Chapter 167: The Indignant Hong Yi

Wuwen Marquis Mansion.

Looking at the large stack of manuscripts on the table, Hong Yi was overjoyed: "Great. Immortal cultivation can directly absorb the primordial qi of heaven and earth for one's own use, so no cultivation resources are needed."

He asked himself that his aptitude and comprehension were not inferior to anyone, but without sufficient blood food and cultivation secret medicines, no matter how outstanding his talent was, he lost to others at the starting line.

Now it's good; he and everyone else are standing at the same starting line.

Creak!

Just then, the door was pushed open directly.

The head steward Wu Wenhui walked in, followed by two guards.

"Young Master Yi!"

Wu Wenhui was very polite: "The Marquis has ordered that you are not allowed to cultivate immortality. The techniques and immortal arts you copied, this old servant will take them away."

While speaking, he waved his hand.

The two guards stepped forward and gathered the manuscripts on the table and took them away.

Hong Yi clenched his fists.

He didn't make a move, and he knew he couldn't resist.

He stared straight at Wu Wenhui, gritting his teeth and asking: "Why? Father doesn't pass on martial arts to me, I won't practice. But the Lord of the Immortal Dao is preaching to the world; this is the opportunity for all living beings, why still not let me cultivate?"

Wu Wenhui sighed: "Young Master Yi, you must trust the Marquis; since the Marquis doesn't let you cultivate, it must be for your own good. The Marquis is busy with ten thousand things, so don't bother him."

Hong Yi was expressionless, but sneered in his heart; Yin Qi's words from before surfaced in his mind again.

He knew that his father not allowing him to cultivate must have a reason.

Yin Qi must know this reason.

"It seems it's time to see Brother Yin. Only by knowing the reason can I make a choice."

Before leaving, Wu Wenhui persuaded him earnestly again: "Young Master Yi, I know you feel aggrieved, even angry. But listen to this old servant's advice, don't cultivate. I know Young Master Yi is a scholar and has a good memory, but it's best not to cultivate; this old servant is truly for your own good."

Although it was dusk, I don't know how many people were leaving the city.

Thinking of the precedent of the imperial court banning the "Martial Classic" and "Daoist Canon," tens of thousands of commoners left the capital, including envoys from various countries, who wanted to send these techniques and immortal arts back to their countries as quickly as possible.

But more people had already invested in cultivation.

Yin Qi had just returned to the Longxiang Earl Mansion when he heard a servant report that Yin Tiancheng had come and was waiting in the main hall.

Main hall.

Yin Qi bowed: "Father."

Yin Tiancheng stood up with a smile, walked up and said: "Thirteen, you're back. By the way, did you pass the provincial exam?"

Because of the Lord of the Immortal Dao preaching, no one cared about the provincial examination.

In these three days, no one came to the Duke's Mansion to report the good news.

Yin Qi nodded: "Passed as Jieyuan!"

Yin Tiancheng was overjoyed and shouted: "Good, good, I knew you wouldn't disappoint me, Thirteen. By the way, you went to the Examination Hall and didn't bring paper and brush; you must not have been able to record all of the Lord of the Immortal Dao's preaching.

Here, these are the 'Purple Mansion Immortal Scripture' and 'Taixuan Technique' I had people copy, as well as other immortal arts.

Martial Dao cultivation is difficult; you should switch to immortal cultivation in the future.

With your aptitude, I believe you will soon be able to cultivate to the Golden Core realm, and perhaps in the future, you will be favored by the Dao Ancestor and taken as a personal disciple."

Yin Qi was slightly stunned, feeling quite moved in his heart.

Although the previous owner didn't get much attention from Yin Tiancheng, he never lacked for anything, and since he showed his cultivation, Yin Tiancheng had been even more meticulous in his care.

People are not plants; how can they be without feelings?

Looking at Yin Tiancheng's high-spirited expression, he was truly proud of him.

Yin Qi bowed solemnly: "Thank you, Father."

Yin Tiancheng laughed lightly: "Between father and son, why be so polite? By the way, since you have already passed the provincial exam, it's time to get married and start a career; this marriage needs to be put on the agenda. I will submit a memorial to His Majesty tomorrow to hold your marriage with Princess Linglong as soon as possible."

Yin Qi nodded: "Everything is up to Father."

"That's good. It's getting late, I should go back."

"Wait."

"Anything else, Thirteen?"

"Father, wait here for a moment; I have something for you."

"Good!"

Yin Qi returned to the Qingyun Pavilion, and when he returned to the main hall, he held a pill bottle in his hand.

He handed it to Yin and said: "Father, there are three Marrow Cleansing Pills in here. After taking them at the Innate Peak, you can directly break through to the Marrow Cleansing realm. At the same time, this Marrow Cleansing Pill has the effect of clearing hair and cleansing marrow, which can assist in cultivation."

"Hiss, clearing hair and cleansing marrow!"

Yin Tiancheng's eyes widened, he gasped, and hurriedly said: "Thirteen, such precious pills, why give them to me? You are just at Marrow Refining; these Marrow Cleansing Pills are best for you to take."

Yin Qi nodded secretly.

Facing such spirit pills, Yin Tiancheng still thought of him.

Yin Qi shook his head: "I don't need them."

Yin Tiancheng was suddenly anxious and hurriedly asked: "Don't need them? How could you not need them? Did something happen?"

Yin Qi smiled and said: "Father, you worry too much; I am actually already a Martial Saint, so of course I don't need these Marrow Cleansing Pills.

And I won't lie to Father, these Marrow Cleansing Pills are actually refined by me.

Take these three Marrow Cleansing Pills back first; I will refine a few more furnaces later, enough for you and Big Brother to cultivate to the Marrow Cleansing Peak.

As for whether you can exchange blood in the end, it depends on your personal fortune."

Boom!

Even though Yin Tiancheng had a strong mentality, at this moment, an explosion sounded in his mind, and he almost stopped thinking!

My son is actually a Martial Saint!

And, he can refine Marrow Cleansing Pills!

He had heard before that Yin Qi bought a pill furnace and seemed to be refining pills.

At that time, he thought Yin Qi was just playing around; who knew he could already refine Marrow Cleansing Pills.

This is a spirit pill that even the royal family doesn't have.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Yin Tiancheng didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment, only able to keep saying good.

Since Yin Qi can refine Marrow Cleansing Pills, the Duke of Yin's Mansion will no longer lack Marrow Refining Grandmasters, and the probability of giving birth to another Martial Saint will naturally be higher.

He is old, so he probably doesn't have a chance.

But the eldest, Yin Xuan, is only twenty-seven, in his prime, so he still has a chance to impact the Martial Saint realm.

Several other sons also have good talent, so they are not without a chance.

Although the Lord of the Immortal Dao passed down the method of immortal cultivation, immortal cultivation is too demanding on bone structure, destined for most people to have difficulty achieving anything, only able to linger in the Qi Refining realm.

Yin Qi said solemnly: "Father, regarding the matter of the Marrow Cleansing Pills, remember to keep it secret. Although I am a Martial Saint and look like a top expert, there are even more hidden experts in the world."

Yin Tiancheng nodded heavily: "Rest assured, Thirteen. Although your father is not good at martial arts, I still understand the principle of not showing off wealth. By the way, refining Marrow Cleansing Pills must require a lot of money to buy medicinal materials; I will have someone send a million taels of silver notes tomorrow."

The Duke of Yin's Mansion has been passed down for three generations, and at this moment, it showed its deep foundation.

A million taels of silver, he took it out just like that.

Yin Qi didn't refuse and nodded.

Yin Tiancheng left, his footsteps bringing wind.

Yin Qi returned to the Qingyun Pavilion and entered the practice room.

He sat cross-legged and communicated with the altar with his consciousness: "Altar, how much fortune is needed to upgrade comprehension to the Immortal Bone grade?"

"Ten zhang!"

"Hiss! Ten zhang, so much!"

Yin Qi was shocked.

He remembered that when he upgraded his bone structure to the Heavenly Pride grade, it was only two zhang.

As for comprehension, it was only two feet.

Of course, this was also because his comprehension was already infinitely close to Heavenly Pride, so the fortune consumed was less. ===== CHAPTER 168 =====