Chapter 168 Hong Fugui's message

Hong family?

Cui Heng was slightly stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously thought of the ragged little boy in his mind, but he quickly shook his head.

There are so many people with the surname Hong in the world, how could such a coincidence happen?

"Don't be nervous, even if it is a treasure that really contains the secret of earthly immortals, it is useless to me." Cui Heng smiled.

Maybe because the two grandparents have the surname Hong, or maybe because of their thoughts of guarding the ancestral teachings, he has a good sense of these two people.

"Thank you, Immortal." Hong Kang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He had seen Cui Heng's strength and knew that he had no room for resistance in front of him.

After all, even Neijing, who was as strong as he was, was defeated in an instant when facing this immortal.

What is a small innate person like me?

If the other party really wants to seize the secret treasure, there is no other way for me to go except to fight to the death and follow the ancestral teachings.

Fortunately, this is a noble immortal, different from those people in the immortal sect.

"Ah!"

At this time, Qian Shun suddenly screamed.

Cui Heng released his mental suppression, and he woke up. He immediately thought of what he had just said, and immediately looked at Hong Kang with a gloomy face.

"My lord, the Hong family does have the secret treasure. I heard it from the Hong family with my own ears. Don't be fooled by them!" Qian Shun knew that he would die without a doubt, and he was determined to drag the Hong family to death with him.

Hong Kang was immediately nervous again when he heard this, and his body, which was almost about to collapse, trembled slightly.

Cui Heng just glanced at Qian Shun and said in a deep voice, "Where is the Yellow Turban Warrior!"

Bang!

A dark golden giant over five feet tall appeared out of thin air, fell from the sky, landed in front of Cui Heng, and bowed respectfully, "Meet the Immortal!"

Zhang Shuming stood aside and once again felt the terrifying pressure from the Yellow Turban Warrior, and his breathing stagnated.

At the same time, he once again deeply felt that he was too weak. When he went to the main sect of Daoyi Palace, he must concentrate on cultivation and improve his cultivation realm.

On the other side, Hong Kang's body was shaken, and he looked at the Yellow Turban Warrior in disbelief. There was a turbulent wave in his heart, and countless thoughts emerged from his mind.

Cui Heng noticed the reactions of the two men, but he didn't care. He pointed at Qian Shun and ordered the Yellow Turban Warrior, "Kill this man on the spot and bury him here."

"Yes!" The Yellow Turban Warrior took the order and stepped forward. His extremely tall figure made him stand in front of Qian Shun like a small mountain.

"No, no, no!" Qian Shun was terrified and screamed at the top of his lungs, trying desperately to escape.

But he was seriously injured first, and then he encountered such fear. His legs didn't listen to him at all. He couldn't move at all and could only roll on the spot.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise and the ground shook violently.

The Yellow Turban Warrior stepped on Qian Shun with one foot, and Qian Shun was crushed into a ball of flesh without even a scream, and sank about ten feet into the ground.

Then, the Yellow Turban Warrior raised his hand and the land beside him collapsed immediately. Countless lumps of earth fell into the deep pit he had stepped on, burying Qian Shun, who had been crushed into a ball of flesh.

Really buried on the spot!

"Report to the Immortal Venerable, the mission has been completed!" The Yellow Turban Warrior bowed respectfully in front of Cui Heng.

"Go." Cui Heng waved his hand gently, and the dark golden giant disappeared.

"Grandpa, is this the golden god mentioned in the ancestral teachings?" At this time, Hong Shen suddenly asked Hong Kang in a very small voice.

"..." Hong Kang was silent and did not speak.

It's just that it's hard to be sure about the Yellow Turban Warrior.

At the same time, he also looked at Cui Heng. Although Hong Shen's voice was very low just now, it was impossible for this immortal to be hidden.

Cui Heng turned his head and looked at the child Hong Shen, then looked at Hong Kang, and smiled: "My name is Cui Heng. In your ancestral teachings, do you call me Mr. Cui? Is your ancestor called Hong Fugui or Hong Wu?"

He has always been proactive in what he wants to know.

Since he has a guess in his heart, he will not wait for the other party to test, but will ask directly first.

"Are you really that Mr. Cui?!"

Hong Kang was stunned when he heard the words, and the expression on his face became extremely complicated.

He knew very well that whether it was Cui Heng or Mr. Cui, or even the name of the ancestor, they were only in the ancestral teachings.

Under normal circumstances, only the current head of the family is qualified to know the ancestral precepts, and they are passed down orally, not in writing.

Hong Shen knew it because Hong Kang was worried that he would suddenly die during this escape, resulting in the loss of the ancestral precepts, so he told Hong Shen in advance.

I didn't expect him to say it at this time.

I didn't expect that the immortal in front of me was actually the Mr. Cui mentioned in my ancestral precepts.

Is this God opening his eyes?

He actually let himself be saved by the gentleman mentioned in the ancestral precepts when he was most desperate.

"He did call me a teacher at the time." Cui Heng nodded lightly, and couldn't help but sigh, "The little rich boy back then has become someone else's ancestor."

However, it has been almost three hundred years, which is normal.

"Where are you going? Let's talk while we walk."

Cui Heng said to Hong Kang, and at the same time he looked up at the sky. Suddenly the rainstorm stopped, the dark clouds dissipated, and the moonlight shone down.

Changing the sky was just a thought for him now.

But in Hong Kang's view, this was simply a method of immortals.

"My Lord, we originally wanted to go to Linjiang County of the Great Zhou Dynasty to participate in the recruitment of the Linjiang Pei Clan's Naxian Hall in order to protect ourselves."

Hong Kang said respectfully, "But now that the people chasing us have been dealt with by you, I want to go home and take a look, and also kill the unfilial son who leaked the news of the ancestral treasure."

"Then let's go together." Cui Heng smiled and said, "Please lead the way."

While speaking, he used his magic power to evaporate the moisture in Hong Kang and Hong Shen's clothes, making them dry. He

also healed Hong Kang's injuries.

...

The Hong family lives in a relatively remote mountain village in the territory of Daqi.

The village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and it is more than fifty miles away from the nearest town.

It can be said to be extremely remote.

Almost no outsiders come in.

During the conversation with Hong Kang, Cui Heng also understood the situation of the Hong family, as well as the origins of the ancestral training and the secret treasure.

This mountain village is called Hongjia Village.

More than two hundred years ago, the ancestor of the Hong family came here with the secret treasure left by his father, settled down, and later took in some poor people who had nowhere to go, and slowly built a village.

This surprised Cui Heng. The person who built this village was not Hong Fugui.

But his name was Hong Yong.

According to the genealogy of the Hong family, Hong Yong is the fourth son of Hong Fugui, and Hong Kang is the seventh-generation grandson of Hong Yong, which is also the eighth-generation grandson of Hong Fugui.

Hong Shen is the tenth-generation grandson of Hong Fugui.

Cui Heng suddenly felt that he had countless grandchildren and that he had suddenly become an old man.

After all, the Xianxia Sect has only been passed down for five generations, and they are all young girls.

Compared with the eighth-generation grandson of Hong Fugui, who is all white-haired and old, the sensory experience he gave him is completely different.

"What am I thinking?" Cui Heng shook his head and thought to himself, "I'm still young and can still do it. What's so old about that? This mentality is not good."

Indeed, in the early stage of the Yuanying realm, the lifespan of the physical body exceeds 10,000 years, and the true spirit has the characteristics of immortality, and the time that can live is too long.

He is only more than 300 years old now, and he is still just a baby if converted into the age of ordinary people.

During the conversation, Cui Heng also learned how the Hong family's secret treasure was exposed.

In fact, in the past two hundred years, the Hong family has lived in seclusion in the mountain village, never stepped into the world, and never mentioned the secret treasure to outsiders.

Except for the current head of the family, only the direct descendants of the family vaguely knew about this.

But more than ten years ago, a direct descendant woman of the Hong family eloped with an outside martial arts warrior and left, and there was no news since then.

This made the news have the hidden danger of being exposed.

However, after more than ten years, there was no movement, and the Hong family gradually felt relieved.

They never expected that the crazy search by the eight immortal gates would bring disaster to the Hong family.

Because the woman's husband was suspected of being an accomplice of the evil demons in the lower world, in order to save her husband's life, the woman told the news that her family had a secret treasure.

And she also made some half-true and half-false exaggerations.

This led to Qian Shun's attack on Hongjia Village because of greed.

"The eight immortal gates have no restrictions at all." Cui Heng frowned.

The nine immortal gates and the three Buddhist temples are the absolute masters of the Tianxu Realm. They can do whatever they want and will not be subject to any constraints at all. They

can be completely reckless.

This is the situation now.

"Alas, if it weren't for the pure land of Da Zhou, my grandfather and grandson wouldn't know where to run." Hong Kang couldn't help but sigh, feeling terrified.

If it weren't for Da Zhou, they would have committed suicide long ago.

There would be no chance to hand over the things left by their ancestors to Mr. Cui.

...

After a while, Cui Heng led everyone back to Hongjia Village.

Hong Kang and Hong Shen hurriedly passed through, but they only saw a ruin with corpses everywhere.

All the people in Hongjia Village had been killed by Qian Shun.

Seeing this scene, Hong Kang trembled with anger.

His son, daughter-in-law, brothers, and sisters are now all corpses.

"Tianhe Holy Church!" Hong Kang gritted his teeth, his face full of murderous intent.

"Dad, Mom..." Hong Shen also found the bodies of his parents, his face turned pale, "I will definitely avenge you!"

"Heartbroken!" Zhang Shuming was also a little angry.

"What a great immortal sect!" Cui Heng frowned.

"Please follow me, Immortal." Hong Kang adjusted his mood and said to Cui Heng, "The things left by our ancestors are here."

"Let's bury the bodies here first." Cui Heng sighed.

"Immortal, let me do it." Zhang Shuming said.

"Okay." Cui Heng nodded lightly.

"Immortal, be merciful." Hong Kang took Hong Shen to thank him.

Zhang Shuming was at the top of the divine realm, and he was very fast. It didn't take long for him to bury all the people in Hongjia Village neatly.

With the help of Hong Kang, many graves were erected with tombstones.

Hong Shen, according to the instructions of his grandfather, took the secret treasure left by his ancestors.

This is a wooden box with an ancient shape, about six inches long, and about three inches wide and high.

"Shangxian, this is what our ancestors left behind." Hong Kang held the box in both hands and presented it to Cui Heng.

The box was not locked, but Cui Heng could see that it had not been opened for more than two hundred years.

It can be seen that these descendants of Hong Fugui care very much about the ancestral teachings.

"Shangxian, do we need to avoid it?" Zhang Shuming asked cautiously.

"Shangxian, then we..." Hong Kang also wanted to ask.

"No need." Cui Heng shook his head lightly, took the box in his hand, and then slowly opened it, and saw something very familiar.

In fact, when he saw the box, he knew what was inside.

A sweet potato vine.

It exuded a faint aura, and after nearly three hundred years, it still did not rot. This was a crop produced by the Novice Farm, and it was also one of the things Cui Heng gave to Hong Fugui.

However, this sweet potato vine should only be used by Hong Fugui to show his identity. Under this vine, there was a book that had already turned a little yellow.

"The Practice of Datong Collection..." Cui Heng couldn't help but feel a little emotional when he saw the name of this book. He took the book out of the brocade box and opened the cover. The first sentence he saw was, "Please review it, sir."

Cui Heng didn't say anything, just quietly flipping through it, not even using his divine mind, but reading it word by word. This was his respect for Hong Fugui's hard work. At

this moment, he felt that the ambitious little boy was standing in front of him again, holding the "The Practice of Datong Collection" in his hands and asking him to review it. He

also talked about his psychological process over the years and some of his experiences in this way.

But in fact, only this book was left, but the person had disappeared long ago.

Zhang Shuming, Hong Kang, and Hong Shen did not dare to disturb Cui Heng, and they all waited quietly.

When Cui Heng was about to finish reading the book, it was already noon the next day. When he read the last few pages, his speed suddenly slowed down.

This was no longer Hong Fugui's thoughts on the practice of "Datong Collection", but a letter he left for Cui Heng.

And it was divided into several sections, which should be left at different times.

"How are you, sir? I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you so much. But I have only conquered nine states, and the people don't have a good life, so I don't have the face to see you. I only hope that one day the world will be peaceful and the people will live and work in peace, then I can go find you and serve you." "How are you,

sir? I have found a wife, hehe, she is very beautiful, and she also taught me martial arts, so amazing. When I pacify the world, I will bring her to meet you, sir, and you will definitely like her."

"How are you, sir? I have conquered sixteen states in the world, and I am about to break through Yuandu, and my great cause will be accomplished. Recently, I heard that there are immortals and gods in the upper realm. I wonder if you are in the upper realm? After the war is over, I will send the fourth brother to the upper realm to find you."

"Hello, sir. I'm afraid I won't live long. The upper realm has no moral principles. They teamed up to send three earthly immortals and two bodhisattvas to besiege me and my wife. How shameless! Xuanhuang Heavenly Palace, Tianhe Holy Religion, Zhenkong Dao, Baolin Zen Temple are a bunch of dogs!"

"Hello, sir. My wife said that her father here is only her father in this life. She recently recovered her memory and said that her real father is some kind of great supernatural being who can save my life. He also took out a flying boat to take me to some Taihong star... I asked the fourth brother to go to the upper realm to find you..."

More than 4,000 words are written a little slowly. Sorry that it's even later~

(End of this chapter)