Zifu Change

Chapter 149 A Hundred Streaks of Winning, Killing, Standing Prestige, Gathering Skills to Regenerate Dao

I'm sorry, the previous chapter was wrong, it was Lao Yang's fault.

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I wanted to make a living by showing off my words, but I didn't expect that I couldn't even drink soup, what a acne thing.

Chapter 92 A Hundred Streaks of Winning, Killing, Standing Prestige, Gathering Skills to Regenerate the Dao Body [[-]]

The corner of Yang Yi's mouth twitched, but he didn't dare to answer. He just glanced at the skinny old man.

This person was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, his hair was gray, and his face was wrinkled. He didn't look like a master. He was just a dying old man in the mortal world.

"Chang Shu, you do this every time, and you don't feel too tired. A good chamber of commerce president should not be the president, but a beggar. Who is superior and who is inferior, outsiders will naturally know at a glance!"

After the bloody battle king finished speaking, he looked at Chang Shu with contempt on his face.

It's a pity that Chang Shuo's face was full of intoxication, as if he didn't hear the words of the bloody battle king.

After a long time, Chang Shua opened his eyes, snorted coldly at the Bloody Battle King, and then picked up the teapot and poured it for him and Yang Yi, except that it was not poured for the Bloody Battle King, obviously on purpose.

Chang Shu put down the teapot, still muttering non-stop: "It's such a wonderful thing, let a brute like you drink it, but it's a waste of treasure, and I'm not afraid of thunder!"

There was also a hint of sarcasm on the face of the bloody battle king, and he picked up the teacup and drank it.

When the two compare each other, they will be judged.

Yang Yi was in the middle, but he didn't dare to intervene indiscriminately, he just savored the tea in the cup silently.

Afterwards, the pavilion was quiet, only the fragrance of tea wafted out, but countless fish and shrimps gathered under the pavilion.

After the pot of tea was finished, Chang Shuo and the others set their eyes on him.

"Boy, both of us are here. You are the No.30 seven-hundred-year-winner. You can make a request with any of us. As long as it is not too much, we will naturally help you once. I don’t know. Which one do you choose?"

After Chang Shu finished speaking, his demeanor became more upright, and he looked like an expert, but unfortunately, the outfit was unbelievable.

Yang Yi stared at him for a moment, then looked at the Bloody Battle King, but he didn't know how to choose.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, but he had made a decision.

"Seniors, I think you already know my identity. If that's the case, I don't ask for anything else. I want to know who is the person pretending to be me?"

As soon as this remark came out, the two of them were taken aback for a moment, and then there was a flash of surprise in their eyes.

"Boy, are you sure you're asking about this?"

"That's right, that's it!"

He also hated those who pretended to be him, and wanted to know who was pretending to be him.

If it weren't for his strength, there would be no chance of appearing here at this moment.

Thinking of this, he also nodded firmly.

Chang Shuo nodded slightly, then took out a communication bead and started to transmit the sound.

After a while, he opened his mouth and said: "The person pretending to be you is in Canglan Immortal Palace!"

"What's that place?"

"The Canglan Immortal Palace is the inheritance immortal palace left by the Canglan Immortal Venerable when he ascended to the God Realm. It is opened every 3000 years, and it has been opened more than 30 times so far. Unfortunately, no one has inherited this immortal palace. With the life savings of Immortal Canglan, ordinary people can get it, not to mention ascension to the God Realm, but it is still guaranteed to reach the Immortal Emperor through cultivation!"

"I don't know where Canglan Immortal Palace is?"

"Chaotic star field!"

Yang Yi was overjoyed when he heard that, "I don't know how long it will take for the Canglan Immortal Palace to open next time?"

"Eight years!"

"Thank you senior for letting me know!" Yang Yi clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flickering with murderous intent, wishing that Canglan Immortal Palace would open immediately.

The Great Dao is a great man, one drink and one peck, but it is a fixed number.

The person who pretended to be him had to let him leave his hometown and come to the extremely chaotic chaotic star field, but it also gave him this opportunity to find the real murderer.

It can be said that there is a definite number under the way of heaven.

Seeing his appearance, the bloody battle kings also shook their heads slightly. Perhaps in their eyes, this matter was not worth mentioning. Yang Yi gave up such an opportunity just to find someone pretending to be him, but it was putting the cart before the horse.

Different heights have different angles of thinking about things. Standing at the height of the bloody battle king and others, what they consider is their interests, how to give them further opportunities, and their grievances are secondary.

"Since the matter has been resolved, this junior will leave."

The two looked at each other, nodded slightly, and saw the Blood War Dynasty pointing out the void in front of him. Suddenly, there was a space portal in front of Yang Yi.

"This is?" Yang Yi also had a little doubt on his face.

"Boy, don't worry, the place where we are now is this guy's magic weapon, you can rest assured!"

Yang Yiwenzhi nodded, clasped his fists at the two of them, and stepped into the space portal.

brush!
As soon as the space changed, he realized that he had actually appeared in the hall of the Vientiane Chamber of Commerce, and he had a new understanding of the strength of the bloody battle king in his heart.

The battle of Blood Battle Terrace made Yang Yi's name spread.

After seeing him, the people around him saw nothing but awe in their eyes, but they could no longer see the greed they had before.

The people from the Vientiane Chamber of Commerce also spotted him, and hurriedly sent out a shopkeeper to greet him.

Leaning slightly, Yang Yi followed the shopkeeper of the Vientiane Chamber of Commerce to a box.

After the shopkeeper complimented him a few words, he took out a storage ring and handed it to him, "Yang Daoyou, please check first, there are 100 million top-grade spirit stones in the ring, and 500 million top-grade spirit stones!"

Yang Yi took the storage ring without checking it, and put it away, obviously trusting the Vientiane Chamber of Commerce.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper's smile became brighter and brighter.

"Fellow daoist, according to the rules of the bloody battle platform, our chamber of commerce still owes fellow daoist a top-quality spiritual weapon. I don't know what type you need?"

Yang Yi's heart moved, and he asked subconsciously: "Shopkeeper, I wonder if this spirit weapon can be replaced with something else?"

"Yes, fellow daoist is a distinguished guest of our chamber of commerce, so he can naturally enjoy some convenience. I wonder what you want to replace?"

"Cultivation skills, special skills, these skills can be low-level skills, but they must be of that special kind, and the more skills the better, if the spirit weapon is not enough to replace, I can compensate some other treasures! "

The shopkeeper was taken aback when he heard his words, and immediately said excitedly: "Fellow Daoist, are you serious?"

"A gentleman speaks quickly, and I, Yang, take what I say to be true!"

"Please rest for a while, fellow daoist, come when you go down!" After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he arched his hands and walked away quickly, as if he had encountered something that made him extremely excited.

Seeing the appearance of the shopkeeper, he also looked forward to it.

Half an hour later, the shopkeeper returned to the box again, and took out a golden book and put it on the table, "Fellow Daoist, you can see if this book suits you, if it's okay, we can talk about it, if not , then I'm sorry!"

After seeing the golden book, Yang Yi felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, but he knew why it was so familiar, because he had a silver book in his hand, except for the different color, the shape was exactly the same as the gold book.

(End of this chapter)