xu Lang and Hong Yi stood outside the door, handed the post to the servant at the door, and then stood quietly outside the door.
After the post entered the door, it was delivered to Madam Zhao all the way.
At this time, Mrs. Zhao was holding the account book in her hand. After seeing the post, her brows condensed into the word "Chuan", and her eyes were very sharp.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
In front of Mrs. Zhao, there is another man, dressed in brocade clothes, with a mountainous bearing. This is the son of Hong Xuanji and Mrs. Zhao. Hong Xi is also the eldest son of the Hong family, who will inherit the Marquis of Wuwen Mansion from now on. He is the wheel of life and death of the heavens, entered the army at the age of 14, established military exploits, and even protected the prince with one hand, and won the "Ice Crack Sword" as a reward from Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan.
"It's that little bastard Hong Yi who caused the accident."
Mrs. Zhao threw the name card in front of Hong Xi, her eyes were full of coldness.
This Mrs. Zhao is not a mediocre person. She was born in the Da Luo Sect of the Zhao family. Starting from the Da Luo Sect, and over the years, the Da Luo Sect has been stationed in the southern martial arts and has great influence. The infinite gold and silver have been sent to Wu Wenhou Mansion, allowing Hong Xuanji to maintain a good life in the capital.
Because of this, Hong Xuanji also relied on Mrs. Zhao when it came to gold and silver. "What's wrong?"
Hong Xi took the post and saw that it was Hong Yi who wanted to worship someone as a teacher, so he said disdainfully: "Not everyone can come in our family."
"Look behind." Mrs. Zhao said.
Hong Xi looked back at the post, and saw that there were two names on this post, one was Fang Xiandao's Xiao Anran, and the other was Hua Shenggan Daozi.
"Humph."
Mrs. Zhao snorted twice, and said: "The master this little bastard found, and let these two stand in line. Although Xiao Anran of Fang Xiandao has a great reputation, it conflicts with your father's reasoning. Your father has been asking to be dismissed in court." We can ignore such messes as Fangxiandao, Zhengdao, Taishangdao, but this dry daoist, he is your father's friend, if we put his famous post outside, we will lose your father face."
"Now Xuanji is in the palace. You are the eldest son and the face of our family. Let me handle this matter well."
Mrs. Zhao gritted her teeth quietly, and said: "My master has always protected Hong Yi and let him study literature. Now he wants to learn martial arts and Taoism. This is his own death."
After many years, Mrs. Zhao is still very jealous of Meng Bingyun. "Open the house, welcome!" Mrs. Zhao said.
Hong Xi got the instruction, knew it in his heart, first returned to his residence, took out the ice-cracked sword, and walked towards the door with his head held high.
The gate of Marquis Wu Wen's mansion was thrown open, and Hong Xi walked out with a group of health slaves. Many of these health slaves were experts of the Zhao family, full of blood, and their steps were orderly and powerful.
Hong Yi was by Xu Lang's side, seeing this posture, he felt awe-inspiring. "This one must be Daoist Xu."
When Hong Xi walked up to Xu Lang, he didn't bow his hands, his eyes burst into light, and he glared at Xu Lang suddenly!
Hong Xi was taught by Hong Xuanji since he was a child, and he has learned [-]% of the cycle of life and death in the heavens. Now he is a master of the innate, and he is only a few hundred million steps away from entering the Martial Sage. , with great power.
But for this, Xu Lang smiled lightly, even Hong Yi was not intimidated.
I just saw Xu Lang's picture scroll, and now Hong Xi's power is not even an ant to Hong Yi.
"Jia Yan is dealing with state affairs in the court, so I can't meet with you, but Hong Yi's apprenticeship is not a trivial matter after all, please come into the mansion, we will talk about it in detail."...
Hong Xi looked at Xu Lang and said calmly.
Seeing this situation, Hong Yi felt a little uneasy. After all, he had lived in the Hong Mansion for many years.
Rules and regulations have been deeply rooted in his heart, and he can't break free from this rules before he learns Taoism and martial arts.
"Can!"
Xu Lang nodded slightly, led Hong Yi, and walked into Wu Wenhou's mansion naturally.
After getting started, there is a row of martial artists. These are all people who have reached the level of bone training. Standing there is like a tiger, and everyone stands like they are about to attack people. After Hong Yi walked in, he felt like a mang On the back, very uncomfortable.
Hong Xi walked beside Xu Lang, seeing Xu Lang walking freely in such a posture, smiled slightly, and suddenly pulled out half of the ice-cracked sword in his hand, and the dense cold air suddenly appeared.
"Drink!" The martial artists exhaled and spoke with great power.
Seeing this, Hong Yi felt chills down his spine, but he felt an inexplicable sense of security following Xu Lang's side, so he didn't panic.
As for Xu Lang, he was calm all the time, looking at Hong Xi quietly. "Master, what do you think of my ice-crack sword?" Hong Xi revealed the light of the knife and asked Xu Lang.
There is a kind of steel in the Dagan Dynasty, which is ice cracks, and there are some lines in it, just like the blood vessels in the human body. It is not only sharp, but also handy.
This knife was bestowed by the emperor, if Xu Lang dared to say it was not good, Hong Xi would have a reason to take Xu Lang down. "Very good." Seeing this knife, Xu Lang said lightly.
"really!"
Hong Xi put the saber into the sheath, feeling like he was crushing Xu Lang, and led Xu Lang to the backyard.
In the main hall of the backyard, many servant girls and servants have already set up their positions, and in the middle of this is a grand teacher's chair. Madam Zhao is sitting in it, and when she sees Hong Xi walking in with Xu Lang and Hong Yi, she smiles on her face .
"This is Daoist Xu."
Mrs. Zhao sat on the grand teacher's chair, didn't get up at all, and said slowly. "Wonderful! Wonderful!"
After Xu Lang saw Mrs. Zhao, he suddenly shouted loudly, Hong Xi and Hong Yi were startled by such a posture, and felt completely different from Xu Lang's calm and breezy painting style before.
"Some women speak softly, some women speak smartly, some women speak cheerfully, and Mrs. Zhao speaks, rare, rare!"
Xu Lang clapped his hands and shouted: "Hong Xuanji is blessed, Hong Xi, you are also blessed!" This is because the posture is wrong, ready to flatter? Mrs. Zhao leaned back slightly, leaning back on the grand master's chair, her eyes slightly raised.
"How does my mother speak? Where is the happiness of me and my father?"
A little smile appeared on Hong Xi's face, he looked at Xu Lang and asked, wanting to see how Xu Lang planned to flatter, so as to decide whether to let Xu Lang go.
"Your mother is trembling when she speaks."
Xu Lang shook the clothes on his chest, smiled at Hong Xi and said, "Needless to say this is a blessing."? Hong Yi only asked a question mark about this situation.
Is this how you helped me cut off the vulgar fate? Good guy, this house really can't stay anymore... The expressions of Hong Xi and Mrs. Zhao changed all of a sudden.
"Chop him up!" Mrs. Zhao's voice was as sharp as a cat's meow.
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