Chapter 60 Three Years

It was a dark and windy night, a world in the mirror.

The convoy was like a dragon, with three hundred people transporting things covered with black cloth.

The dark clouds gradually covered the moon, and it was pitch black below, with only the light of the torches like lights in the dark night.

Hong Yi rode his horse to the side of the convoy, with a normal expression, secretly calculating in his heart.

The Song family was the last of the five major families in Jinyang County. The head of the family, Song Yuan, was at the ninth level of Qi training, three elders above the sixth level of Qi training, and twelve Qi training cultivators.

Hong Yi had only five low-level Qi training cultivators on his side, excluding himself. He himself was at the seventh level of Qi training, which was considered a high-level cultivator.

It was still a bit difficult to deal with the Song family, so he created three hundred Taoist soldiers based on the Huangting Neijing magic.

These three hundred Taoist soldiers were absolutely loyal to him. Even if they were not loyal to him, the worms in their bodies would teach them how to be loyal.

Arrived in front of the Song family gate.

Song Ming, the elder of the Song family, and Song Ting, the eldest son of the Song family, had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"The profit is 50%. This is the converted material. Please count it." Hong Yi did not dismount. His slightly arrogant attitude made the two frown.

Song Ting was about to curse, but Song Ming was quite calm and stretched out his hand to stop the two people who were about to clash.

"Starting tomorrow, the Song family will take 80% of all the profits. We have to advance the profits for half a year."

"There is not so much profit. You are dreaming!"

"Then tell us the source of goods. The Song family has its own way!" Song Ming's tone was a lot louder.

Hula la...

The people of the Song family immediately surrounded them.

In recent years, the Song family has been investigating Hong Yi's source of goods openly and secretly. Unfortunately, Hong Yi is too cautious. Every time he goes to purchase goods, he is alone. Once he leaves the city, he disappears without a trace and comes back with a bag full of goods.

Facing the people who are eyeing him covetously, Hong Yi's cold expression relaxes, and his attitude seems to be softened.

"Come on, come on, I'll tell you!"

Hong Yi said with a smile.

Before everyone could come to their senses.

Wow!

Hong Yi suddenly raised his hand.

Whoosh!

A beam of golden light hit Song Ming's vitals. At the critical moment, a light red light shield appeared on Song Ming's body to block the golden light.

Whoosh!

Two more beams of golden light broke Song Ming's protective robes, and the fourth directly pierced Song Ming's head.

The golden light swept across the sky, and all the main descendants of the Song family died.

Without a powerful magic weapon, it is impossible to resist the instantaneous golden light spell. Even if Song Ming had a magic weapon, he could not resist a few shots.

The tarpaulins of the carriages were opened, and zombies jumped out. The drivers turned into powerful Taoist soldiers and followed Hong Yi into the Song family.

This night was destined to be a night of killing.

Huangting Inner Scenery Magic has strengthened the seven orifices and five internal organs of these people, each of them has a huge force of more than a thousand pounds, as well as superior endurance, eyesight, and speed... As the insects absorb more and more spiritual energy, their strength will gradually become stronger until they reach a certain limit.

Hong Yi has a large number of people, coupled with the extremely sharp Golden Light Curse, it can be said that he will kill gods and Buddhas.

Song Family Forbidden Land.

There is nothing in a radius of hundreds of feet, only a lonely hall.

In the hall, an old monk sits cross-legged.

The skin is like dry bark, white, dry and withered, hunched back and chest, full of death.

This is Song Yuan, the head of the Song family. He has been in seclusion for nearly ten years, with the purpose of breaking through the foundation.

Unfortunately, every time he is just a little bit short.

"When they collect more materials, it's the last fight." Song Yuan's turbid eyes flashed with a trace of helplessness.

Finally, he set his sights on the Hong family.

One's own strength is the most important. Killing the chicken to get the eggs is not advisable, but it is also a helpless method.

Screams could be heard faintly from outside.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Song Yuan called for someone to come, but no one answered. He was just about to go out and take a look.

Bang!

Suddenly, the door was kicked open.

Hong Yi flew in, and three golden lights shot towards Song Yuan. Seeing that the robes blocked it, Hong Yi did not hold back.

Fire dragons and fireballs poured out.

Boom!

The hall collapsed with a loud bang, and flames shot up into the sky.

Before the collapse, a figure quickly flew out.

This person was Hong Yi.

The ruins pressed down on Song Yuan's body, and the flames gradually devoured him.

"You..." Song Yuan's eyes were filled with resentment and resentment.

"It turns out that you are a weakling, haha." Hong Yi sneered, even worse than Song Ming and the other two elders.

It seems that this guy is dying, and he is trying to rush to the foundation-building realm with all his strength.

If he becomes radiant and has a lifespan of two centuries, he will die if he fails. Hong Yi thought this guy was so powerful.

Anyway, the Song family was finally taken down.

The next step is to think about how to deal with other families. If they take advantage of the situation, Hong Yi will not be able to bear it.

The news of the Song family cannot be hidden from anyone.

"Master, how to deal with the remaining members of the Song family?" His two generals, Hong Wen and Hong Yannian, came over and asked.

"No future trouble, kill them all."

"Yes!"

After several hours, the sky was getting light.

Ouyang, Shi, and Liu were the first to send people over. It was obvious that the news of the Song family's demise had reached them.

The Ouyang family's envoy respectfully said, "Master Hong, are you the master of Li Guangmen, or the genius of Xuantian Holy Land?"

Hong Yi was stunned at first, and then reacted. It seemed that someone had witnessed the Golden Light Curse and mistakenly thought that he was the orthodox Xuanmen, just like the casual cultivator at the beginning.

Hong Yi took advantage of the situation and said in a profound way, "As a mere outer disciple, I dare not damage the reputation of my master."

"The head of the Song family has always been domineering, and he deserves it. Master, it's good to kill him!"

So far, Hong Yi has temporarily escaped from danger, and the road ahead will be smooth sailing.

Of course, he has a deep worry in his heart, that is, pretending to be the orthodox Xuanmen.

It is not so easy to pretend to be a righteous Xuanmen. If someone targets you in the future, even if the Golden Light Curse is not their magic, these people will get rid of you. This is a monopoly.

Hong Yi has been in the cultivation world for so many years, so he naturally knows the style of some cultivators. They are more ruthless than each other, humble to the strong and cruel to the weak.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time."

Hong Yi counted the harvest.

The Song family has a low-level spirit cave, which is located at the location of the forbidden hall. This is the key to the prosperity of the family, and there are ten acres of spiritual fields.

Several magic tools, robes, materials, and more than 300 spiritual stones...

There are a little few materials, and the spiritual stone reserves are also small. It is estimated that they have been used up by Song Yuan.

"The key is the spirit cave. The spirit cave prospers the family, and the spirit vein prospers the sect. Even if the grade is relatively low, it is enough for me alone."

A few days later, everything was cleaned up, the Song residence became the Hong residence, and the original forbidden land was rebuilt with a new hall.

"Fifty low-grade spirit stones for the first step of the formation, fifty for the Gathering Spirit Formation, Iron Bamboo Formation, and Hundred-foot Cliff Formation... Not bad."

Hong Yi, who was rich and powerful, spent two hundred yuan to buy all of them.

...

Wangxiang Tower.

Xu Xuan looked at the table full of spirit stones emitting mysterious light.

"Enough stuff, ready to break through!"

...

There is no time in cultivation, spring goes and autumn comes, and three years have passed.