I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World Chapter 3

A martial arts strongman can really eat it.

Half a bucket of gruel, all of which went into the man's stomach.

Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said, "Master, haven't you asked for your name yet?"

The man ignored Zhouyi, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, his internal organs hummed, and his muscles, bones and muscles kept shaking.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood spit out, the man's face was as white as snow, and his breath was suddenly weak and sluggish.

Zhou Yi watched from the side, guessing that the man's exercise to heal his wounds did not seem to be ideal.

"It's so vicious and poisonous!"

The man spat out blood: "My name is Wei Chang."

"What does Daxia Wei like to eat, I'll bring some tomorrow?" Zhou Yi also brought meals to prisoners before, and the price was a hundred times higher than outside, but the money he earned was spent on nourishing soups.

Wei Chang said coldly, "Wei's whole family is in exile, but there is no money to bribe you."

"We just admire what Daxia Wei has done!"

Zhou Yi said solemnly: "I can't be so self-sacrificing with my temperament, but I might as well admire heroes. I can only send some meals, and then I should practice as a hero!"

Wei Chang closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Zhou Yi left with the rice bucket, and just stepped out of the prison door when a voice came from inside.

"Is there any wine?"

"Have!"

The next day.

Zhou Yi first settled in the front office, and then went to the kitchen to pick up the rice bucket.

There are two large and small rooms in the Tiandiao prison. The big one is to cook gruel, and the brown rice and rotten vegetables can be boiled casually, so that no one can eat it.

The small kitchen is exquisitely laid out, with various ingredients such as chicken, duck, fish, and meat. Chef Liu of Dingxianglou is in charge.

"Brother Yi, last night someone entered prison No. 9 C. He was a little temperamental, so be careful to serve him." Chef Liu handed Zhou Yi the food box prepared by himself.

Zhou Yi asked curiously, "Brother Liu, what's the origin?"

There are often special prisoners in Tianjing, or their charges are undetermined, or they are covered by family colleagues, and the small kitchen is prepared for them.

Chef Liu said in a low voice, "I heard that he was the only son of Long Xiang. He got drunk last night in Chunfenglou and had a conflict with a merchant, and he beat him to death on the spot!"

Zhou Yi wondered, "Isn't this kind of case sent to the Jingya prison?"

"It's not over yet!"

Chef Liu looked outside and saw that there was no talent to continue: "This master beat someone to death, but he was not happy. He rushed into the house with a group of servants and killed the whole family..."

Saying that, he gestured to wipe his neck.

Zhou Yi couldn't help being horrified, this Young Master Long was too arrogant, and even the Emperor dared to commit a case of breaking into a house and destroying his family.

Sensational!

Zhou Yi entered the prison with a lunch bucket, greeted Zhang Zhou and others, and went all the way to the deepest prison, No. 9 prison.

There are three types of prisons: A, B, and C in Tian Prison. Type A is for thieves and murderers, Type B is for political prisoners or literati, and Type C is for nobles and special prisoners.

Prison Bing No. 9 is the most clean and comfortable, dividing the original two cells into one room and one living room.

Zhou Yi called at the prison door, and before he entered, there was a shout.

"Who?"

The person who spoke was a strong and burly man, staring coldly at Zhou Yi's movements.

"Big brother, the youngest will deliver meals for Young Master Long." Zhou Yi respectfully handed over the food box.

There are four strong men outside the prison on Bing 9. Two guard the door of the cell, and two guard the entrance of the inner room. They are obviously responsible for protecting the safety of Young Master Long.

Hearing this, the man put down his guard, took out the silver needles from his arms, and tested the meals in the food box one by one.

"get out!"

Zhou Yi bowed and stepped back, preparing to close the prison door.

A young man came out of the room, and his clothes were disheveled, and he was holding a beautiful girl in his arms.

"Fourth, when did my father go out?"

The man who tried the poison said, "Young Master, this time is a little tricky. That person surnamed Chen turned out to be a side branch of the Duke of Qi's mansion, so he will have to stay for a while."

"What is the Duke's Mansion of the State of Qi, this Fengyang State is my father..."

The prison door was tightly closed, and the voice behind him could not be heard clearly.

Zhou Yi carried the buckets to deliver meals to the prisoners one by one, and finally went to No. 13 prison, observed that there was no one left or right, and wiped the porcelain vases from his arms.

"Wei Daxia, this is the famous Pear Flower White in Shenjing, a 20-year-old spirit!"

Opening the cork, a strong fragrance of pear blossoms wafts out.

Wei Chang was still hanging upside down, his arms and legs were bound with chains and chains, and even his neck was cuffed with iron rings.

"Master, try it."

Zhou Yi carefully poured the wine into Wei Chang's mouth.

Wei Chang's throat twitched, and a mass of fire burned down the throat all the way to his stomach. It really was a good wine.

"Eat another mouthful of meat."

Zhou Yi took out the roast chicken from his arms again, tore off the meat and handed it to his mouth.

Wei Chang lost his teeth, so it was difficult to chew it, so he swallowed the chicken whole in a few mouthfuls.

"drink wine!"

Then Zhou Yi took a sip of wine, a mouthful of meat, a pot of pear blossom white and a roast chicken, all of which went into Wei Chang's belly.

"Happy!"

Wei Chang heaved a sigh of relief: "As expected of the fine wine in Shenjing, Yuzhou is far less than the poor place."

Zhou Yi said, "This Pear Blossom White is just one of them. There are also Qionghua Brewing, Zhaodianhong, Yuluchun, etc. Bring a bottle every day to ensure that the heroes can taste the best wines in Beijing!"

Wei Chang said in a cold voice, "There is never any advantage in the world for nothing. Do you like Wei's kung fu?"

Zhou Yi's face showed joy, but he didn't hide it.

"Master Wei, I do have this selfish intention to invite you to drink and eat meat."

Zhou Yi had already inquired after the drop yesterday, and there are many martial arts gyms in Shenjing that teach ordinary body forging exercises.

Tuition fees range from 10 to 100 taels. In the future, you will have to buy nourishing decoctions. If you want to learn something, you need to spend less than a few thousand taels.

To learn more advanced body forging methods, you must be a teacher and become a disciple of the martial arts hall.

In this day and age, apprenticeship is not an empty name. One day is a teacher and a lifelong father. When there is something to do, the disciples do a lot of hard work. Not to mention, they have to fight for the master to fight the enemy.

Son of a thousand gold, don't sit down in the hall!

Zhou Yi wanted to learn the art of protecting the Tao, but he would not give up the basics and take risks for the sake of the practice.

As for the internal qigong method, Zhou Yi inquired about several martial arts halls, and only the true masters of the halls have the opportunity to practice.

In this way, Wei Chang is very precious!

Wei Chang was only in his 30s and 40s, but he reached the first-class state and became famous in Yuzhou. One month later, Wei Chang asked to be executed, leaving no cause and effect, it was an opportunity to get the best of both worlds.

"Wei is different from the imperial court, so how could he pass on your martial arts?"

After Wei Chang finished speaking, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. He circulated his inner qi to attack the eight extraordinary meridians, trying to unlock the secret medicine of Jinyiwei.

Zhou Yi was not discouraged, he packed up the wine pot and rice bucket and exited the cell.

"Trust is not built in a day, take your time, there is time anyway."

"Even if Wei Chang is finally reluctant to teach the practice, there are other prisoners in the prison. But they are all thieves who do a lot of evil, behave arrogantly and fiercely, and they can't easily practice after teaching the practice!"

Since then.

Zhou Yi's daily routine is very regular, sleeping, ordering Mao, delivering meals, drinking with Wei Chang, sleeping, ordering Mao...

In just over half a month, Zhou Yi found that he was already familiar with the life of Fengyang Kingdom.

Originally thought that life would be boring and boring without mobile phones, games, movies and other entertainment, but when I went to this checklist with my colleagues, a new world was opened up.

The ladies and sisters are knowledgeable and enthusiastic, making Zhou Yi linger.

today.

Zhou Yi had delivered meals and came to Weichang's cell to drink.

"Master, it's only been ten years since Qiu Lunong, my little brother is in a hurry these days!"

Wei Chang glanced at it and said contemptuously, "Is all the money thrown into the brothel?"

Zhou Yi touched his face and said, "Is it so obvious?"

Wei Chang said, "Your face is red and your ears are red, and it is a sign that your essence will not be released!"

Zhou Yi said in surprise: "The hero still understands medical theory?"

"Medical and martial arts have never been separated! Fortunately, you still know restraint and keep Yuanyang, otherwise you will get twice the result with half the effort." Wei Chang's voice was also a little surprised. He never thought that Zhou Yi would be able to hold back.

Zhou Yi naturally understands the truth of youth, and asked curiously: "According to what the heroes said, those martial arts masters didn't break their precepts when they were young?"

Wei Chang said leisurely: "In the martial arts, there is no lack of secret methods to lock the essence and strengthen the Yang..."

Zhou Yi looked solemn and bowed in salute.

"Master, please teach me!"

Chapter end

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