I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

"What should I do next? Should I continue to stare?"

Seeing Zhou Yi's flickering expression, Lao Bai urged, scratching his ears and cheeks.

"When that guy finds the Cangtian King's cheat book, wouldn't it be easy to catch him if you and I join forces in a sneak attack? Or you might as well poison it in advance, and it would be safer to half-death!"

The congenital master is the ultimate dream of the Jianghu people, and Lao Bai, who has always been indifferent to everything, is not exempt.

The world has already spread the history of the Heavenly King, who was unknown before the age of 30. After obtaining the magic power, he achieved the innate realm within ten years.

The master of martial arts, the leader of the south of the Yangtze River, is as powerful as ever, and other beauties, gold and silver are just incidentals.

"Are you stupid?"

Zhou Yi pointed to his clothes: "I'm a jailer, so I still need to follow behind his ass."

"that's true!"

Lao Bai suddenly realized, looking at Zhou Yi who was walking towards Prison A and No. 1, he really wanted to ask what the name of the magic skill was, but he was afraid of losing one of his few friends.

...

A prison.

Empty and empty, every corner is clean.

After killing the robbers that night, Jin Yiwei thoroughly inspected the cell, and even scraped off three layers of the wall.

"Something that Jin Yiwei couldn't find, did that person just try his luck, or did he really know something?"

Zhou Yi had seen the miserable appearance of King Cangtian, most of his muscles and bones were broken, and he had to be fed even to eat, so he couldn't do without the fine steel torture frame.

Every part of the torture frame is tested with internal energy, including the shackles and iron chains, all of which are solid fine steel.

There are many masters of internal energy in Jin Yiwei, and they must have also explored it, and the King of Heaven will not hide the inheritance so simply.

"It must be a method that outsiders cannot search..."

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Zhou Yi's heart, his palm was pressed against the torture frame, and his inner energy penetrated into it according to the secret technique of sound transmission.

"Swallowing Heaven Devil Art!"

The voice of the Heavenly King suddenly rang in the ear, followed by a formula of more than 3,000 words, teaching how to swallow the inner energy of others, and use it for oneself after fusion and refinement.

Among them is the way to break through the innate realm, which is extremely simple and crude, and there is nothing mysterious about it.

Five hundred years of internal energy, once it is in motion, it can forcibly attract the vitality of the heavens and the earth, and it will naturally be promoted to innate!

Cang Tian Wang earnestly warned at the end: "The heterogeneous internal energy smelted by the Heaven Swallowing Devil Art is very strange, and the lifespan is lost by the number of five ones. If there are top masters in the family from generation to generation, they can be passed on continuously, and the wealth will continue. Don't be greedy for the innate realm..."

"No wonder Cangtian King is only in his fifties, and he is a congenital master, yet he looks old and dying!"

Zhou Yi listened to the complete exercise, and performed the secret technique of sound transmission again, and sure enough, the voice of the King of Heaven sounded again.

Careful identification, the sound behind seems to be smaller.

"That fellow must be the descendant of the Heavenly Queen, if he can't find the magic power, something will happen."

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, safety is the top priority in everything, he risked his life to get the inheritance of the clan, so he simply pushed the boat away.

peace brings money!

Back to Prison No. 6, I saw Lao Bai squatting in the corner and sighing.

"Which girl do you think of again?"

During this period of time, Zhou Yi listened most to Lao Bai flaunting his beauty, the sixth place in the Jianghu rouge list, the extraordinary female sword fairy, and the daughter of a Jiangnan family...

After listening too much, I realized that Lao Bai's entry into the prison was not to suffer, but more like a love debt!

"I'm missing friends from the past."

Lao Bai pretended to raise his hand, his eyes were affectionate and blurred, and sang the strange words and songs he heard from Zhou Yi: "Friend, friend..."

Zhou Yi interrupted Lao Bai indifferently and funny: "Stop it! Do you want to know the exercises of King Cangtian?"

"Can Lao Zhou tell me?"

Lao Bai's figure flashed, leaving several afterimages in the air, which landed in front of the prison door in an instant.

Zhou Yi said: "This exercise is called the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art, which can devour and refine the inner energy of others. The specific practice method..."

"Hiss! It really is a magic skill, no wonder the Heavenly King has been a master for ten years!"

Lao Bai took a deep breath, waved his hands and said, "It's good to know the name. You can use it to brag to others in the future. Don't tell me the content of the exercises, so you can't help but practice."

"Is it bragging with women?"

Zhou Yi looked contemptuously, but he couldn't help being envious. The Longevity Dao Fruit has no beauty effect, and his appearance is still ordinary.

"This technique also has flaws. Inhaling qi within five years will shorten one year's lifespan. If you are prematurely aging, it is difficult to reverse the state of the master of the heavenly king."

"Then you can't practice! Being strong is for a while, but being handsome is for a lifetime!"

Lao Bai pointed to his own face: "We didn't rely on being able to fight, but relying on this face, we survived many crises. That day in the county prince's mansion, hundreds of swords were pointed at, and finally the princess personally rescued the siege... ..."

"..."

Zhou Yi couldn't stand this guy's complacency, so he ran away with a bucket.

...

Another month passed in a blink of an eye.

After obtaining the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art, Zhou Yi was not in a hurry to practice, and was still secretly observing the man's movements.

This morning.

Zhou Yi came to Tianjiao and found that there were imperial guards on duty outside and Jinyi guards searched inside.

"Old Zhou, someone escaped from the prison last night. It is said that someone killed the prisoner and replaced him in disguise."

Feng Qiao said in a low voice: "Lieutenant Lu took the money from Director Xiao of the Criminal Department, and interrogated the prisoner in the middle of the night. He wanted to make him crippled and half dead. Who would have thought he was a master!"

Captain Lu broke his neck on the spot, and the prisoner rushed out of the cell and fled.

"this……"

Zhou Yi didn't know what to say for a while, and he should sympathize from the perspective of his colleagues, but it didn't seem right to torture the prisoners wantonly.

Unspoken rules are just unspoken rules, if you really think it is right, you can only say that this person's heart is broken!

"When you go back to express your condolences, please send more condolences."

Zhou Yi was not interrogated when he entered the cell, and Jin Yiwei didn't care about sending food to the prison, let alone sending him for fifteen or sixteen years.

The matter was settled in the end, the thief used the disguise technique, and he didn't even know his real face and age, so naturally he couldn't release the documents of the sea arrest.

It has always been a serious problem for the Fengyang country that strongmen in the Jianghu violated the ban.

Shenjing and Gyeonggi are already considered stable. Most of the prefectures are dominated by martial arts strongmen. The strong ones are like the heavenly kings, who have troubled the south of the Yangtze River for more than ten years.

Practicing martial arts requires a lot of money and time, and it is difficult for ordinary people to even enter the door, so they are exploited and oppressed, and they are not even qualified to be angry.

The gap between strength and weakness between warriors and ordinary people is not as great as that of immortals, but it is not enough for three or five people to resist!

"The extraordinary world, on the contrary, makes the class more solidified. People can only see the scenery above, and will not pay attention to the misery at the bottom."

Zhou Yi is not a saint with the world in his heart, and he just sighed with emotion. Then he went to Prison No. 1 and used secret techniques to investigate the punishment pillars. Sure enough, the voice of King Cangtian had completely disappeared.

"The last cause and effect in the prison is over, and the peace of the past should be restored."

Zhou Yi has been delivering meals these days, and he has secretly inquired about the prisoners in the prison, which ones have a strong internal energy, which ones will go to the execution ground, and which ones have no background in the outside world.

Others have obtained the Heaven Swallowing Devil Kungfu, they cultivate people's internal energy in a low-key manner, and aggressively swallow the masters of the rivers and lakes wantonly. The former progresses slowly and the latter is hunted down.

Whether cautious or reckless, according to the laws of the world, those who practice magic arts will never end well.

Zhou Yi is different, there are many masters in the dungeon, what needs to be done is to choose the target to devour!

After careful selection, a first-class master named Yu Sheng was selected.

Yu Sheng can be called a self-made legend of the world. He was brave and ruthless when he was young, but he robbed and robbed houses when he was an adult. The money he got was not gambling or whoring, and all of it was used for martial arts practice.

Due to his superior talent, he quickly gained a reputation in the world, known as the Blood Swordsman.

I often walk by the river without getting my shoes wet, but in the end I fell into the trap of Jin Yiwei and was thrown into the sky prison to wait for Qiu Hou to be executed.

"Early death and late death are death. Rather than beheaded in the execution ground, it is reasonable to exchange your inner energy with a meal of wine and meat, right?"

Zhou Yi's palm was attached to the prisoner's dantian, and the internal energy of the other party flowed into Zhou Yi's body along the meridians like opening a gate to release water.

The prisoner was in extreme pain, his whole body convulsed but he couldn't make a sound, until his dantian was broken and his meridians were cut off and he died.

"About seven or eight years of internal qi, and the damage in the middle is a bit severe, but there are some masters in the sky prison!"

Zhou Yi felt the internal energy in the dantian, which was more than 50% thicker.

No wonder so many people like to practice magic arts, the feeling of getting something for nothing is really refreshing!

"Two years off..."

Zhou Yi carefully sensed and found that the internal organs had slight changes, which can be said to be mature or aging.

There was no movement of the Longevity Dao Fruit for more than ten years. After a slight vibration, the aging viscera returned to their original appearance.

"It turns out that this is the correct way to open the Dao Fruit of Longevity. It is a magic and evil method that shortens the lifespan but enters the realm quickly!"

Zhou Yi muttered to himself, ignored the dead prisoner curled up in the corner, and walked slowly to the next cell.

Few prisoners in the sky prison can live to the day of execution. After death, they will be certified and no one will investigate the cause of death.

Swallowing inner energy is only the first step of magic art, after which it will take a while to refine and fuse.

Zhou Yi is not in a hurry, no matter how slow the fusion of inner qi is, it is more than a hundred times faster than practicing Gui Yuan Jue.

There is another feature of the Heaven Swallowing Devil Art that makes Zhou Yi very satisfied. The Xiantian Grandmaster basically had no bottlenecks before. He just needs to find enough sources of inner energy and spend time and energy refining and merging.

Five hundred years of internal energy, innate and self-contained!

The Guiyuan Jue and Wuhu Dali Fist that I practiced before are all righteous and dignified exercises, not to mention the speed of entry, various bottlenecks make Zhou Yi a headache.

For example, from exercising the muscles and bones to refining the viscera, Zhou Yi studied it alone, and it took a full five years to get started.

Martial arts practice, skills, talents, resources, and guidance from famous teachers are all indispensable. After all, people's lifespan is limited, and they cannot be forced to rely on time to break through the bottleneck.

"Five hundred years of energy, about eighty or ninety people are needed..."

Zhou Yi looked at the prisoners in A-zi prison like fat pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Be nice to them from now on, you can't drink slop anymore, it's a loss if you're weak and weak!"

Since then.

The inmates in A-zi prison drank the thick porridge, in which there was still minced meat, and they were very grateful to Zhou Yi.

...

The autumn of the seventh year of Hongchang.

Zhou Yi went into the kitchen to carry the rice bucket, saw that Chef Liu had prepared the food box, and ordered to send it to No. 9 Prison B.

"Which young master came in again?"

Zhou Yi is no stranger to this. He has seen many playboys in the past ten years, and coming to Tianlong is like a vacation, and some people even take pride in it.

Any young master in Shenjing who has never been to No. 9 Prison C and enjoys the special treatment of the Heavenly Prison cannot be called a top dignitary.

Chef Liu said in a low voice: "I heard that it is a branch of the Li family, what happened specifically, we dare not ask!"

The number of people surnamed Li in Shenjing is innumerable, and many of them are rich and honored. However, since Emperor Hongchang came to the throne, the only one in the capital that can be called the Li family is the Mansion of the Great General.

Li Wu people!