"The head of the Lord in the clouds, the soul of the First Emperor."

"The material task of this artifact is really perverted enough, none of them can be easily completed, it can only be seen if there is luck to pick up the leak."

For his current catty, Chu Ci still has weight in his heart.

Without the strength of the Extreme Dao Grandmaster, it was impossible to kill Yun Zhongjun head-on, let alone capture the head.

The only possibility of success is to pick up the body after Yun Zhongjun was slaughtered, or in other cases, GG, and then take the opportunity to touch his head.

As for the First Emperor.

It is estimated that there are a lot of guards at the level of the Extreme Dao Grandmaster around him, and it is definitely impossible to kill, so he can only depend on his fate.

got up and pushed the door, Chu Ci was ready to get something to eat.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, out of the corner of his eye, a figure flashed outside the courtyard.

'The third time. ’

Fifteen days ago, Chu Ci found that someone was spying on him, and this was the third time that Chu Ci had noticed his traces.

This person should still be judging me. ’

Generally, after the medicine boy leaves the dungeon, the cycle of demonization is about half a month.

'It can't be delayed any longer. ’

If he does not demonize again, the patrol deacon who monitors him will definitely report to the higher authorities and use this to ask for credit.

Pretending to be nothing, Chu Ci casually got some food, and then sat on the stone steps in a daze, waiting until late at night.

Tie the brass bell and pin a wooden stick around your waist.

Chu Ci walked out of the small courtyard and went to the dungeon.

Dungeon No. 6.

From the ground down to the dungeon, there is a tunnel about five zhang long and wide.

Chu Ci stood at the end of the tunnel and waited quietly, secretly taking a deep breath, and then holding his breath, all the true qi in his body gathered in his hand with a wooden stick.

He understands that there is only one chance.

The strength of the patrol deacon is the second realm of martial arts, and the strength of this patrol deacon should be in the refining realm, and he has a blade in his hand, only himself in the forging skin realm, and he is not an opponent in frontal combat.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Footsteps rang out.

"Flying rainbow through the sun!"

As soon as the figure wearing a bronze mask appeared at the entrance of the tunnel, Chu Ci was already out of the sword.

It is as fast as the wind, and it spans several feet in an instant.

The body of the patrol deacon who followed him trembled, subconsciously covered his neck with blood gushing, and looked at Chu Ci in front of him in disbelief.

I wanted to say something, but my trachea had been severed, and I could only vomit blood, and my body fell down against the wall little by little, my eyes widened, and I swallowed my last breath blindly.

He never imagined that he would be killed by a steward medicine boy with a wooden stick in one of his tendon refining realms.

Chu Ci took off the bronze mask of the deacon who patrolled the building, took off the clothes on his body, groped a little, and took everything away.

Jianghu people, the most valuable things will be put on their bodies.

Chu Ci glanced at this dead person, and had a slight impression of this person, at the end of last year, he was suspicious of himself, and he still relied on Xiaobai to fool the past.

Simply disposed of the corpse, and threw it directly into the corpse ward of the prison, where most of the "medicinal herbs" rested, and finally they would be pulled out of the Dengxian Tower and buried in a random pit.

Before the time passed, the "eye" was not opened, and Chu Ci left the dungeon of No. 6.

Back to the courtyard.

After locking the door, Chu Ci put tonight's harvest on the couch one by one.

A sword, a vial, a booklet, a bag of silver, a token.

Flipping through the booklet, it's a diary.

"In the first year of the First Emperor, on the third day of the seventh month, after five rounds of screening, with the strength of the Cleansing Realm, I finally worshiped the Dengxian Tower......

"The first emperor three years, the fifth day of the second month, three years of penance, today finally succeeded in forging the skin, as long as you go to register and make a book, you can become a deacon, but it is a pity that the elders of Dengxian Lou are not allowed to go out of the building without an explicit order, I really miss the girl of Yuchun Yuan, fortunately, there are a few good female disciples among the disciples of the Tongmai Washing Realm, and they can be approached as deacons, and they are said to be on the three poles......

"On the eighth day of October, this is very fierce for the month"

"On the ninth day of October, the moon is admired in the courtyard"

"On the 10th day of October, the friend of Guan Bao"

"October 11, am I short?"

"October 12, am I fast?"

"On October 15, she said to try again, it was definitely not my problem."

"In the fourth year of the First Emperor, on the 31st day of the seventh month, he finally broke through to the Refining Muscle Realm, and in the future, he could take two pills per month..."

"In the fourth year of the First Emperor, on the 25th day of the eighth month, I found a very strange medicine boy steward, quite familiar..."

「………………」

"In the fourth year of the first emperor, on the ninth day of the ninth month, the steward of this medicine boy is still not alienated, and if he has not been alienated for another five days, it will prove that the conjecture is correct, and if he reports this matter, he will definitely be rewarded!"

From this diary, Chu Ci had a general understanding of the structure of Dengxian Tower.

This normal Yin Yang Warlock of Dengxian Lou has four levels according to his strength, disciples, deacons, elders, and Dharma protectors.

Under the elders, without an explicit order, they are not allowed to go out of the immortal tower.

"As a medicine boy who has been in charge for a long time, he will eventually be discovered."

Chu Ci looked at the deacon's robe and bronze mask, and an idea popped up.

It's better to take his place and be the deacon of this patrol building yourself.

Anyway, judging from this deacon's diary, each deacon acted very independently, and rarely interacted with each other.

And if he does not take his place, the death of this deacon will surely be discovered.

There are several kinds of deacons in Dengxian Tower, including deacons who patrol the building, deacons who collect medicine, and deacons who guard the building.

The patrol deacon is responsible for cleaning up the alienated medicine boy in the dungeon, if he does not clean it up in time, the alienated medicine boy will be ignored, and it will soon cause a riot, and he will be in danger at that time.

As for the duties of this roving deacon, it is also simple, only to deal with the alienation of the medicine children in the cell in charge.

The deacon killed by Chu Ci is in charge of prisons A No. 1 to A No. 8, and the rotation time is in the middle of each month.

Once a medicine boy is alienated, this token will be inducted, and the surface will show which cell the alienated medicine boy belongs to.

As long as the cell within the scope of responsibility for the rotation time is ensured, the rest of the time can be completely surviving, and the risk of exposure is greatly reduced.

And because the deacon of the patrol building needs to be responsible for the monsters in the dungeon, compared to other deacons, in addition to living in the Dengxian Building, he can also choose a small courtyard to live alone at will, and he only needs to register in the registration department on the first floor of the Dengxian Building.

Chu Ci plans to go and register his own small courtyard tomorrow, so that no new customers will be sent in the future.

"Quenching the body and dispersing the medicine."

Chu Ci picked up the jade-colored vial.

The deacon of the Refining Muscle Realm can receive two bottles of medicinal powder every month to refine the physical body cultivation, which is just right for Chu Ci who is now preparing to refine the muscles.

At this moment, the bronze token resting on the side trembled slightly, and the word 'Jiasi' appeared on it.

After a moment of silence, Chu Ci quickly changed into the deacon Yin-Yang Warlock robe, put on the bronze mask, and walked straight out of the small courtyard with a sword.