Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 72

"Know...Master Zhifu, then I...the other party is a monk who can transform into a giant ape, I..." Feng Ping showed sincerity and fear, and his eyes revealed panic.

"Go down!" Zhang Yonglie waved his hand.

In his eyes, this young man is just a bait, and he asked so many questions just now to ensure that the bait can play more role when it is in the water.

Sooner or later, it will be eaten, so what if it is a big cake?

"Master Zhifu! Since this is the case, I have a request!"

Feng Ping's expression suddenly changed, from panic to determination!

"Say!"

"I want a technique that can be practiced, and a technique that can protect myself!"

"Is it true that you can fly into the sky when you draw air into your body?" Zhang Yonglie looked at Feng Ping playfully, disdainful.

"I want to live longer! I want to contribute more money to the prefect." Feng Ping could only direct the conversation to the other party.

"Good! Good! Do you know the iron law of cultivating immortals?"

"Every practice, there must be taboos!"

"Then do you want the exercises and spells with many taboos?"

"As long as you can save your life! Yes!"

Zhang Yonglie looked at Niu Dali, a little more appreciative, for a moment, he didn't want him to die so soon.

Staying by your side and growing up may be a big help!
"Wood spirit root, right?"

"Yes!"

"You go out first!"

"As ordered!"

Seeing the two of them going out, Zhang Yonglie turned around and walked towards the bookshelf. He picked up the fourth book on the second row of the bookshelf.

Suddenly there was a sound of opening the door.

He walked into the secret room, picked out one exercise and one technique and walked out.

After closing the door, he shouted out again.

"come in!"

Feng Ping and Chen Yonglin entered the study again. Zhang Yonglie threw the two booklets to Niu Dali and said, "Since you want to practice, then take them, but don't die so fast! He also pointed at you to lead Feng Ping Woolen cloth!"

In a hurry, Feng Ping pretended not to catch them, but picked up two ancient books from the ground.

A practice method "The Walking Corpse Records of Swallowing the Moon", and a technique method "Secret Art of Corpse Refining".

"This!"

Chen Yonglin was horrified when he saw the yellowed ancient book in Feng Ping's hand!
How could he not have heard of this insidious supporting exercise?

The number of taboos is far beyond what ordinary people can bear!
Ordinary people will turn into walking corpses even if they take a wrong step. Even if they form the form of heaven and earth and achieve golden core supernatural powers, there is also a huge risk!
The Hanba in Lai'an County might have practiced this technique!

"Master Zhifu..."

"Take him back! Since he wants to practice, let him practice!"

Chen Yonglin just wanted to plead for Niu Da's love, but Zhang Yonglie didn't give him a chance to speak at all!

"As ordered!"

Helpless, he could only lead Feng Ping out of the room again.

Inside the room, Zhang Yonglie slowly sat back in his chair and smiled contemptuously.

"I'm sorry you didn't have the guts to practice after reading it!"

That's right, the reason he threw these two daunting exercises in the world of cultivating immortals was to scare Feng Ping and let him know the difficulties of cultivators, how difficult it is to reach the sky!

There is almost no circulation of the matching exercises and techniques, and few people reprint them.

After all, it is so special!
It is so special that only its name is known, but few people have seen it!
Some people have bought or borrowed it to try to practice.

However, when they see the last taboos, eight out of ten will choose to give up, and only those who are not afraid of death and put all their eggs in one basket will take such a big risk!

Zhang Yonglie was also the magistrate of Ren Shuntian before he discovered this set of insidious and taboo exercises from the secret room.

I don't know which magistrate bought it and left it behind!

……

Feng Ping stuffed the two ancient books into his arms.

Seeing this, Chen Yonglin frowned and said: "I advise you not to practice! I'll get you a copy of "Twelve Methods of Qi Refining" later, and you can practice until you reach the third level of Qi Refining!"

This is his cash cow!
He didn't want the other party to die like this!
In other words, he died before Feng Ping was drawn out without making any progress!
"why?"

"There are too many taboos, far from what you can try!"

"But……"

"Stop it!" Chen Yonglin waved his hands impatiently, "I'll ask you again! You said you would give all the profits to the magistrate, what about mine?"

Feng Ping looked at the other party's angry expression, and smiled slightly: "Dianli Chen, do you know about fake accounts?"

"Fake accounts? You mean?"

"That's right! I gave Mingyue Palace eight points, and said it was nine points. It was recorded in black and white, and they couldn't see anything wrong with it.

In this way, one point for you and one point for the magistrate, isn't it just right? "

Chen Yonglin stared at Niu Dali's eyes, and after a while, he patted Niu Dali on the back, excitedly saying:

"Okay! Good boy, I understand this too!"

"Master Punisher, what I promised you, can you be less?"

"Tomorrow, I will get you a copy of "Twelve Methods of Refining Qi", and then see if there are any techniques suitable for wood spirit roots in Chengxiantang. Practice hard, maybe you can really escape Feng Ping's first attack. !"

Chen Yonglin was overjoyed, this kid is so good!

You can't let him die like this!

"Master Xie Dianli, Mr. Xie Dianli!"

"Go back, tomorrow morning, I will take you to become the master of the Zhao family, oh no, I will be called the Niu family from now on!"

Feng Ping couldn't hide his excitement.

That's right, this time he was really excited, not pretending!
"Do you want me to send someone to take you back?"

"No, my lord! I will be careful."

"That's good. After all, you won't announce your identity until you officially take over. I'm afraid Feng Ping hasn't found you yet, or you would have died long ago!"

Chen Yonglin patted Niu Dali on the shoulder with a smile, turned around and got on the sedan chair that had been waiting at the gate of the magistrate's office.

After watching the other party's sedan chair leave, Feng Ping walked towards home.

Although this layout took a long time and delayed the practice for a few days, everything was worth it!
From then on, when he practiced again, he didn't need to be sneaky, and he could be upright.

In addition, the money earned from running the cloth and tobacco business is the fund for his future purchase of medicinal materials and panacea.

He is not stupid, how could he hand over the great benefits to Chen Yonglin?
It's true to make false accounts, but that's for yourself!
Zhang Yonglie couldn't get away with that share, but how dare he want that share as a broken code official in the Foundation Establishment Realm?
Just find a chance and let the giant ape-turned "Feng Ping" kill him!

Anyway, it was a private deal.

Chen Yonglin is dead, who else knows?
Feng Ping was in a good mood, and he walked all the way towards home.

When he was about to reach the house, he went to Zhang Mazi's house again and called him over.

After all, if he really wants to do business, he can only give a general direction and ideas, and the specific operation depends on this one and only confidant!
The moment Zhang Mazi saw Feng Ping, he wanted to ask if the matter was successful, but seeing that the other party was silent, he didn't dare to ask.

The two walked along the alley and came to the house under Panxia.

Zhang Mazi took the initiative to step forward, pushed open the door, and then stood by the door to get out of the way.

"Master Niu, please."

Feng Ping stepped over the threshold and said lightly:

"Follow me to take over the Zhao family tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)