Yasha's roar directly affects the mind, and even Su Hong's powerful sea of consciousness cannot control it.
Qi and blood were churning endlessly in the body, and in an instant, a mouthful of blood was spat out.
But this moment also aroused his anger.
"However, the ghosts mentioned in the scriptures also dare to come out to hurt people. I am no match for Marquis Jingwu, but you dare to provoke me and seek death!"
He kept interpreting the words "cultivate one's body and unite one's heart" in his mind. The aura of awe-inspiring gurgling flowed all over his body. His eyes were about to split, and he suddenly let out a roar.
In the sea of consciousness, Yaksha was stunned, but he also waved the iron fork towards Su Hong. The huge iron fork, just a corner, was bigger than Su Hong's body.
Keng!
As soon as he waved it down, a huge storm force swept across, his body almost became unstable, and the entire sea of consciousness also suffered a huge impact.
But at the same time, Su Hong also punched him.
"What?!"
Su Hong was shocked. Under this punch, Yasha's body remained motionless without any sign of injury.
"My current strength has reached the fourth level of the Imaginary Realm. Logically speaking, even a cow will be injured with this punch. This Yaksha's body is so strong."
Although he was shocked in his heart, it was obviously not the time to think about this right now, because Yasha charged towards him again.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, his fist was wrapped with aura of awe-inspiring force, and he punched out again. This time, it had an immediate effect, and a hole appeared in Yasha's body.
"Sure enough, even though the monsters that appear in the scriptures are extremely powerful, they are still afraid of this awe-inspiring aura. How can I not be afraid of any orthodox, glorious, and bright aura? However, when I punched out, it only gave him a small impact.
harm."
Su Hong looked at the tall Yasha, his face changed suddenly, "No, the wound is actually slowly recovering."
Without any hesitation, he swung his fists at Yaksha, not daring to stop, because once Yaksha appears, if you don't eliminate him, he will live in your sea of consciousness forever, becoming more and more powerful.
The current Yaksha is still the Earth Yaksha, unable to fly and the weakest among the Yakshas.
But as time goes by, it may evolve into a void yaksha, existing in nothingness. The most powerful yaksha is the flying yaksha. Su Hong cannot deal with this kind of yaksha at all with his current ability.
Therefore, we must take advantage of this Yaksha before it becomes stronger and kill him completely in the cradle.
He was throwing out punch after punch. He was tired, but he couldn't stop. His soul was growing stronger with the continuous punches. Even his consciousness was tough and extremely difficult to destroy.
Time passes day by day, and three days fly by.
On the third night, when the moon and stars were sparse and in the sea of consciousness, Su Hong roared loudly and punched out, and the tall Yaksha figure in front of him was instantly destroyed.
At the same time, his consciousness was extremely clear, and everything seemed to be figured out. In a corner of his sea of consciousness, a miniature version of Yaksha stood still, and his whole body was releasing an awe-inspiring aura.
After this Yaksha was surrendered by him, he became his patron saint. If someone attacks his soul in the future, this Yaksha will take the initiative to attack.
After exiting the sea of consciousness, Su Hong felt as if he had collapsed, his whole body was covered in cold sweat, and his strength seemed to have been drained away.
However, his face was filled with an unprecedented look of dismay.
"Marquis Jingwu, I disappoint you. Your plan failed. You wanted to destroy my awe-inspiring energy, but you didn't expect that I directly surrendered to Yaksha. I read the Diamond Sutra twenty times. I will complete it now!"
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study.
Marquis Jingwu stood quietly. From his body, a majestic blood energy rose into the sky, and the red blood energy covered half of the sky of the entire Hou Mansion...
At this moment, a soft "Hey" came to mind, but it was Marquis Jingwu who spoke.
"He actually had the ability to surrender the Diamond Sutra, which was personally consecrated by Tang Xuan, a Buddhist monk, within three days. That Yaksha has now become his patron saint."
"Hmph, Su Ning'er, even if you die, you have taken care of everything for your son. But unfortunately, in this life, he will never be able to embark on the path of martial arts again. As long as I, Marquis Jingwu, am here, no one can."
He raised his arm and came to the writing desk. The word "ki" fell down on his hand, but it was the word "kiss". However, this kiss was not complete, but missing a corner.
Finally, the paper was crumpled into a ball by Marquis Jingwu and thrown into the coals for burning. In just a short time, the paper turned into ashes.
Soon enough, he summoned Tang Xin.
"What is the order from the Marquis?" Tang Xin asked cautiously. The Marquis rarely came to see him. If he usually came to see him, it meant that the Marquis had something important to give him.
In this Hou Mansion, Su Hong is the only one who can make the Marquis do this.
Did the young master cause another trouble in the Hou Mansion? Thinking of this, a sneer appeared in his eyes unnoticeably, but he quickly suppressed it.
"Monitor his every move for me. If he is practicing martial arts, tell me. If he is studying, if he comes into contact with Taixue Palace, he must report it immediately."
"clear."
"Back off."
After Tang Xin retreated, Marquis Jingwu glanced at the sky in the distance and said, "It seems it's time to visit 'Yan Su' of Taixue Palace."
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After coming out of the library, Su Hong stretched his muscles and bones, and looked at the sky again. It was already extremely dark.
He originally wanted to see the old lady but gave up the plan. The old lady believed in Buddhism and insisted on going to bed early and getting up early. At this moment, she was sleeping soundly and no one was allowed to disturb her.
After hesitating in the courtyard for a while, he headed towards Er Niang's residence.
Ever since he recognized the second lady as his 'second mother', Su Hong rarely visited her. Now that he thinks about it, it's all his own fault.
Following the cobblestone path, Su Hong headed towards a nearby courtyard.
Because she was also unpopular, the second lady was also smart. She found a quiet place and moved here. Apart from visiting the old lady in the morning, she spent most of the rest of her time basking in the sun and not participating in various affairs in the Hou Mansion.
This kind of struggle also leads to a happy life.
There were very few maids, and most of them had gone to rest at this time. Only a few maids were left yawning.
Because there was an oral message from the second lady, the young master did not need to be informed when he came, so they just smiled and said hello, but did not report.
When Su Hong came to the second lady's bedroom, he suddenly stopped with a look of confusion on his face.
"Huh? Even if it's getting late, there's no reason for Er Niang to take a rest so early. If she's taking a rest, this person should also give me some advice..."
Just when he was confused, a voice not far away made him frown.
"Why is there the sound of fists breaking through the air near Er Niang's bedroom——"
With doubts, Su Hong slowly leaned over to the side, but at this glance, his eyes widened and it was difficult to look away for a moment.
The second mother who in my eyes was gentle, dignified and virtuous was actually practicing martial arts, and the martial arts moves were obviously not practiced in a day or two, but at least over many years.
"who?"
Suddenly, the second lady's eyes glanced at Su Hong.
(ps: First of all, I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. Yi Guan went home today. As soon as I got home, I sorted it out and uploaded one chapter immediately. One chapter in the evening. It’s almost early in the morning. I’m so worried today. My aunt was diagnosed with terminal cancer and is estimated to not survive more than two years.
After three months, Yiguan doesn’t go home many times a year, about three times. Really, I want to spend more time with my family. Nothing is more important than my family. At home, I can really feel free and relax, which is very touching.)