Immortality: I can absorb the memories of the dead.

Chapter 9: Black Market Trip
A month later, an army of 500,000 was assembled, and Emperor Qian personally led the army to the northern desert to attack the invading enemy from the Northern Mang Mountains. The whole country celebrated!
That night, Zhou Yi came to the ancestral tomb of Zuo Siyuan, the Minister of Justice.

He originally wanted to go directly to the door to avenge the original body, but later he heard that the high-ranking officials of the court were protected by masters, so he thought it would be better not to take the risk. It would not be too late to kill them after the main force was reached!

To his surprise, there was someone guarding Zuo Siyuan's ancestral tomb.

Unfortunately, in front of Xiantian, they were like ants. They stood in the distance and fell to the ground when two streams of energy shot at them.

"I am a tomb robber, I am very good at tomb robbing"

Now that Zhou Yi has entered the innate realm, he doesn’t even need the Luoyang shovel. He just raises his sword finger and a sword energy shoots out.

Even the strongest grave cannot withstand the bombardment of several sword energies.

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

"This is.?"

What I saw underneath was a coffin made of fine steel. It was extremely hard and tomb robbers would not be able to break it with any tools.

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

Zhou Yi once again gathered his sword energy and struck out with one sword after another, blasting open the steel coffin.

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

He took a closer look and was surprised to see that there was a lot of gold and silver hidden in there. It looked like 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 build the coffin and sent people to guard the ancestral tomb. It turns out that the money he plundered from the people is hidden inside!"

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

As the head of one of the six ministries, the Minister of Justice naturally received many gifts. Ordinary people worked hard all their lives but could not even afford to eat, but others had buried treasures in their ancestral tombs that would last their descendants for dozens of lifetimes.

"Your grandfather is my boss!"

Zhou Yi wrapped up all the gold and silver. For an ordinary person, it would be impossible to lift it, but for him, 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, but looking at Daqian, the most popular word is still "power." ]

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

[The governor accepted 20,000 taels of silver from me and promised to help my son become a prefect within three years.]

[My son has gone to Beijing, but unfortunately I am old. May God bless my Zuo family and make it prosperous and everlasting.]

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

Zhou Yi's eyes couldn't help but light up.

I finally got the alchemy technique that I had always dreamed of.

After that, you can buy some materials and try to make the elixir yourself.

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

The next day, Zuo Mansion!
"You bastards, what do you do for a living? If you can't even guard a grave, what use do I have for you?"

Zuo Siyuan was so angry that he collapsed. Part of his Zuo family's wealth was hidden in that vault, and now it was all gone.

"Master, calm down, Master, calm down. The old master's fine steel coffin is usually impossible for anyone to open, unless they are an innate master who can release their inner energy. That Thief Saint must have stepped into the ranks of innate masters."

"Master Xiantian! Damn Master Xiantian!"

Zuo Siyuan clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deeply into the flesh of his palms.

"My father was an alchemist back then, and he was often forced by those warriors to make pills. Now, as the Minister of Justice, do I have to be exploited by these warriors again? Notify all government offices and major forces in the martial arts world. If anyone captures the Thief Saint, there will be a reward of 10,000 taels of silver!"

"Yes!"

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

He first came to the legendary black market. Zhou Yi had always wanted to go to the black market, but he was worried that he was not strong enough and might be targeted by some people after entering.

But don't worry now.

At the innate realm, he can be considered a master no matter where he is.

There was dense grass and trees in the suburbs, but Zhou Yi could walk on the grass at a very fast speed.

After entering the innate state, the body is supported by true energy, and the body is light and strong, able to walk briskly.

It is said that after reaching a certain level, 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 learned about 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 innate state, Zhou Yi's speed can even be compared to that of a car traveling at 70 mph. This is a very terrifying number, because a car can only run on the road, and it has to slow down when encountering obstacles or turning, but Zhou Yi can keep running.

It doesn’t matter even if there is a ditch or a river ahead.

So he relied on his memory and quickly arrived at the black market.

From a distance, you can see a market located in the snow, with wooden houses on both sides. There are lanterns in the wooden houses, so you can clearly see the things on the stalls.

The closer you get, the clearer the vendors' shouts become.

"Sword techniques, boxing techniques, leg techniques, knife techniques. Come on, whatever you want."

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

"It's a pill, a top-quality pill, made with real ingredients. You won't suffer a loss if you buy it, and you won't be fooled if you buy it!"

"Do you want to cut down swords, spears, swords and halberds? We accept all kinds of professional customization for sticks and Zen staffs. 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 indeed prosperous."

As soon as Zhou Yi stepped in, he couldn't help but sigh.

The black market is not entirely populated by martial artists. There are also some sects and businesses from inside and outside Kyoto who come here to do business.

As soon as I arrived, someone approached me mysteriously.

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

Zhou Yi ignored him.

What he lacked the most was martial arts techniques. Drawing on memories had already helped him obtain dozens of martial arts techniques.

There are all kinds of swords, such as Overlord Fist, Cutting Off Children and Grandchildren Kick, Taizu Long Fist, and Jue Menopause Sword.

There were so many that he couldn’t even practice them all.

"unnecessary."

"Sir, do you not like boxing? We have other martial arts here."

"roll!"

Zhou Yi's eyes revealed some of the aura of an innate master. The oppressive feeling instantly made the other party's hair stand on end, and he immediately left tactfully.

He came to the weapons stall, wanting to find a weapon that suits him, and the owner immediately greeted him excitedly.

"Sir, take a look. They are all top-quality weapons. You can pick any type you like. If they are not available, we can even make them specifically for you."

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

He also wanted to be like the male protagonists in novels and spend two taels of silver to buy some inconspicuous magical weapons. After looking around, he found that the garbage he saw was really garbage!
As for the really good weapons, they are really, really expensive!
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What about the benefits promised to time travelers?
Am I not a time traveler?

Am I a time traveler?
Others can grab a bargain when they see an inconspicuous item at a street stall, why don’t I have this opportunity?
Is it because they are ugly?
Discrimination, this is naked discrimination!
(End of this chapter)