Immortality: I can absorb the memories of the dead

A month later, 500,000 troops were assembled, and Emperor Qian led the army in person, heading straight to Mobei to defeat the invading enemy of Beimang, and the whole country celebrated!

That night, Zhou Yi came to the ancestral tomb of Zuo Siyuan, the Minister of Justice.

He wanted to go directly to the door to avenge his original body, but later heard that the court officials were protected by masters, so he thought it was better not to take risks, and wait until the big clan, then kill them!

To his surprise, there was a special person guarding Zuo Siyuan's ancestral tomb.

Unfortunately, in front of the Xiantian, they were like ants, standing in the distance and biubiu two Gangqi shot at them, and they all fell to the ground.

"I am a tomb robber, and I am good at tomb robbing."

Now Zhou Yi has entered the Xiantian, and he doesn't even need the Luoyang shovel. He raised his sword finger and shot out a sword Gang.

A few sword Gang bombardments, even the hardest tomb can't withstand it.

However, after opening the ancestral tomb of Zuo Siyuan, the Minister of Justice, Zhou Yi couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"What is this?"

There was a coffin made of fine steel below, which was extremely hard. If the tomb robbers used tools, they would not be able to break it.

"I didn't expect that Minister Zuo was quite aware of theft prevention and made a fine steel tomb for his father. Unfortunately, in front of the Xiantian sword energy, even the best fine steel tomb became garbage."

Zhou Yi once again condensed the sword energy, and with one sword after another, he blasted open the fine steel coffin.

After opening it, a golden and silver light suddenly dazzled Zhou Yi.

He looked closely and saw that there was a lot of gold and silver hidden in it. It seemed that there were at least several thousand taels of gold and tens of thousands of taels of silver.

"Oh my god, no wonder Minister Zuo used fine steel to make a coffin and sent people to guard the ancestral tomb. It turned out that the people's money he had plundered was hidden in it!"

As the saying goes: Three years as a prefect, 100,000 silver coins.

As the head of one of the six ministries, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice would receive many gifts. Ordinary people would work hard all their lives but still not be able to afford food, but they had already buried treasures in their ancestral tombs that could be used by their children and grandchildren for dozens of lifetimes.

"Dog official, your grandfather will accept it with pleasure!"

Zhou Yi wrapped up all the gold and silver. For ordinary people, it was impossible to lift it, but he could easily lift it with one hand.

Before leaving, Zhou Yi touched the corpse of Mr. Zuo and unexpectedly got another unexpected gain.

[I have been refining elixirs for seventy years and have made countless connections. However, looking at Daqian, the most popular word is still "power". ]

[My son is promising and has passed the imperial examination. The day for my Zuo family to change their fate is finally coming. ]

[The governor took 20,000 taels of silver from me and promised to help my son be promoted to prefect within three years. ]

[My son has entered the capital, but unfortunately I am old. May God bless my Zuo family and make it prosperous and lasting. 】

"The true solution to the elixir? Wonderful, the Zuo family actually practices alchemy."

Zhou Yi's eyes lit up.

The alchemy that he had been thinking about for a long time, finally got it.

After that, he can buy some materials and try to make elixirs himself.

Carrying gold and silver, Zhou Yi left quickly and soon disappeared into the night.

The next day, Zuo Mansion!

"You bastards, what do you do for a living? You can't even guard a tomb, what use do I have for you?"

Zuo Siyuan collapsed with anger, there was a part of his Zuo family's property hidden in it, and now it's all gone.

"Master, calm down, Master, calm down, the old man's fine steel coffin, generally no one can open it, unless it is a congenital master with strong energy. That thief must have stepped into the ranks of congenital masters."

"Congenital master! Damn congenital master!"

Zuo Siyuan clenched his fists, and his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh of his palms.

"My father was an alchemist back then, and he was often forced to make pills by those warriors. Now, as the Minister of Justice, do I have to be exploited by these warriors? Notify all levels of government offices and major forces in the martial arts world that if anyone catches the thief, they will be rewarded with 10,000 taels of silver!"

"Yes!"

At this moment, Zhou Yi, the instigator, asked Tian Wenjing for leave and left Kyoto for two days.

He first came to the legendary black market.

Zhou Yi has always wanted to go to the black market. He was worried that his strength was not enough and he might be targeted by some people after entering.

But now he doesn't have to worry.

In the realm of Xiantian, he can be regarded as a master no matter where he is.

The grass and trees are thick in the suburbs, but Zhou Yi can walk on the grass at a very fast speed.

After entering the Xiantian, there is true energy in the body to support it, and the body is light and healthy, and can walk fast.

It is said that after reaching the great sect, one can even fly in the air, which is really fascinating.

The address of the black market had long been memorized by Zhou Yi. Although it was his first time to come to the black market, he had already known the location of the black market from the remaining memories of many warriors' corpses.

It was a secret market in the mountains outside Kyoto.

After entering the Xiantian realm, Zhou Yi's speed could even be comparable to that of a 70-yard car, which was a very scary number, because a car could only run on the road, and it had to slow down when encountering obstacles or turning, but Zhou Yi could keep running.

It didn't matter if there were ditches or rivers in front.

So he quickly came to the black market based on his memory.

From a distance, he saw a market located in the snow, with wooden houses on both sides. There were lanterns in the wooden houses, and he could see the things on the stalls clearly.

The closer he got, the clearer the shouts of the vendors became.

"Swordsmanship, boxing, leg techniques, knife techniques. Come if you want them."

"You have been taking escort and law enforcement missions for many years. You are experienced and powerful. You are trustworthy."

"Elixir, the best elixir, real ingredients. You won't be cheated if you buy it!"

"Swords, spears, swords and halberds? Sticks and Zen sticks, we accept all kinds of professional customization. We are a century-old brand in Kyoto with a good reputation. You can buy them with confidence and use them with peace of mind!"

"This black market is really prosperous."

Zhou Yi couldn't help but sigh as soon as he stepped into it.

The black market is not full of martial artists. There are also some sects and businesses in and outside Kyoto who come here to do business.

As soon as he arrived, someone came up to him mysteriously.

"Brother, buy a set of skills for self-defense. The authentic Luohan Fist, after practicing it, can kill a cow with one punch! Free guidance, guaranteed to learn it."

Zhou Yi ignored him.

What he lacked the most was skills. Memory absorption had already helped him obtain dozens of skills.

What kind of Overlord Fist, Duan Zi Jue Sun Leg, Taizu Chang Quan, Jue Menopause Sword Technique. There are all kinds of them.

So many that he couldn't practice them all.

"No need."

"Sir, you don't like boxing? We have other techniques here."

"Get lost!"

Zhou Yi's eyes revealed a bit of the aura of a congenital master, and the oppressive feeling instantly made the other party's hair stand on end, and he immediately left tactfully.

He came to the weapon stall and wanted to find a weapon that suits him. The boss immediately greeted him excitedly.

"Sir, take a look. They are all top-quality weapons. You can pick any type you like. If you don't have it, you can also customize it."

Zhou Yi picked up a sword casually, covered his fingers with sword energy, and scratched the sword blade. He found that it couldn't even break his own defense. It was really useless.

He also wanted to learn from the male protagonists in those novels and spend two taels of silver to buy some inconspicuous magic weapons. After searching around, he found that the garbage he saw was really garbage!

As for the real good weapons, the price is really expensive!

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Where are the benefits promised to time travelers?

Am I not a time traveler?

Am I a time traveler?

Others can get a bargain when they see an inconspicuous street stall product, why don’t I have this opportunity?

Is it because they are ugly?

Discrimination, this is naked discrimination!