I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Opportunities and risks emerge at the same time.

Most people think about opportunities, but Zhou Yi is just the opposite.

Cang Tianwang obviously has bad intentions, and ordinary people are willing to take risks for the sake of magic.

After learning the supreme magic, he has been promoted to innate in ten years, and he has become a great master of a generation.

"This plot always feels a little familiar?"

Zhou Yi shrugged, he is neither the son of a master of so-and-so, nor does his ancestors have deep hatred waiting to be reported. Compared with the protagonist of destiny, he is more like a villain who abuses criminals and makes money.

"So, it's enough to prostitute a secret technique of sound transmission for free!"

Zhou Yi carried the bucket into the No. 2 prison, where the Yellow Heavenly King was imprisoned.

The layout of the cells was similar. The Yellow Heavenly King was chained to death on the rack, his hair was disheveled, and his robes were stained with black and red blood.

The arms were twisted like noodles, and I didn't know how many pieces were broken. All ten fingers were cut off, leaving only the bare palm.

"Tianwang, please eat."

Zhou Yi used the secret technique of sound transmission, but the Xuanjia guard on duty at the door did not respond.

Huang Tianwang was slightly startled, and continued to eat as if nothing had happened, and inquired through voice transmission.

"Who are you? Are you here to save the poor?"

"no."

Zhou Yi's thoughts changed and he replied, "Please ascend to heaven!"

"Pindao should have thought long ago that those aristocratic families are just grass, the east wind is hard with the east wind, the west wind is hard with the west wind..." Huang Tianwang muttered to himself.

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, but did not continue to fool around.

After delivering the meal, he went to look for Zheng Si Prison, saying that he had contracted the cold and asked for a month or two off.

"You bastard, live like an old turtle!"

Zheng Siyu waved his hand, not embarrassing Zhou Yi.

…

Spring Wind Building.

Yingge and Yan dance, with flamboyant red sleeves.

It was already full before evening, and today is the day for the evaluation of the oiran.

Goulan introduced ten and twenty Qing shepherds, who took turns to show their talents, chess, dance, calligraphy, painting and poetry. Every ten days, two or three were eliminated. In the end, the oiran was left.

After this round of selection, they can earn a lot more than the Qing shepherds.

In order to support the beauties, the wealthy businessman threw money without blinking his eyes.

"Nongyu girl, her piano skills are unparalleled! Reward!"

The fat man with ten jade fingers on both hands waved out a stack of silver bills.

"The poems written by Miss Lianxiang are spread all over Shenjing, surpassing most of them, and should be the first!"

The speaker was a scholar, and he couldn't throw money like a fat man, so he called friends and asked his classmates to support him, and his momentum was not small.

"What nonsense poetry, someone said long ago that Lianxiang bought it from outside with money."

"Don't gossip about people's reputation, my father is the Jingya court, and I dare to slander and let people take you!"

"Xiao Xiao also dares to be arrogant when he is judged, Xiao Ye is in Weiyuan Hou's mansion, just come and arrest him!"

"Vulgar!"

"Trash!"

"…"

Shenjing is the capital of Fengyang, and even throwing a brick can hit a sixth-rank official. However, once he started scolding with Xungui, there were readers who came to support him immediately, and the group sentiment was turbulent for a while.

Seeing that the dispute was intensifying, the old lady couldn't open her eyes.

There was no major event under the emperor's feet, and the nurses, who were mixed in the crowd on both sides, were guided by their own words, and the final outcome was the oiran election.

Fighting like this, let’s not talk about earning tens of thousands of taels!

Box on the second floor.

The side facing the downstairs stage has no walls, and you can clearly see the performance of the Qing shepherds. If you are tired, you can drop the brocade curtain and have tea and talk with the girls.

Zhou Yi was lying on the soft bed, hugging from left to right, and someone poured wine and vegetables.

From time to time, I would tell a joke I heard from a previous life, and two girls with low laughs gave out giggling and crisp laughter.

Telling another tragic love story, the girl felt the same and burst into tears.

"This is the real blessing!"

Zhou Yi snuggled up to Yu Yixiang, so happy.

After taking paid sick leave from Tian Prison, Zhou Yi took off his old makeup from last year and changed to a young and handsome look. He stayed in Chunfeng Tower for more than half a month.

It is easy to reduce the aging process with Yi Rong surgery, but extremely difficult to reduce the aging process.

Zhou Yi was affected by his talent for longevity, and he stopped growing when he became an adult. Zhou Yi only needed to change his skin tone, face shape and voice slightly, even if Zhang Zhou was reborn, he would not recognize him.

The other guards in Tian Prison rarely remember what Zhou Yi looked like when he was young.

"I'm like a ghost, an immortal ghost, wandering in the world!"

Zhou Yi shook his wine glass and muttered, "The empire or the royal family, civil servants or military generals, a generation of arrogance or the power of the ruling party, are just passing by!"

Huang Tianwang colluded with the southern family, and the prison has become a powder keg, and he will go back after the storm.

Whoops!

A loud bang, followed by a woman's scream, interrupted Zhou Yi's thoughts.

"I have money. Which one do you want to sleep with? Do you look down on me?"

The man who spoke was short and fat, but his hands were surprisingly strong. He smashed the table with one palm, and pinched the boss's neck to scold him.

"Cough cough..."

The old man was speechless, but felt that his neck was about to break.

"Where's the country bumpkin, dare to make trouble in Chunfenglou!" The voice had not yet fallen, and the knife light grabbed the man's neck, without any thought of keeping his hand.

"We are Mobei duo, not hillbilly."

The short and fat man threw down the old bustard, and his body bounced off the ground like a ball. The air was whirling and the blade deflected, and he collided with the swordsman.

Bang! Bang!

With continuous loud noises, the swordsman hit the wall and slowly slipped.

Pupupu vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, mixed with pieces of internal organs, and twitched twice without making a sound.

The old bustard was so frightened that his face was pale and trembling. The swordsman was the enshrined of the owner behind the scenes. A reinforced and iron-boned character, he couldn't get through in a single round. If he didn't dare to say anything, he wouldn't sell it.

"Nongyu, you haven't come to serve this uncle yet!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The chubby man laughed heartily, grabbed the placket of the jade shirt, and took it away with a few vertical jumps.

The guys from Chunfenglou skillfully carried away the corpse of the swordsman, cleaned the blood, and put on new tables, chairs and benches, as if nothing had happened just now.

After a while.

The guests resumed their liveliness and continued to play music and dance.

"This is the first first-class expert?"

Zhou Yi was hanging out in the Spring Breeze Building, and in half a month, he met several first-class masters. Among them, there were some who could not tell the depth, and were most likely the top masters of washing the marrow.

The brothel restaurant is the most well-informed, and the day after King Cangtian was imprisoned, there were people talking about it.

Fifteen years ago, King Cang Tian was just an ordinary disciple of the Dajiang Gang, with average talent in martial arts.

When escorting the goods with the ship, he accidentally caught the inheritance of the divine power in the river, and he broke through the innate master in just ten years. It was not because he met Grand Marshal Li Wu, no one in Fengyang could control him, at least he was able to secure half of the country!

Rumors spread extremely quickly, and it was obvious that someone was fueling the flames.

People in the rivers and lakes are not interested in rebelling and claiming to be kings, but they can't bear the temptation of magic.

"Aristocratic family, aristocratic family, do everything you can!"

Zhou Yi shook his head lightly and opened his mouth to eat the grapes that the girl had peeled.

…

That night.

The moon and stars are overcast, and the dark clouds cover the sky.

The Dali Temple suddenly caught fire and spread to dozens of attics in an instant.

The fire soared into the sky, the sky was dark red, and the personnel of the City Tournament Division were completely powerless.

There are many important files in the Dali Temple, and the Dali Temple Prime Minister immediately sent an order to call the Tianlao Imperial Army for assistance. Tian Prison and Dali Temple were next to each other. After receiving the order, the commander of the Imperial Army immediately dispatched troops to put out the fire.

Not long after the Imperial Army left, dozens of figures appeared outside the prison.

Tall, short, fat and thin, all of them looked weird.

Monk and Taoist priest, how can you see that compassion is clearly ferocious.

The gate of the Heavenly Prison is made of fine steel, and the walls are four feet thick, and even the innate masters can't open it.

"When will it open?"

"It's still half an hour away."

"Hey, hey, big-headed ghost, didn't you say that you are a fool?"

"Two big stupid bears, you are a fool!"

"A ghost in a cave, when this matter is over, I will send you to see the King of Hell."

"…"

Just as he was talking, a loud noise came from the front.

Boom!

The sky prison door collapsed in response, not because the steel door was broken, but because gunpowder blew off the doorpost from the inside.

The guards on duty in the prison looked dazed, and the Xuanjia Army had already started to form.

"kill!"

A long whistle sounded, and dozens of figures rushed into the prison door at high speed, as fast as lightning.

"Bold! Heavenly prison, the attacker Zhu Jiu..."

Before the commander of the Xuanjia Army had finished speaking, the hidden weapon of the flying needle pierced through the armor and shattered the heart.

Hundreds of Xuanjia troops mounted their war horses, and they could kill the Xisuijing realm by charging.

What's more, there was more than one top expert in the crowd of night raiders.

"Haha... Kill it!"

The short and fat man's weapons were two copper hammers, the hammer heads were the size of a human head, and they rushed into the cell and smashed them. The jailer was injured when he rubbed it, and died when he held it. In a blink of an eye, more than 20 people were buried under the hammer.

The red and white ones were covered with hammerheads, and they stuck out their tongues and licked them, killing them more and more crazy.

The chubby man came to Prison No. 1 first, and dropped his hammer, smashing the railings of the cell.

"King Cangtian, I'm here to save you!"

"Two bears in Mobei..."

The King of Heaven slowly raised his head, and under his fluffy hair was a handsome face.

"Aren't you the King of Heaven?"

The short and fat man had never seen King Cangtian, but he had heard that the leader of the Jiangnan Wulin Alliance was a wrinkled old man.

Suddenly his heart trembled, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com's eyes were full of astonishment, he said with trembling, "You are the **** of killing Li Wu!"

"You bear is not stupid yet."

Li Wu shook slightly, and the chains that bound his limbs opened on their own.

"I don't care who you are, you will die!"

The chubby man said ruthlessly, two copper hammers let go, but he turned around and ran like a pinball.

"I heard that you like watching dogs eat people. Tomorrow, the Japanese general will come looking for hounds to see how many you can feed."

Li Wu's figure flickered, and he instantly appeared behind the short and fat man. He flicked his fingers, smashing his limbs with invisible energy, and brushing gently, the innate energy sealed the acupoints all over his body.

A few masters outside the prison gate saw Li Wu as if they had seen a ghost.

"Withdraw!"

"This is a trap!"

However, it was too late. Li Wu passed by several people and collapsed to the ground.

"Li Wu, you are so cruel!"

The person who spoke had white hair and a blue Taoist robe fluttering without wind, but he was an expert in the Taoist sect who cultivated his inner qi.

Li Wu said slowly: "From today onwards, all true and lay disciples of Jiangnan Tianyi Temple and Jinguang Temple will be punished for the crime of treason!"

"Amitabha!"

The monk held a convenient shovel, and the golden air permeated out of his body, as if a diamond was alive.

"You can't escape, let's go together!"

Impermanence Ghost's hands are as black as ink, exuding a stench of poisonous gas, and shuttles through the cell like a phantom.

"Under the innate, all are ants!"

A cyan long sword suddenly appeared in Li Wu's hand. Driven by innate qi, it flexibly flipped and turned in the air, cutting the impermanent ghost into two pieces.

The Taoist monk died under the flying sword without even taking a few moves!

The remaining Jianghu masters no longer have the heart to resist, and they all discarded their weapons and knelt down to beg for mercy...