“What price do I have to pay?”

Yan Wu's voice was extremely low, and he was sure that the old monster in the dark could hear it.

The young owner of Shenquan Villa once saw a master who reached the highest level of martial arts. The sound of mosquitoes and flies can be heard in ten feet in a circle.

"You are very good, there is no free lunch in the world."

Zhou Yi secretly raised Yan Wu's evaluation and said slowly: "I need you to join the Jinyiwei, do your best to climb up, and become a Thousand Household Officer!"

The thousand households of the Jinyiwei are in charge of the intelligence of a government, and their official positions are not as good as those of the governor, but their power is not much worse.

"Senior wants to control the court?"

Yan Wu guessed that the old monster's mind could save his life and get more benefits.

When my father taught martial arts during his lifetime, he had talked about many strange stories in the world. The most common one was that the old monster had a weird temper and a perverse personality. You must be careful when interacting with him.

"What is there to be a mere court worthy of my husband's covetment? The throne is a treasure in the eyes of others, but in my husband's eyes, it's not as good as a bullshit!"

Zhou Yi's voice was a little crazy: "The only thing I want to pursue in this world is to cultivate immortality and immortality!"

Yan Wu's thoughts were heard and through every sentence and every word, he tried to portray the old monster in the dark.

Strong strength, arrogant, unintentional and powerful, short of life, hope for the illusory immortal path...

"Similar to the twilight emperor in history books!"

Yan Wu calmed down a little, thinking that he had figured out the old monster's status and asked, "I am willing to obey my predecessors, I don't know what I can get?"

After the words fell, his head was hit hard and he lost consciousness instantly.

A ball of shadow fell into prison, and Zhou Yi's palm pressed against Yan Wu's spine, and his magic power penetrated his body and ran along the meridians and muscles.

After a moment.

Yanwu woke up slowly and smelled a fishy smell, and found that her whole body was covered with greasy and sticky filth.

The limbs are strong and the meridians are unobstructed.

"Wash the essence and clear the marrow!"

Yanwu immediately used his family's internal skills, and his efficiency was about 20% faster than before. Don't underestimate the difference between the previous and the next, it is enough to transcend the natural barrier between ordinary people and geniuses.

The Shenquan Villa has been passed down for more than a hundred years. The marrow-cleaning decoction and secret techniques accumulated by five generations of people have been used since childhood. The combined effect is not as good as this time.

"Young people will join the Jinyiwei as soon as possible."

Yan Wu suppressed his original little thoughts, and the strength of the old monster in secret was so terrifying that it was difficult to figure out. He was most likely the legendary innate master.

"Very good! When you become a hundred households of Jinyiwei, you will start to explore the local strange things, strange people, and strange places, and organize them into books. I will go and pick them up."

Zhou Yi tempted: "As long as it is really related to the immortal path, you can get the secret magic skills from me. Even if it is the innate master, it is not impossible!"

"I will do my best!"

Yan Wu asked carefully: "Can you know the name of senior?"

Zhou Yi was silent for a while and said quietly.

"The King of Rotation!"

No one could think that the King of Rotary was a eunuch, and it was also impossible for him to think that he was a jailer who delivered food!

Yan Wu said respectfully: "Young Yan Wu, the younger generation of Shenquan Villa, died at the hands of the Black Cavalry. If you will be repaid in the future, you will be able to drive this life."

"Hehehehehehehe..."

The words of loyalty failed to receive praise, but instead attracted a series of strange laughter.

"I have seen many loyalty and betrayals, so I never believe in repaying my life. Only the unanimous benefits are eternal. One day you think you are strong and you can try to fight with me, but if you lose, you will die!"

"yes."

Yan Wu's heart tightened and she dared not take any temptation.

...

A Twelve Prisons.

The young Ye Xiong curled up in the corner of the cell, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and a piece of blue and purple body.

If the strong are in the prison cell, if the weak are not strong, they will be bullied to sleep on the toilet. What's more, Ye Xiong's gang is in a grudge against the strongest person in prison.

"Ahem cough cough..."

I coughed a few times, and because my lungs were severely damaged, a few drops of blood sprayed out.

At this time.

A sound that was difficult to distinguish between yin and yang sounded in Ye Xiong's ears.

"Do you want to take revenge?"

"think!"

Ye Xiong answered without hesitation and let his enemy beat him for a few more days, and he would probably die in prison.

"What are you willing to give?"

"everything!"

"Hehehehehehehe, very good..."

A mantra came into my ears, and the essence of martial arts was far from comparable to the martial arts skills of Ye Xiong's gang.

"From then on, your life belongs to me, the King of Rotation!"

Zhou Yi's voice is ethereal and difficult to tell the direction: "Little guy, that person's acupoint has been blocked, so you can try the magic of the magical skill of the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Art."

Ye Xiong looked at the only straw mat in the prison. The strong man who was originally snoring was as quiet as a dead person.

"Thank you, the King of Rotation!"

...

"Do you want to have power?"

"Do you want to be invincible in the world?"

"Do you think about the meaning of life? Do you want to really... live?"

“Yes, or not!”

The tempting voice echoed everywhere in the prison like a ghost.

The desires of people in the world are far greater than those of ordinary people. Practicing martial arts is not to strengthen the body, but to pursue wine, sex, wealth, or to be greedy for fame and power.

As opportunities come, no one will give up, even if they make a deal with the evil ghosts in hell!

...

The chess fell.

Zhou Yi will not pay attention to his follow-up, but will only give him the capital to start, and will not rush to be a nanny.

After all, there are not many other people in the prison, and there are people with deep hatred everywhere.

One group died, another group was recruited.

I will pick out three or five people who are pleasing to the eye in a year, and those with good qualifications who are good at washing the essence and marrow, and those with poor talent will never lack chess pieces.

"Scatter a wide net and catch more fish. Even if 99% of the chess pieces die, you will get a hundred times more reward after you get one."

Zhou Yi allowed the chess pieces to develop by themselves. After staying in the Jinyiwei for ten or twenty years, who would still suspect that they were someone's spies?

The strength of martial arts has increased, at least there are hundreds of households in the local area. Their tikas are all over the prefectures and counties, and no strange people or things can escape supervision.

"This plan may be rough, but when I stretched the timeline, I was invincible."

Zhou Yi understood that his biggest enemy was not immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons, but endless long loneliness.

Immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons can eventually surpass them. Loneliness will become more and more difficult to control over as time goes by.

For example, if the spiritual energy in the ordinary world is thin, the magic power grows as slowly as a snail, and if you don’t make any progress in ten or twenty years, you will definitely look forward to entering the world of immortal cultivation, but breaking in rashly is no different from sending death.

This is just the Qi Refining Realm. You can reach the peak after enduring for a few hundred years. After breaking through to a higher level, if you cannot break the bottleneck for hundreds or thousands of years, will you take the risk of fighting for opportunities?

"It is impossible to take risks. It is impossible to take risks in this life. You will only use time to temper your bottlenecks."

What Zhou Yi lacks the most is time, and his biggest enemy is also time. He must endure the long loneliness of time and the boredom of strength and speed. If he does not fight, he will not lose!

"As for how to overcome loneliness... I can only refer to the old monsters in the previous life books. The one who looks the most like me is Indra!

"The same life span is endless and the same qualifications are inferior, so I must take Indra as a warning. Don't fight for the will of your own. Don't fight for the best in the world, be low-key and be cautious in doing things."

"Even if there is a great enemy in this world, let him die and go to the grave to dance!"

Zhou Yi summarized the lessons of death of the immortals, examined myself three times a day, and repeatedly reminded yourself to keep calm and not to rogue.
Chapter completed!