How to reverse your identity at the beginning of the game?

Zhou Yang also disappeared together, and soon the two of them appeared in a dungeon.

The dungeon stunk so much that most people pooped and peed in it.

At this time, deep in the dungeon, a disheveled man was bound by shackles and lying on the ground, letting rats crawl over him.

"Haw!"

Accompanied by the rat's screams, it was put into the man's mouth.

"Humph~"

Along with the man's excited voice, Zhou Yang knew that the man was eating happily. Judging from his skinny appearance, he must have not eaten for a long time.

There was no one in the cells around the man, as if he was deliberately isolated.

"嘬嘬~"

Soon, there was nothing left of the mouse, and the man licked his fingers with lingering concern.

"Ding!"

A pure white jade stone rolled down at the man's feet.

As soon as the man saw the jade, his relaxed posture disappeared. He looked up and saw two young men and women.

The three of them just looked at each other!

"It's a bit sad for a dignified monk to be reduced to such a state. The spirit stone is for you, so don't worry about using it!"

Zhou Yang pointed to the spirit stone on the ground.

The man saw the spirit stone as if he was in a dream. If it were another mouse, he might stuff it in his mouth without saying a word, but the spirit stone appearing at his feet was so dreamy.

The man's trembling hand reached for the spirit stone, and then the spiritual energy of the spirit stone was absorbed by the man.

About half an hour later, the man's energy and spirit completely changed and he became a monk at the first level of Qi refining.

A spiritual stone, a dream.

At this time, the man had a hint of immortality!

As for the shackles on his body, they were torn apart by him.

"Boom!"

Broken iron fell to the ground.

"Thank you two seniors!"

The man knelt down and saluted the two of them.

"Well, tell me how you became like this?"

Zhou Yang was a little curious about what happened to this monk. It was really shocking for a cultivator to be imprisoned by a mortal.

"Hey, back to the two seniors, the reason why the junior Sun Zhimiao was controlled was because his spiritual energy was exhausted and the cultivation level in his body could not be maintained. At the same time, the emperor wanted to live forever, but he didn't want others to ride on his head, so he sent me Take control!”

Zhou Yang did not doubt Sun Zhimiao's explanation. The same was true in ancient China. From Qin Shihuang to Emperor Jiajing, who didn't want to live forever?

"Are you the last monk on this island?"

"It can be said that after my master was dismissed, I was the only one left!"

"Where did the mortals and monks on this island come from?"

"The ancestors of the monks and mortals on the island were once monks, and they were all monks lost in the endless sea! Some of them were exiled here by some powerful sects, so this is called the Lost Land, and it is also called the Exiled Land. !”

Sun Simiao's explanation allowed Zhou Yang to learn some knowledge that he had not seen in books.

"Exiled? Exiled from where?"

After Zhou Yang finished speaking, he stared at Sun Simiao closely.

"Legend has it that he was exiled from the Broken Star Sea!"

After Sun Simiao finished speaking, the hearts of Zhou Yang and Mei Xin were shaken, and they finally heard the legend of Sui Xinghai again.

"How far is it from the Broken Star Sea?"

"I don't know how far it is, but I once sailed towards the east for five years. I encountered a storm on the way and had to turn back! This trip lasted ten years!"

Sun Simiao thought about the time when he first became a monk and wanted to say goodbye to his master and go to the distant Sea of ​​Broken Stars. Unfortunately, when he came back, his master had passed away.

After hearing what the other party said, Zhou Yang made a rough estimate and found that the other party had sailed hundreds of thousands of miles.

"Did you feel the spiritual energy when you encountered a storm?"

This is the focus of Zhou Yang's attention.

However, Sun Simiao shook his head.

When asked about this, Zhou Yang understood that Sui Xinghai is far more than hundreds of thousands of miles away from here, but it is not completely inaccessible. Otherwise, where did these people on the island come from?

Others may not be able to reach the Broken Star Sea, but he can!

"Do you want to go to Broken Star Sea together?"

Zhou Yang looked at Sun Simiao and saw Sun Simiao kowtow directly: "If the senior can take the junior out of here, the junior is willing to be your servant and serve you!"

Seeing such a great gift from the other party, Zhou Yang shook his head: "It's not necessary to be a slave. I just need someone to talk to on the road. I think you are not too young. Only when you go to the Broken Star Sea will you have the opportunity to go further. It can be said that you have been fulfilled." dream."

"Thank you!"

Sun Simiao knocked his head heavily on the ground, his eyes filled with tears.

"Well, let's go now!"

Zhou Yang didn't want to stay here any longer, especially after knowing that he could reach the Broken Star Sea from here.

"Seniors, wait a moment, I'll take the life of that dog emperor first!"

Sun Simiao had been imprisoned here for many years. Now facing the emperor, he wanted to skin him immediately.

"Well, go and come back quickly!"

Zhou Yang patted Sun Simiao on the shoulder. In his eyes, there was no rule that killing monks could not kill mortals. After all, it was the emperor who made the move first.

"This guy has good qualifications, and he has a heavenly spirit root. He is indeed buried here!"

Zhou Yang has just detected the opponent's spiritual roots. Unfortunately, no matter how good the spiritual roots are, they are useless without spiritual energy.

"There are many people here who have spiritual roots, what a pity!"

Grand Supreme Mei Xin also nodded helplessly. Along the way, many people had two spiritual roots and three spiritual roots, and a large number of four spiritual roots and five spiritual roots.

The proportion of spiritual root users among mortals is as high as 12/10. If this were placed on Canglan Continent, a sect could be formed on the spot.

"Well, maybe a carefree life here would be better for them!"

Speaking of this, Zhou Yang thought of the earth, which also had no aura, and humans were living a good life.

As Sun Simiao walked to the exit of the dungeon, several jailers saw him and immediately moved forward with knives.

"Capture without mercy!"

A jailer took out the shackles and was about to torture him, but before he could get close to Sun Simiao, Sun Simiao pinched his neck.

A master at the first level of Qi refining is already invincible in the world and can easily kill a few jailers.

Sun Simiao killed dozens of people in succession, and then the remaining jailers dispersed and went to fetch reinforcements.

Sun Simiao used a lightening technique and headed towards the Jinluan Palace.

At this time, the emperor was sitting on the dragon throne, listening to the ministers below reporting on state affairs.

At this time, the emperor was in his sixties and very old. He was drowsy while sitting on the dragon throne.

"His Majesty!"

At this time, the eunuch on the side reminded him softly.

The emperor then opened his eyes and discovered that the minister who had just been reporting had been kneeling.

"Okay, just do as you say!"

The emperor waved his hands feebly, thinking that he was really old. It would be great if he could have the art of immortality. It's a pity that Sun Simiao is unwilling to teach me the art of immortality. It's hateful!

If the other party doesn't give it back, you'll have to peel it and use day lilies!

"His Majesty!"

At this time, a voice from above the main hall made the emperor's slightly narrowed eyes widen in an instant.

"You! How did you get out?"

At this time, the civil and military officials also saw Sun Simiao, and they involuntarily took a few steps back to keep their distance from Sun Simiao.

"Of course he walked out! I wonder if Your Majesty has decided how to die?"

Sun Simiao's calm words were like pouring cold water into hot oil, frying the pan instantly.

"Presumptuous, Sun Simiao, why did you speak to His Majesty?"

At this time, some officials had already reprimanded Sun Simiao.

Sun Simiao was in his fifties, but he looked only in his thirties. The official who scolded him was the same age as him, but he was breathless even when he spoke.

Sun Simiao suddenly appeared beside the official.

"Snapped!"

Sun Simiao slapped the official's head off.

"Bang! Bang!"

The head rolled on the ground!

Other officials were as scared as snakes and scorpions, and stayed away one after another. Dozens of imperial guards could not help but retreat, trying their best to protect the emperor.