Chapter 1: longevity fruit

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Soap towel.

Tibetan blue bunt.

Black trousers.

There is a big white circle on the chest with the word "prison" written on it.

Zhou Yi looked at this outfit, still unwilling to believe it, he woke up and became a jailer of Fengyang Guotian Prison.

Last night, I ate hot pot, hugged my sister, sang love songs, and suddenly passed through!

The dark and gloomy cell, the strong stench, and the shadow of the prisoner curled up behind the iron fence made a faint humming sound.

Everyone reminded Zhou Yi that this was not a dream.

"I haven't crossed the first nine or ninety-six, and it is still nine and ninety-six. This is not a white time!"

Zhou Yi rubbed his temples to relieve the severe pain caused by the memory shock, and already understood his origins in general.

He shared the same name and surname. His father was a jailer of the Heavenly Prison. He unfortunately contracted a cold and died last year. His mother died of depression within a few months.

The jailer's household registration has been passed down from generation to generation. According to the custom, Zhou Yi was recruited into the heaven prison. Because he was born weak and sick, and he had no martial arts cultivation, he could only be responsible for delivering meals to the prisoners.

Tian Prison is directly under the control of the anti-imperial court. It holds political prisoners and serious criminals. The overall number of prisoners is small, and the work is easy.

Zhou Yi stretched his muscles and bones, and just a few simple broadcast gymnastics movements caused a series of coughing sounds and severe pain and convulsions in his chest.

"Cough, cough! This body is too bad, no wonder it disappeared at a young age..."

Zhou Yi was suddenly frightened. He remembered that he was a premature baby and was naturally frail and sick. He had already used up all the money in his family.

As a result, no matter how many nourishing decoctions you drink, you still cannot cure congenital defects!

"This is the beginning of my death!"

Zhou Yi checked his memory carefully, his heart froze completely.

The jailer of Tianjing seems to be a low-ranking and low-ranking business. Because the prisoners in custody are extraordinary, it can be said that they are rich in oil and water.

Zhou's father served in prison for more than 20 years. Not only did he buy a house in Shenjing, but he also invited the imperial doctor in the palace to personally prescribe medicine for Zhou Yi's diagnosis and treatment, but the result was still empty.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi had only the last resort, summoning up the courage to shout softly.

"system!"

no response.

"Goldfinger?"

"Grandpa?"

"System Dad?"

Zhou Yi called out a few times with kindness, but there was still no response or ding.

Suddenly.

The golden light in Zhou Yi's mind shined brightly, manifesting a round golden elixir.

"What is this?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yi's eyes appeared scene after scene, spectacular, gorgeous, terrifying, and terrifying!

The giant beast galloped wildly in the wilderness, spitting out flames all over the sky.

The Palace of White Bone was built on a high mountain of several thousand feet, and a figure resembling a ghost controlled the billowing cloud of demons.

The monster with the head of a wolf and the body of a snake calls the wind and the rain, and the alien with wings and wings rides the thunder.

Tian Qiong slowly opened his golden eyes, staring coldly and ruthlessly at the mortal world. Countless purple divine thunders fell, and ashes vanished in a radius of thousands of miles.

The immortal steered the flying sword and ripped open the void with one blow.

The devil's head sat cross-legged in the blood pool, and the skull and bones floated up and down.

The Giant God of Baizhang, the Nine Dragons Chariot, the White Tiger Roaring to the Sky, the Mysterious Tortoise Covering the Sea…

The vast fairy sound buzzed, and the hazy picture slowly receded.

at this time.

The golden core in his mind has already restrained the divine light, just like the golden beads seen in ordinary life, slowly floating and spinning in the spirit, and a ray of information was transmitted to the spirit of Zhou Yi.

The fruit of longevity!

"Dao Guo!"

"This is not the game I played in my previous life. I cultivated to the highest level and obtained the longevity fruit?"

Before Zhou Yi Traversal, he was addicted to a simulation game of immortality. After working hard day and night for half a year, he finally reached the full level. After passing the Nine Heavens Tribulation, he could choose Dao Fruit.

Since Zhou Yi was a leopard head with zero charge, in the end he had no choice but the only free longevity fruit.

[Dao Fruit: Longevity

Attributes: No growth after adulthood, endless life and immortality. 】

Free Dao Fruit, without any additional values ​​or attributes!

"So my cheat is the game! Load the game? Open the game? Game panel? Digyu Studio?"

Zhou Yi tried to call a few more times, making sure that he did not bring other game attributes, so he could only helplessly shrug.

"So, I'm going to live forever?"

"Unfortunately, immortality is not immortality, it just doesn't grow old, life is endless, you can still get injured, get sick, have various accidents, and be killed."

Zhou Yi moved his arms and legs and found that his weakness and pain had disappeared, his breathing was long and even, and his limbs were strong and strong.

"The congenital deficiency has disappeared, it should be affected by the longevity dao fruit."

"If I had known that I would travel through time, I should have filled ten 648s, and produced the best Dao Fruit talents! However, although other Dao Fruits have increased talents and attributes, they alone do not have immortality..."

Zhou Yi thought about it for a moment, and found that reality is different from the game, and the Longevity Fruit is the best choice.

Due to the limitation of life essence in reality, and possessing other advanced attributes and innate dao fruits, one still needs to continue to practice for immortality, and fighting is inevitable during this period.

The soldiers are fierce and dangerous, and they will die!

On the other hand, if you have the fruit of the longevity, you only need to be careful and avoid grudges, and practice steadily and steadily. After tens of thousands of years, you can become an immortal and an ancestor.

Zhou Yi recalled the terrifying scenes in the world of immortality, moving mountains and reclaiming seas was only common, and tearing apart the void was a breeze.

Even with the help of high-level Dao Fruit, I don't know how much life and death struggle I have to go through to cultivate to longevity.

Immortals, Buddhas, Gods and Demons are not good seniors. Once they discover that Zhou Yi's cultivation speed is extraordinary, or some people whose life essence is about to expire, they need Tianjiao Cauldron!

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Dao fruit is the ultimate goal of cultivating immortals, and there is no corresponding way of protecting Dao, such as children holding gold in the busy market.

"How can I, Zhou Yi, be a brave and ruthless person?"

Zhou Yi made up his mind, quietly go to the world to be invincible, and then go to the outside world at ease.

Tianlao is really a good place. From a geographical point of view, it is located in Ningdefang, the capital, with the gate of the capital to the west, Dali Temple to the east, and only two markets away from the imperial palace.

Thousands of imperial troops are heavily guarded, and they can leave the city at any time to run away. It is simply the safest place in Fengyang.

Even in the event of a drastic change of dynasties, people attacked the imperial palace, and the emperor of the new dynasty would not release the felons to harm his own people.

Enjoy the emperor-level defense without being trapped in the palace.

"Perfect! Set a small goal first, and live him for hundreds of years in the prison!"

Zhou Yi carried the rice bucket and came to the door of each cell, scooping a spoonful of gruel that had been boiled for some unknown reason.

Hearing the sound, the prisoner got up from the straw mat, and with his dark hands he took out the thick porcelain bowl. There were only a few grains of brown rice and a few rotten vegetable leaves, and the bowl was overturned with a clatter.

"This official is the servant of the Ministry of Rites, how dare you let me eat such pig food?"

This is a newcomer, and he has not left the pride of his original identity!

The prisoner next to him is very sensible: "Little brother, take another spoonful, I can't eat enough!"

Based on the humanitarian principle, Zhou Yi looked at the cell number plate, took a spoon of thick porridge from the bottom of the bucket and gave it to the prisoner, and reminded him.

"It's almost the end of the month, remember to ask your family to send money for meals."

"It's been another month!"

The prisoner sighed, picked up his rice bowl and ate a clean meal, burped, and went back to the straw mat to meditate

Chapter 2: Feihong Swordsman

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There is no daylight in Tian Prison all the year round, only the aisles are lit with oil lamps.

Dark and gloomy, it is difficult to distinguish day and night.

When the prisoner came in, he still scratched and recorded on the wall. It took too long, or he painted all the walls, and he no longer had the energy to count his days.

After all, too few have walked out of the Heavenly Prison alive!

Zhou Yi remembered the prisoner who was meditating. His surname was Su, and his surname was said to have been a writer in the south of the Yangtze River.

Because he wrote a poem that went against the present day, Jin Yiwei was attracted to investigate, and somehow he found evidence of torture to death of a domestic servant, and he was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison according to the law.

There are family members who give us money, so we can drink more porridge every meal!

Perhaps one day, when the new emperor ascends the throne and amnesties the world, this one will be released.

"No wonder you're in such a good mood!"

Zhou Yi finished distributing the gruel, and walked out along the cell.

The sound goes from far to near.

At first, it was noisy and chopping, and then it turned into a big and small shouting, listening to the voice, it was playing with money.

It has been 300 years since Fengyang was founded, and there are many common faults that the dynasty should have.

The rules of Tianlao were not as strict as those of the Taizu. Otherwise, Zhou Yi would not be able to recruit him.

There are thousands of prison guards, most of them are empty pay and no one, and a few captains who come to be on duty drink and play money for fun every day.

Comparing Zhou Yi with the laws in the history books and the current situation in Fengyang, there is a high probability that the dynasty will be changed.

"Little Yizi has finished delivering the meal? Come and play a couple of games!" Zhang Zhou's voice almost woke Zhou Yi from his emotions.

I saw that Zhang Zhou kept blowing air on his opponent's heart, which seemed to increase the domino points.

Zhang Zhou was a clerk who was sent to the prison and was not in the mainstream. He happened to be Zhou Yi's direct boss and had a good relationship with his deceased father Zhou.

Zhou Yi shook his head. First, he was cautious and not good at gambling, and second, he had no money.

The predecessor bought medicine to nourish the body every day, and spent all the money in the family, but it was still useless, and the soul from Blue Star took over the body.

Standing behind Zhang Zhou and watching for a while, it was similar to the way of playing Pai Gow.

Boring, boring!

Zhou Yi calmed down and thought about how to practice in the future.

Even if you have the fruit of longevity, you can't give up on cultivating immortals. In case one day you encounter demons and demons robbing people, or immortals fight and destroy a city.

Natural and man-made disasters cannot be avoided just by being cautious.

Longevity is the fruit of the Tao, and cultivating immortals is the art of protecting the Tao!

"I never heard of the method of cultivating immortals in my predecessor's memory, and I didn't even know about immortals. I only heard that martial arts are divided into internal energy and body forging. For details, I have to go to the martial arts hall to find out."

Cultivation of immortals is for the sake of longevity. Zhou Yi has obtained the fruit of the Tao, but he will not abandon his roots and chase the end, and go on adventures to seek immortals.

Therefore, for the time being, we can only choose martial arts!

"Would you like to make a lot of money first and improve your life? If you can't get soap and cement, you can also start a greenhouse to treat ice with saltpeter..."

"Or plagiarize some poems and songs. With fame, you will have money..."

"It's not good anymore..."

"Forget it for the time being, there is a yard in Shenjing now, and Tianjing is in charge of meals, so don't make any extras because of some money."

Zhou Yi didn't believe in the ancient business environment. In a purely official-based society, there was no foundation but a lot of money, and Chunchun was a pig to be slaughtered.

At this time.

A scribe came outside and said something in the ear of Captain Niu.

Colonel is the official post of Tian Prison. From the ninth grade, he is in charge of ten guards and ten guards.

Niu Su can rule over a hundred people according to the law. Nowadays, there are too many people in Tianjiu, and there are only twenty or thirty guards under his command, and they are often irregular.

"Brothers, come and live."

Niu Su threw the dominoes on the table and said, "Master Lei ordered that the thief who was locked in a few days ago must be interrogated today, so as not to delay the execution."

Master Lei is called Lei Hu, and he is the chief of the prison.

"I'll come, I'll come!"

Zhang Zhou's eyes were a little red, and the lamp shadow swayed, like a ghost.

"I'm in bad hands today, I lost everything, I have to let this guy out!"

Talking room.

A dozen or so people walked towards the torture room.

Zhou Yi hesitated, then followed.

The thief was in room A and 12, and he opened the cell door. Inside was a man hanging upside down. His face was bloodied and he couldn't see his face clearly.

Zhou Yi followed behind the crowd, perhaps because he had seen more of it in his memory. Seeing the man's miserable appearance, he did not feel any nausea and vomiting.

Zhang Zhou splashed the water to wake the man up, without questioning him, he just whipped the whip and whipped it hard.

Clap clap clap!

With a sound, there was an extra bloodstain on the man's body.

The whip was stained with salt water, which irritated the wound, and the man screamed in pain.

Zhou Yi only saw clearly at this time, the man's mouth is full of teeth, and his tongue is half broken. How can he confess his guilt?

Captain Niu sat on the Taishi chair, sipping tea slowly, and speaking in a low voice to the clerk in charge of recording.

A dozen people around watched the man suffer, either with a cheerful expression, or indifferently, or betting that the prisoner could hold on for a few rounds.

After a long time.

Zhang Zhou was tired from whipping the whip, so he picked up the red hot iron and pressed it on the man at will.

Zizizi!

A stench of zijiao came out, and the man was already dying, only the instinctive humming was left.

Captain Niu stopped Zhang Zhou from continuing his torture: "Don't kill anyone!"

The clerk had finished writing the interrogation process. He picked up the man's palm and left a clear **** handprint on the confession without needing to dip it in cinnabar.

The iron evidence is like a mountain, confession!

Zhou Yi asked the guard next to him in a low voice, "Uncle Ye, what crime did this man commit? He doesn't look like an official."

"This thief is a jerk. His nickname is Feihong Swordsman or something."

"Half a year ago there was a drought in Yuzhou, and many people starved to death. This fellow attacked the granary and killed more than a dozen grain merchants, even the county magistrate cut off his head."

Ye Laoqi said, "Jin Yiwei has been following him for half a year, and he finally caught it, beheading him directly!"

Green forest hero!

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The man opened the warehouse to put food and saved countless lives!

Niu Xiaowei took the confession and read it, then nodded slightly: "Bai Lian Sect rebels, gather crowds to make troubles, kill officials and conspire! Remember to feed him a good life, and ask him to be executed in a month, at least to live."

Zhang Zhou said, "Don't worry, my lord, Xiao Yizi is safe."

"Sir, would you like to feed something good?"

Zhou Yi bowed to take orders, seeing the man's miserable appearance, he was tortured so much that he didn't look like a human being, and he didn't seem to be able to survive a month with gruel.

Captain Niu waved his hand: "No need to trouble, this thief has tempered his internal organs and is a first-class expert in the arena, but he is not so easy to die."

Sure enough.

In the evening, Zhou Yi came over with a rice bucket. The man had recovered his energy and his eyes were round.

The black and purple burns on his face, and the blood-red welts on his body, not only did he not look weak, but he had a fierce aura.

Zhou Yi did not dare to approach, so he poured a spoonful of gruel into the man's mouth, but the other man struggled with his mouth tightly closed, and accidentally poured it into his nostrils.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The man coughed continuously.

"Master, we are just a mere yamen, don't be embarrassed."

"State...dog...stick!"

The man's tongue was cut in half, and he couldn't speak clearly.

Zhou Yi put down his rice bucket and went outside to have a look. The left and right cells were empty, and the guards went to draw cards.

Returning to the man, he clasped his fists and saluted.

"The hero spared no expense to help the victims, and I admire him greatly. Now that he is imprisoned, he should not give up on himself. Even if he is on the guillotine, he can still have the strength to scold the court!"

Hearing the words, the man was silent for a long time and slowly opened his mouth.

Zhou Yi wiped the blood from the rice on the man's face, and poured the rice with a spoon carefully, so as not to pour it into his nose.

Chapter 3: Destroy the gangster

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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!"

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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!"