Cultivating Master In City

"In another month, I should be able to open up all the meridians of my body. At that time, I will absorb the spiritual power in the Dantian, and I will be able to enter the first important territory of martial arts!" after the young man roared, his face returned to normal. He gently shook his sleeves and walked towards the door of the house.

When Xiaocha heard the sound, her petite figure appeared quickly. After seeing Zhou Yi's confident appearance, she was a little distracted.

Xiaocha has never seen Zhou Yi like this. It seems that there is something more than before.

Xiaocha stood on Zhou Yi's side and accompanied him out of the house, but her eyes never left on the boy.

Out of the Lord's residence, the boy looked up at the sky. It was still early at this time. The sun was not so dazzling. It was warm on his body.

In the center of the Dali Dynasty, a special activity place was arranged for the noble children. There were four aristocrats and celebrities, and there were no lack of princes, generals and sons.

The boy is very familiar with this. Although Zhou Yi has the title of waste, he is the only son of the seventh Lord and has a very noble status. Of course, he often goes in and out here because of some accidents.

Around several streets, changed directions several times, and walked straight forward for some time. A broken wooden door came into their eyes.

The wooden door is broken, and because of the erosion of years, it shows a sense of decay. At the top of the wooden door, there are three big characters written in the font of Li Dynasty, Wang Guifang!

Zhou Yi readily opens the wooden door. Xiaocha follows him closely and enters the world inside the door.

When they stepped into it, the bustling scene opposite to the broken wooden door suddenly appeared in their eyes.

Wang Guifang, I don't know who built it. There are no laws and regulations here. It is only open to the nobles away from Korea, and the consumption is very high. Ordinary officials can't afford it.

Zhou Yi is obviously not the first time to come here. He is not in the mood to enjoy the bustling scenery around him. Instead, he pulls a small tea straight to the antique street.

Antique Street is Zhou Yi's purpose here. He once found many strange things here at a very low price. He is in a good mood today. He wants to take a chance here.

On the stall, there are all kinds of strange objects, ancient servants, porcelain, all kinds of remnant ancient books, and high imitation magic tools constantly boasted by the owner of the antique street.

If it were really a legendary magic weapon, it would certainly not be sold at local stalls here. Its words can only deceive the young ones who have just come here. It has no effect on an old hand like Zhou Yi.

"Ouch, your Highness the seventh son is here? What kind of treasure do you want today?" it was a middle-aged man with a moustache. He smiled, but his expression revealed a sense of treachery.

"It's nothing to do. Just look around!" Zhou Yi responded by playing with a piece of broken pottery he picked up.

"Your Highness, to tell you the truth, I have bought some new goods recently, but I don't know if I can get into your eyes!" this man is the owner of the antique street. He can mix like this here. He must have a deep relationship behind it. Although he looks treacherous, he has a trace of admiration for Zhou Yi and never sells some high imitation defective products to Zhou Yi.

"Do you have any good goods?" Zhou Yi immediately raised his head with expectation in his eyes.

"Of course, these are all good guys coming from Xuantian Zhongyu. I won't tell them to ordinary people!" the middle-aged man with a moustache finished his words and crept into the room behind the stall.

But for a moment, he came out with a simple box in his hand.

When Zhou Yi saw this scene, he had some doubts in his heart, because he had never seen such a mysterious expression of a middle-aged man. Is it really something good that made him so cautious?

"Your Highness, it's said that this is a precious antique unearthed from the soul tomb. It's said that one of them is still a very powerful magic weapon, but it doesn't work for some reason!" the treacherous middle-aged man pinched his moustache in his right hand and smiled mysteriously.

"Soul tomb?" Zhou Yi trembled after hearing these two words, not because of others, but because the soul tomb is too famous in Xuantian continent.

The soul mound exists in the middle of Xuantian continent. It is a place to bury the ancient strong. There are many treasures, but there are pure natural boundaries there, and there are guardians who guard the soul mound for generations. It is very difficult to obtain treasures.

It is also rumored that when he became a saint with martial arts, he left his mortal body and used magic tools in the soul tomb.

Many people once put their imagination into reality for this unbelievable rumor, but they paid the price at the end of their lives.

Of course, this is just a rumor after all. Some people believe it, others don't believe it, and it depends entirely on themselves.

Zhou Yi took the simple box with a puzzled face. Instead of being as cautious as a middle-aged man, he opened the box at will.

When the box was opened, several broken pieces and a delicate bloody jade pendant came into Zhou Yi's eyes.

Zhou Yi frowned, because when the box was opened, a strong smell of corpse was released, which made Zhou Yi and the little tea around him feel disgusting.

Zhou Yi takes out a piece of cloth from his clothes and holds the bloody jade pendant in his hand.

The jade pendant is mixed with many impurities. You can see the quality at a glance, and there is a black shadow in the middle of the jade pendant. I don't know why, this bloody jade pendant gives people a feeling of yin and evil.

Zhou Yi looked through the bloody jade pendant carefully. He didn't find any clues, but his intuition told him that this jade pendant was not so simple.

The black shadow mixed in the middle of the jade pendant seems to be a liquid. When the jade pendant shakes, the shadow also shakes, and it starts to be cold. The heat of Zhou Yi's whole palm seems to be sucked dry across a layer of cloth.

Feeling this strange feeling, Zhou Yi hurriedly put the jade pendant into the box, looked at the broken pieces.

The fragments have long lost their original shape and are broken. I can't say what material they are, but they are engraved with unknown words. It seems that they have been for some years.

Zhou Yi is really interested in these things. He once inadvertently saw the description of the soul tomb in the Sutra Pavilion. He also knows that the treasures in it are definitely not ordinary products and must have a certain value. Although there is no clue now, he may have another experience if he is lucky in the future.

"How much is it? I'll buy it!" Zhou Yi raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in a soft voice.

"I knew it was absolutely in line with the taste of his Highness the seventh son. The price was not high, 1000 Liang!" the middle-aged man took back his laughter and said seriously.

"It's really not expensive. I'll take this thing first. I'll drag someone down to deliver the silver to your house in two days!" Zhou Yi closed the box and said with his face as usual.

"Of course, you take it first. Can't I trust your highness?" the middle-aged man grinned and his eyes were slit.

"Two thousand Liang, I want this!" when Zhou Yi was about to leave with the box, a discordant voice suddenly appeared.

Zhou Yi's body twists slightly when he hears the speech. After a while, a young man with gorgeous clothes and a ruffian face comes into Zhou Yi's eyes.

"What comes out of the soul grave is what you waste can have?" the young man looked at Zhou Yi mockingly and sneered.

The well-dressed young man is the son of the sixth Lord, Yi Xuanwen, and Zhou Yi's cousin, but they don't have a good relationship. Zhou Yi doesn't have any brotherhood for him.

Now, seeing that Zhou Yi has got the treasure from the soul tomb, he has no problem, so he wants to raise the price and take it back from him.

Seeing Yi Xuanwen's typical villain face, Zhou Yi's face suddenly cooled down. He didn't care about his ridicule and walked straight ahead.

"Stop? Just go if you want. Have you paid attention to my cousin? Waste is waste!" Yi Xuanwen quickly stopped Zhou Yi and mocked again.

No matter how calm Zhou Yi's character was, he couldn't bear the repeated insults. Zhou Yihuo stopped and a cold flash appeared in his eyes.

Xiaocha is standing on one side. She knows the identity of his Highness the sixth son. Her thin white hand tightly drags Zhou Yi's arm, hoping that Zhou Yi can calm down and endure the past.

"Alas!" Zhou Yi sighed slightly. He patted Xiaocha's arm. The cold awn in his eyes slowly dissipated and ignored Yi Xuanwen. He was just a little heavy when he took steps.

"Shit, do you think what I said is farting?" Yi Xuanwen quickly walked to Zhou Yi's side and pulled the little tea to one side.

People have inverse scales. This action completely angered Zhou Yi, who had just calmed his mood. He took the little tea that almost fell behind him and rushed out suddenly.

At this time, there were a lot of people in wangguifang. Many noble children were watching the scene. Many people gathered to one side and kept talking about words, looking like watching a play.

"Isn't He Zhou Yi, the only son of the seventh Lord? It's said that he is a waste of abandoned meridians and can't practice. If he wants to use force with Xuanwen, aren't you afraid to humiliate himself?"

"Ha ha, brothers fight, there's a good play to see!"

"Don't think about it. Later, Xuanwen will let the waste see what the martial artist's style is. How many moves can you get him? One move? You're too smart!"

There are too many such words. Zhou Yi doesn't care at all. His body is as fast as lightning. In the twinkling of an eye, he is close to Yi Xuanwen!

"Why? I still want to do it. Do you think you're a loser will be my opponent?" Yi Xuanwen looked at Zhou Yi who suddenly appeared in front of him. He looked a little surprised, but he was replaced by a sneer in the twinkling of an eye.

First of all, he is already a strong man who has entered the second level of the Tao. It is almost impossible for Zhou Yi to defeat him. Moreover, Zhou Yi is cowardly by nature and never provokes others. We can also see his cowardly character. Fighting with himself is nothing more than looking for his own death.