Burning Incense In Prison: Mistaken For A Fortune Teller

"Soul-nourishing lotus."

Zhao Yi told the origin of the seed: "A magical medicine that can strengthen the soul is difficult to find even in the universe. Only those who have the foundation to cultivate it in holy places and divine religions, and whose status is extremely noble are qualified to take it!"

He felt more and more that the earth was not simple. Could it be that the owner of the tomb was really Jiang Ziya? Otherwise, why would the burial objects be a divine whip and twenty or thirty soul-nurturing lotus seeds?

The reason why the Night Watch Department failed to make it break out of its shell and germinate was because it was left for too long. It has fallen into the deepest level of slumber for thousands of years, and it needs to be slowly nourished with soul power to wake it up.

"Where is that big tomb? I also want to get a share of it."

Zhao Yi licked his tongue excitedly and put away the small bag with burning eyes. He suspected that the tomb had not been fully developed yet. There must be many areas that were unknown, otherwise he would not have been able to get the idea to activate the magic whip.

As if he had thought of something, Zhao Yi took out the jade purification bottle and released the paper mannequin of Ning Qian, the previous leader of the Soul-Calling Sect.

Ning Qian was carved with a body-fixing talisman by Zhao Yi. He couldn't move his eyes and was trapped in a jade bottle. Now he finally saw the light of day. He could tell by looking at the surroundings that he had left the town. He said indifferently: "I'm just a body." I am a clone, and I am still the previous sect leader. Even if you imprison me, it will be of little value. "

"I can't even hope to get the inheritance of the Zhizharen. Even if I die without a burial place, I will not let it out."

He looks like he is not stingy, and he is not afraid of boiling water.

The ghost bride Yan Zhouyi floating next to her looked at Ning Qian with deep hatred in her eyes. Her already delicate red wedding dress was even more eye-catching. There was blood slowly dripping from under her embroidered shoes. The temperature in the living room was about to drop. Tens of degrees below zero!

"It doesn't matter."

Zhao Yi's words made Yan Zhouyi return to normal. He looked at Ning Qian like a fool: "Do you really think you can fool him?"

"Although the forbidden secret technique you have cultivated has been divided into three independent entities, it can be re-integrated when it reaches its peak. At that time, the strength will usher in an unprecedented surge, and you may be able to gain a glimpse of the earth master's door in one fell swoop."

"The current leader of the Soul Capture Sect is no more than you. He supports you and acts as a puppet, so how could the other two just give up? Using you as bait, they will definitely be able to lure them over."

Ning Qian's face made of paper gradually showed a look of horror. This forbidden secret technique has never been revealed to others. How did he learn about it!

"and...."

Zhao Yi picked up a piece of pink cardboard on the table and simply folded it into the size of a palm, in the shape of Peppa Pig in the cartoon, and covered Ning Qian's head with his hand: "Do you think it's the treasure's inheritance?" , in my eyes, no different from trash cans.”

Ning Qian's soul was pulled out of the paper man, then forced into the pink hair dryer, and a confinement talisman was carved so that it could not get out.

When Ning Qian got used to his new body, he immediately let out a sharp explosion. He never expected such a result, and jumped up from the table: "I'm going to kill you... I'm going to kill you." ..I am going to kill you!"

He has lived for one hundred, thirty or forty years, and has established a great reputation in the Republic of China. Being treated like this now is even worse than killing him!

Zhao Yi had blocked all his strength and allowed him to jump on the table. He flew to the corner with a snap of his fingers and fell into the trash can with precision: "Just wait patiently, or else I'll put him in toilet paper and put him in jail." A public toilet, guess what the prisoners will do with you?”

Ning Qian didn't dare to speak. Is this a method that a human can come up with? Zhao Yi is a real devil: "What on earth do you want to do? You can only kill people with a nod, so why treat you like this?"

I can't figure out the meaning of Zhao Yi's actions. If he has a grudge, he can just kill him and be done with it. It can't be a unique bad taste.

"You asked a very important question."

Zhao Yi pulled Ning Qian over from the air with a smile: "I don't know if you have heard of it, but there is a formation called Taishang Bagua furnace. It seems to be a whole, but it is divided into two furnaces, Yin and Yang."

"Put you in the Yin furnace, and I in the Yang furnace. Using the Yin veins at the bottom as firewood and my true spirit as the eye of the formation, I can seize your creation and become my nourishment!"

The Taishang Bagua Furnace Array is extraordinary. The full version can burn a star field and use trillions of innocent creatures to create the future of a genius!

Although it is impossible to arrange it in Daxia, relying on the Xiaoqing Ming Formation and the Yin Veins at the bottom of the prison, it is still possible to arrange a simplified version.

When the time comes, a special cell will be built to accommodate cultivators on the dark side of the Taishang Bagua Furnace. The office building where Zhao Yi is located will be located on the sunny side. Using his own golden flame true spirit as the eye of the formation, he can capture those thugs who have committed heinous crimes. , arrest them all into the cell, and seize their creations for your own use. The speed of cultivation will be terrifyingly fast!

Anyway, Zhao Yi has the identity of a night watchman, and it is reasonable and legal to attack those criminals. As long as there is conclusive evidence, there will be rewards for killing him.

Ning Qian looked at Zhao Yi in shock, then fell into madness, unwilling to accept this cruel truth.

"Just be patient, this is your fate."

Zhao Yi then carved a forbidden talisman for Peppa Pig, who housed one-third of Ning Qian's soul, picked up a rope and tied it, and hung it around his waist as a keychain.

After all, it has lived for more than a hundred years, so it is safer to carry it with you.

"Zhou Yi, you stay in prison. There is a Yin channel at the bottom. I will open a practice place for you and let your practice speed go up to the next level!"

The rooftop of the office building is Zhao Yi's main training place. Nearly 90% of the yin energy in the entire prison is used by him. It is not difficult to open up another training place for Yan Zhouyi, but the effect is far different.

"kindness."

Yan Zhouyi nodded slightly. He could sense the Yin Qi here. If he practiced here, he would be dozens of times faster than the outside world!

But Zhao Yi has more important things to do now.

Summoning the red wings, he flew towards the Fulong Mountains.

It will take more than ten minutes to fly at full speed. With the recovery of the dragon veins of Fulong Mountain, several nearby mountains are also full of life. The vegetation on the surface is tall and lush, with a tendency to connect into one. When Zhao Yi looks down from a high altitude, it really looks like a winding mountain. The winding dragon.

After landing smoothly on the top of Fulong Mountain, the two kittens Hei Ri and Bai Yao smelled their master's scent and ran over excitedly.

They stood upright, estimated to be two meters long, and their breath was very strong, like two little tigers, lying down affectionately and rubbing Zhao Yi's trousers, expressing their longing for not seeing each other for many days.

"Where does the smell of smoke come from?"

Zhao Yi frowned lightly, and there was murderous intent in his eyes: "Damn Yan Chenzi, if you dare to smoke in Fulong Mountain, I will clean up the house!"

His five senses are so horribly sharp that he can smell the faint smell of smoke even if he is far away, no more than ten kilometers away.

But he soon knew that he missed Yan Chenzi.

Yan Chenzi was practicing hard, rebuilding the skills taught by Zhao Yi, and his white hair turned black. When he saw Zhao Yi approaching, he got up and smiled flatteringly: "Master Zhao, you are here!"

"Is it you?"

Zhao Yi seemed to realize something. He came to an old tea tree and saw Tai Sui lying underneath. He was stretching out white tentacles and puffing out five or six hand-rolled cigarettes at the same time.