Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 6 New Storyline
Yan Xi hugged the little pendant who was crying loudly, and stroked Yuechi's forehead, while Xiao Daotong's face was covered with blood, and while comforting the little junior, he looked at the words in the air.

Role: Taoist (Yanxi)

Name: Huang Shao

Shouyuan: 15/15
Division: Snow Mountain School
Master: Taoist Nine Cranes

Taoism: none
Martial arts: Snow Mountain School breathing technique (beginner), White Ape Boxing (proficient: 78%), Bronze Elephant Kungfu (complete), Iron Bone Kungfu (proficient: 23%)

Talent: Bronze Skin and Iron Bones (+5)

Skills: none

Items: none
Character Card: Taoist (Yanxi) New Storyline:

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First of all, the character data has changed slightly, the Bronze Elephant Skill has changed from (Dacheng: 15%) to Perfection, and "+5" has been added after the talent Iron Bone and Bronze Skin.

Yan Xi didn't feel any changes in his body, obviously, this data improvement is not obvious.

Second, the original storyline changes to a new one.

The changed new story line has a short story added: Yanxi and his younger brother Yuechi planned to kill Yunjizi, but they were captured alive by the Hanshan warrior Liang Mengchun who came later, tortured him in various ways, and dismembered him to death.

The veins on Yan Xi's forehead were all broken, and he couldn't help cursing: "You can't see me living well? Even my lifespan hasn't changed, and I have to die early."

"Sure enough, we can't stay in this broken place. It's better to be in a mental hospital."

"Extremely safe."

Yan Xi really missed the mental hospital a little bit.

The luck and joy of escaping from the dead, the panic of killing for the first time, and the dissatisfaction with the future fate, all kinds of emotions mixed together, but made him no longer afraid.

Yan Xi let out a sigh of relief, it was hard to suppress the agitation in his heart, he couldn't help but glance at Yun Jizi's body, after all, he was the one who killed with his own hands, and he felt a little jealous in his heart.

But as an internet writer, he knows one thing: killing people without touching the dead body is easy to get lost in reading.

Although he was very resistant to what he was going to do next, Yan Xi pushed his junior brother aside, and couldn't help but searched Yun Jizi carefully.

The old Taoist didn't have many things on him. He had a jade vase and a stack of gold notes with the words "Sittui Gold One Hundred Taels" written on it. There is a long rope with spears tied at both ends, and a big wine gourd.

Although Yunjizi is dressed as a Taoist priest, he does not worship Sanqing. He is a lone thief. He has recently done a big deal and won a lot of money from Zhong Nandi and Gao Liren. He has just exchanged these properties for gold tickets. Find a place to hide in time.

Even people from the Jianghu would not usually carry such a large sum of money with them.

Yan Xi counted the stack of gold tickets, each of which was one hundred taels, and there were sixty-eight of them, so he couldn't help but get excited.

The bills of this ancient world are not as exquisitely printed as the currencies of various countries, but the purchasing power represented by each golden bill must far exceed the large-value banknotes of any country.

Yan Xi also didn't know how to set the standard for the weight unit in this world. If one tael was similar to the ancient Chinese tael, it would be about twenty grams.

Six thousand eight hundred taels of gold, about one hundred and fifty kilograms.Based on the current gold price of around [-] per gram, it is more than [-] million RMB.

Even in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen, this money can buy luxury houses.

Yan Xi has been on the street for many years and has never seen any big money, but there is no day when he stops dreaming that he can make a fortune with his hands and a keyboard.

He thought to himself: "When I find a bank, exchange the gold tickets for real gold, bring them back and exchange them for RMB, and then write a shitty web article?"

He just got excited for a while, when he thought of his old readers, especially those familiar IDs who had been following him since the first few books of his writing career, he realized his conscience again, and thought to himself: "I can't abandon the IDs that have been with me for so many years. Old readers, or learn a certain banana in the future, or a certain toad writes as it pleases..."

"Gunny bag, I always feel that sooner or later these two things will be blocked by readers somewhere to drop candles, so I don't want to learn."

"Life is comfortable, and I should seriously write books for readers."

"Write a few divine books."

Yan Xi ignored that he was actually not good at writing books, so he put the gold ticket in his arms, opened the book again, and took a few glances.

These characters are roughly similar to Chinese characters. Even if you have never seen it before, you can still read it roughly. There are some fragmented words in it: Why does this type of luck go to Guliang acupoint? There seems to be something wrong. Use Shangqu acupoint instead. Quite smoothly.What is bending the knees for three points and using the arches of the feet to exert strength, it is especially light.

This manuscript records a new martial art.

Based on his own martial arts, Yun Jizi has collected six or seven types of lightness kung fu. He wants to create a brand new lightness kung fu body method. He has already created [-] forms, and five or six forms are still under deliberation.

Yan Xi stretched out his hand and pressed it, and after a while, nothing happened, then he wiped his chest with his hand, wiped the blood that had just been sprayed, and pressed it again, still nothing happened.

"Shouldn't you learn it with just one click?"

"Does this thing really have to be practiced?"

Yan Xi is very forceful. As a fat house writer, he is struggling to do radio gymnastics. What kind of martial arts do you practice?

Isn't it good to watch young ladies dancing at station B?
As for the Taoist priest Yanxi, big and small, if he really has the aptitude to learn martial arts, he won't be able to master the hard skills of the outer sect. The Snow Mountain School's breathing technique in his sect doesn't even have an entry level.

Although he felt that the handwriting should be of little value, Yan Xi put it away, opened the stopper of the jade bottle casually, sniffed it, and confirmed that it contained the panacea that Yunjizi gave him, although he didn't know it was nourishing yin. Yes, it is still aphrodisiac, what specific function does it have, but it is definitely a good thing.

He didn't dare to eat it indiscriminately, so he planned to take it home and spend money to find a laboratory to test it.

As for whether these gadgets could be brought back, Yan Xi didn't think at all.

The remaining rope darts and big red wine gourds were left, and he stuffed them to the junior brother without hesitation, and said, "Our two senior brothers are like brothers who share the same milk. Even if the senior brother drinks a bowl of clear water, he will lick it for you." Lick the bottom of the bowl. Brother took those useless things, and I will give you the two better ones."

Yan Xi's touch on Yuechi's face was full of blood, as if he had been severely beaten, and because of crying several times in a row, his little face was disfigured.

He took the two things timidly, and said, "I don't use rope darts for sword practice, and my master doesn't let me drink."

Yan Xi became impatient, and said: "Brother asks you to hold it, take it, why are you being polite?"

He paused, then brought up the old matter again, and said: "Guanli is already very dangerous, maybe there will be a big enemy coming."

"Little brother, let's run away now!"

"It's a big deal, come back in a few days, I'm sure those people won't stay for long."

Yan Xi made up his mind, if the story line changes, it means the crisis is over, and he will travel back.

If the story line remains the same, and Yanxi and Yuechi are still captured by the enemies, then there is nothing they can do, and they have no choice but to escape alone.

These people must not be chased to a mental hospital.

Even if he chases after him, he is not afraid of anything. There is an anesthesia gun in the courtyard, and an elephant can be knocked down with one shot, let alone a mere hero.

Yan Xi is looking forward to the scene where these Jianghu enemies, who claim to know martial arts and can travel to other worlds, are treated by Dr. Sun Jing with increased doses of drugs and electric shocks.

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