Chapter 29 Wealth

Liu Yi's wrist is not smart. Although the master has been cultivating for many years, he has awakened his wisdom in his previous life. Some intangible assets cannot immediately become ready-to-use wealth.

He knows how to control it, but he doesn't know how to compete for power in the short term. He knows that being in a strange environment and getting along with others is not to blindly show his incompetence and beauty, but to reflect value at the right time.

What's the use of knowing this?

Experience does not belong to itself until it has never been practiced.

Poor for his past and present life, he did not have many opportunities to socialize with people and play with power. Even if I am full of experience, I don't know how to use it. Racking your brains can only slightly reduce others' vigilance.

After all, reality is different from games. Experience is not the cornerstone of effective power level, and plans are also fundamentally different from strategies. Friendship is difficult to display in data, let alone fullness, good and evil are even more in one thought.

On the horse's back, Liu Yi talked and laughed with the giant.

A large set of torture theories naturally made the middle-aged scarred man accept him, which was even more shocking, and the giant man also showed a strange light.

Low-key men are always low-key, but plump women always quietly show a trace of hostility.

For a short time, Liu Yi, a "precious guest", will not gain considerable prestige and respect.

Fortunately, after a few discussions, I finally got an understanding of several people's names or elegant names.

The giant man's surname is Chen, and his single name is Zhen, but the mountain thieves often call him the eldest brother and the big master, while his friends call him "Hu Li". His real name is almost forgotten, or only his cronies know it.

The scar is middle-aged surnamed Li, whose name is unknown, and he looks like he is not old or old. Based on this, the mountain thief called Lao Li, Li Lao and Uncle Li. He was not angry, and the road was under the name of "green ghost".

The low-key man claimed to have the reputation of Pu. Of course, when Chen Zhen mentioned him, Liu Yi always felt that the other party had some reservations.

This person ranks fourth in the cottage, ranking at the bottom, and the name on the road is not loud, calling it "snake head".

In the end, the plump women in red who were always hostile to Liu Yi seemed to be very afraid of her.

This woman's husband's surname should have been called a certain clan, but she is very quiet about her boudoir, so the mountain thieves often call her a lady, but few of them are called three masters.

She has always been ruthless to her husband's family, but after losing her husband, she never avoids her husband's surname.

But how chaste she is - no one in the stockade knows that she clearly has a lot of affection for Chen Zhen.

If it hadn't been for this, I'm afraid that she would still inherit her husband's property and be a big woman in the town at the foot of the mountain, and she wouldn't be able to get into this jar.

Liu Yi had some speculation about her hostility, and the frightening name of "Yecha" in his way just made him smile.

The green tiger thief is coiled on the green tiger mountain, with a village stretching for more than ten miles, which is self-contained and has all the internal organs.

Qinghu Mountain is a bald mountain pulled up on a flat ground 80 miles away, with poor mountains and bad water, and the terrain is steep, which is far more majestic than Zhou Mountain.

This time, 300 green tiger thieves left the village and attacked a hundred miles. They came out of the nest and committed crimes across the border, which has already violated the rules set by other green forest heroes. But it is the idea of robing a large family industry that has been targeted for a long time.

It is really difficult to deal with mountain thieves. Although there are many secular tourists, there are also many dart cars, but they can't eat big ones, and small ones are not enough to eat.

The green tiger thief is famous in the county, and the caravan has no strength. Who dares to take that dangerous path?

Over time, even the grass around the nest has been biting for a round.

Chen Zhen's action was really helpless.

Liu Yi heard their task in this battle, ignored the slightly alert eyes of the others, and thought for a moment.

Money, power and power, as expected, these are the fundamental themes pursued by secular people.

By the way, how can he avoid vulgarity for these?

...

Boom!

The torrent-like cavalry queue was surging, and the yellow dust on the road was diffused, which could be faintly identified. The gray-headed faces were full of ferocious.

The green tiger thief is poorly equipped. Except for the giant man, everyone is sharpened with a simple knife, and there is no armor or jewelry on his body.

When it comes to the physique of a thief, it is ultimately the "epire" selected from the stockade, which is actually more powerful than the farmer. In particular, that faint murderous atmosphere is far from comparable to that of ordinary rich merchants.

But if such goods are comparable to the regular army, it will be raised.

The team is at the forefront, rumbling and covering their ears, but the dust is not choking, which is enough for the younger brothers to eat.

Chen Zhen was the first, and his eyes were firm, but there was a little worry hidden in the depths of his eyes.

Liu Yi pulled half of the horse behind him and occasionally walked side by side. Changpan can't ride, so he has to ride with him.

The teenager did not avoid the eyes of others and ranked in the forefront. According to the potential internal rules of mountain thieves, it has exceeded the rules.

But the leader doesn't say anything, and the second person seems to get along well with him. Even if the rest hates him so much, what can he do?

At this time, Liu Yi galloped his horse, and his long hair danced freely, so unhappy.

He glanced at Chen Zhen and saw the worry on the other party's face.

Although I never thought that there would be a fool in the world, at first sight of him, I trust each other with my life and are like-minded.

But since there is a problem in his heart, Liu Yi is unwilling to do nothing.

"Brother Chen, I don't know if this wind is going well?"

A faint voice floated into the giant man's ear, and the momentum was slightly slower.

When the two cars went side by side, Chen Zhen's surprised eyes were unconcealedly reflected on Liu Yi.

The secret transmission of sound is not something that ordinary people can imagine at all.

Liu Yi just showed his hand. Even if it is far from the legendary secret, it is extremely rare. In contrast, he is full of bandit words, but he doesn't look so eye-catching.

The giant man had a smile at the corners of his mouth. He looked at the brilliant teenager beside him and was waiting to speak.

I don't know why that figure suddenly came to my mind--

There was a chill in his heart, and Chen Zhenqiang calmed down. Maybe he didn't want Liu Yi to be more careful and casually asked for it.

"It doesn't matter, this time, my brother, just look at my brother and let me be powerful."

Liu Yi's heart moved slightly, nodded, and said nothing more.

Originally, he joined the mountain thief and didn't have any good intentions. If he could show it in advance, he didn't mind getting some friendship. Otherwise, you don't dare to make sincere friends easily, let alone sell well.

What he coveted is nothing more than hundreds of young people in the cottage!

Magic tricks include short-term squeezing the potential of the human body. Hundreds, just give him enough time--

All the way, Chang Pan was stuffy behind his back and didn't look happy.

Liu Yi is two-hearted, and on the same time, he connects with the "system" again.

It doesn't matter what it is or how noble it is.

Since God let him take such an opportunity, he should make good use of it.

Only one personal data collation has made Liu Yi get a lot of benefits invisibly.

As "Zero" said, he knows very well, "What exactly does that represent"!

...

"Zero? Zero!"

The call in my mind, once or twice, is also familiar.

If you don't get a response, you will naturally be nervous. If you get a response, you will rise to a miracle!

"Ding~"

"The guide is currently in a dormant state. Please use the data query and sorting functions by yourself."

“...”

"Okay, then, please help me sort out my personal memory, search for all the valuable skills in my memory, and list them for me to check!"

People always tend to ignore some invisible wealth. For example, after getting the heavenly system, Liu Yi and the previous hosts use the system in almost completely different ways.

After getting a miraculous inheritance, many people are always easy to lose themselves and even play in the meantime.

Otherwise, Liu Yi began to contact and try to take advantage of it after spending a lot of effort, overcoming the huge ** brought by the system, and clearing out the clues.

He will not pin his hopes on any uncontrollable external force, even if it is called a miracle.

If you regard some extra income as a gift or the icing on the cake, you will have a diametrically opposed sense of dependence. Facts have been established, but ideas are variable.

The heavenly system is his biggest card, but it will not become the whole dependence of survival! He never felt that in the face of adversity, he should hope for miracles and despair for me!

With or without it, the impact on him must be huge, but it is by no means decisive.

Soon, about ten flicks and a large list unfolded in Liu Yi's mind.

From childhood to age, all the doctors have taught, or just accidentally mentioned, fragments, broken chapters, scattered moves, as long as there is a specific practice plan, that is, there is a possibility of cultivation, regardless of whether they have practiced or not, they are all listed in the scope of the list and in the form of titles.

The human brain contains information, which is far beyond personal expectations.

Many memories have always remained in the bottom of my heart, and it is difficult to extract them at the right time.

Thinking of the brain as a container for storing wealth, Liu Yi sincerely thought that his predecessors did not dare to fantasize.

In fact, when he learned that he had no right to refuse to scan, detect and record the thinking memory of the heavenly system, he tried to profit from it instead of making all kinds of unnecessary struggles.

He tried to browse the memory of his predecessors, even if it was just the "wealth" that had been recorded and recalled.

Unfortunate, at that time, the system prompted that the permissions were insufficient.

When he tried to withdraw his own reserve wealth again, the system no longer imposed harsh restrictions.

Liu Yi thought that the system must regard all the scanned memories as its own data wealth. And if he wants to obtain those wealth, he must either make some contributions and increase his authority. Or, he is also a contributor to wealth and deserves it. This is very simple. The heavenly system should have its own independent judgment model.

"The mysterious and theyou fa, the remnants; the great free sweep, the remnants; the heavenly demon refining body, the upper part; the vastguan xin jing..."

...

On the horse's back, Liu Yi laughed inexplicably, and he once again found the silent generosity of the system.

The system provides catalogues for free of all kinds of methods that he once did not know the source or even unknown!

The Master taught in the past, and naturally did his best. But on the one thing, there are a lot of concealments, and on the other, I'm afraid I'm too lazy to describe it. Therefore, he teaches all kinds of skills and never talks about fame.

Liu Yi knew it, but he didn't know why. Now, it's a big bargain, which really opens my eyes.

Those fragments, just looking at such a big name, you know that the department is extraordinary. If only the fragments are leaked out, I'm afraid it will set off a bloody storm on the rivers and lakes.

It's a pity that Liu Yi turned over from beginning to end and finally didn't find the internal practice. It can be seen that the doctor was a little taboo about this in the past--

The reason is unknown.

...

Gyeonggi, thunder and clouds, rainstorm and sun, cloudy and sunny.

The uncertain weather is like the ever-changing color of the emperor.

How the emperor thought was not what Li Min could imagine. In anger, millions of corpses were buried.

The number one close minister under the command of the emperor, when the emperor gave real Zong Xuan, there were always many people trying to figure out his thoughts and think of it as a matter of promotion.

The capital is large-scale and dominates the world. The hundred-foot-high wall stretches for 5,000 miles, I'm afraid it has crossed the earth.

The actual scope of Gyeonggi is wider, almost including half of the state.

After all, the surrounding jurisdiction of Gyeonggi is actually a big witch than this city.

Interestingly, although there are counties around Gyeonggi, it has never formed a population of more than 100,000. In particular, those jurisdictions do not have a fixed name and are collectively known as the suburbs of Beijing!

Kongji has become a state, not a state but a state. The name is a city, but it is actually China. Ordinary states, except for state capitals and counties, are also guarded.

State governments, counties, counties and towns are interlocked and scattered, converging into a powerful control network.

Beijing is not listed in the five lakes and eighteen states, but it can be ruled by states. However, in that vast land of Gyeonggi, except for the central heart, it is the most majestic city in the world. It radiates out along the road and is no longer protected.

And strange, the capital and even its countryside are the best areas of security in the Tang Dynasty.

The terrain of Gyeonggi is flat, with little ups and downs, with beautiful scenery and fertile soil.

It is said that as long as you are in the capital, no matter how far away from the capital, if you have good eyesight, you can see the terrible city in the center.

Many imperial strategists speculed privately that Tang Gaozu's move was not meaningful.

In the suburbs of Beijing, 20 miles away from the city, there is a slightly gentle basin, which does not look like a natural formation.

The basin can even be called a canyon, overlooking the black soil, which is incompatible with the green scenery of the surrounding highlands.

In the black soil basin, there are many wooden steps and towers. Tens of millions of craftsmen ride the hanging basket, walk the suspended ladder, go up and down, knock, and don't know what to do to dig down the black mud.

In the center of the basin is a large wooden platform, which is almost as high as the surrounding ground, about a hundred feet away from the bottom.

The platform with dozens of squares seems to be a little lonely.

At this time, on the platform, a high-crowned Taoist was looking up at the sky with his back. Next to him, there is a bucket of black unknown sticky**. Around it, there was a group of guys in low-level official robes, nodding their heads and flattering.

(PS: This is 1/2 of debts, the evil life day for book lovers. Early arrival blessing, late gift.)