Burning Incense In Prison: Mistaken For A Fortune Teller

Zhao Yi also opened his eyes and examined the cluster of beating flames.

"True spirit?"

He thought secretly in his heart.

According to the oral tradition of the ancients, the true spirit exists in the vast universe. It is a subtle substance with primitive life functions that can transform all things and is the origin of all things.

Feeling the fusion of water and milk, the golden flame is like an extension of the body, and can be driven at will with thoughts.

At the moment of awakening the true spirit, Zhao Yi knew very clearly what the golden flame did.

First of all, the head is the most vulnerable part of the human body. Even if you suffer a little trauma in daily life, you are at risk of becoming a vegetative state. However, it is different after awakening the true spirit.

As long as the true spirit is immortal, even if the physical body is destroyed, it can still exist in the form of a soul!

Then the key is the quenching body.

That cluster of golden flames can be moved and reach any part of the body, and then have the effect of tempering the body!

Generally speaking, the physical body of monks is a weak point. Although there are also special exercises and magical powers for body training, people's energy is limited after all, and most people can only make a choice between the two.

Whatever is gained, something is lost.

But Zhao Yi is different.

No matter where the golden flame is driven, as long as there is sufficient supply of essence, the body can be automatically quenched twenty-four hours a day.

And as the realm becomes more and more profound, the golden flame will become stronger and stronger, advancing from tempering a certain part to tempering the entire body.

The golden flame is only the first stage of the true spirit. It will gradually evolve into the shape of a furnace, and only then can it show its true power!

Even the first stage was unbelievable. Although Taoist Shencan could not practice this sutra, he borrowed some points from it and created his own abridged version of the immortal golden body. His physical body is enough to compete for the top ten spots in the universe!

I don’t know if it was due to a psychological imbalance, but Taoist Shencan didn’t spread the Immortal Burning Sutra until his death 30,000 years later, completely disappearing into the long river of history.

"If I were moved to my second brother's place and trained for several months, Qingshui Jian would be ashamed of himself."

Zhao Yi's bad taste in stopping reminded him of Sun Wukong in Journey to the West, who was imprisoned in the Supreme Eight Diagrams Furnace and finally developed a piercing eye. If he imitated it, would he have the same effect?

Do whatever comes to your mind.

Think about it.

That cluster of golden flames settled in the right eye, and the expected pain did not come. It was more like a tourist on the verge of dying of thirst in the desert, suddenly taking a swig of the cool rain, and every cell was screaming with revelry!

Since it is one's own true spirit, how can it be in pain?

Mainly because after awakening the true spirit, Zhao Yi noticed that he had undergone earth-shaking changes!

It is estimated that an ordinary punch can break a hole in the iron door of the cell and help the six moaning inmates escape.

The handcuffs and shackles he wore were no different from toys.

He has to restrain his strength now, otherwise it will be broken.

Although there are no specific tests on the physical body, based on the manuscript documents, it is concluded that unless it hits the fatal position of the body, it is difficult for ordinary bullets to hurt him.

To be honest, there are not many pistols in the prison. There is no need to temper the body for the time being. It is better to test the eyes and see if there are any surprises.

Zhao Yi's attention was not on the true spirit, but more on the changes in the book of life and death in his mind after officially becoming a monk.

The book of life and death is still in my mind, and the simple bronze exudes vicissitudes of life, as if it has existed since ancient times.

After experimenting for a while, Zhao Yi exited with satisfaction. He glanced at the six inmates, and all their information came out. From the previous one who could only check one person at a time, now he can check ten people at the same time!

The distance has also become a lot farther. It used to be within one meter, but now it is within five meters.

And as long as true energy is injected, the range can continue to increase.

Zhao Yi vaguely felt that checking a person's past and future was not the full ability of the Book of Life and Death.

The Book of Life and Death in mythology has the power to control life and death.

Anyone who is scheduled to die, whether it is an emperor who killed millions of people in a rage, or a strange man who lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests all year round, will eventually be able to escape the fate of death.

Although Zhao Yi cannot do this now, he believes that day will not come too far!

Looking up at the night through the window, thousands of stars are like night pearls on the sky, shining brightly.

There was still some time before dawn, and Zhao Yi started practicing again, knowing in his heart that he must not let down his guard. He could practice even if he received the inheritance, and there must be many people in Great Xia.

What made him happy was that after the breakthrough, the speed of devouring death energy doubled, and one hour was comparable to a month in the past. It is estimated that it will not take long for all the death energy in Yuncheng Prison to be turned into nutrients for practice!

Until the white fish belly appeared in the east, and the strange prison guard on duty blew his whistle.

The six inmates got up, washed up, and went downstairs to run around in the square. Zhao Yi slowly got up, but when the unfamiliar prison guard on duty checked, he just took a brief look and went to do other things.

After cheating on the specially made handcuffs and shackles, Zhao Yi seemed to have become a free man, as long as he did not leave the building. Even when he went to the duty room to drink tea, he found that the prison guard on duty had already refilled the incense.

"Fun, fun, fun."

After saying this three times, Zhao Yi went back to his cell and went to sleep.

When it was time to have lunch, the strange prison guard also brought a lunch box, which was also the standard two meat and three vegetables.

After slowly finishing the luxurious prisoner meal, Zhao Yi came to the duty room to drink tea. The unfamiliar prison guard on duty sat aside and worked. He hadn't said a word since the morning, only glanced over from the corner of his eye intentionally or unintentionally.

"Squeak...yeah."

The door to the duty room was pushed open. Hu Xiaokang, who had been transferred, came back, but his expression was very serious. He asked his colleagues in the office to go out first. After a while, another man with a big belly came in without wearing a uniform. .

He looks like he's in his forties or fifties with a big belly, and most of his hair on his temples is gray. Maybe it's because he works in the office every day, so his belly is so big that it looks like he has a swimming ring on it.

Hu Xiaokang stood behind the potbelly without saying a word.

The pot-bellied man looked at Zhao Yi, whose expression had not changed at all, and the steaming tea in front of him, and believed a little more what Hu Xiaokang said.

He simply sat across from him and didn't drink hot tea.

After all, a death row prisoner poured the tea. He didn't dare to bet on whether the other party was poisoned. He asked with a smile in his eyes: "Do you know who I am... How dare you sit like this."

Zhao Yi looked at the potbelly calmly: "It doesn't matter whether I know who you are. What's important is that I know what you want, Deputy Warden Li."

After Hu Xiaokang was transferred, the reason why he could still receive this treatment was because of the instructions from the person in front of him.

The smile in Li Botao's eyes froze, and he looked at the burning incense in the corner: "Can you... do it?"

"Can."

After hearing this answer, Li Botao suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and asked tentatively: "What do you need me to do? I won't be able to get out of prison. Your case has too much impact, and the superiors are still paying attention to it."

"Nothing needs to be done."

Zhao Yi's words were a reassurance: "I promised Hu Xiaokang that I would take action for him for free, and I would treat it as a thank you for the past few days."

Hu Xiaokang, who was standing behind, was so moved that he almost cried when he heard what Zhao Yi said.