Disguise, just a small way, when facing a real strong, the disguise technique is basically useless.

The reason why Bai Yi attaches great importance to the hundred-faced fish face is that he wants to refine this fish face, which can be changed at will, on the body of the puppet of a thousand machines.

The flexibility of the Thousand Machine Puppet is already higher than that of other types of puppets, and it has a certain level of intelligence, if you add a vivid human face, then this Thousand Machine Puppet can easily be confused, and become the owner's doppelganger in some dangerous times, perhaps thus avoiding a life and death disaster.

Wonderful materials must be used in the most suitable places to get the most value for money.

I didn't expect to be able to harvest a hundred-faced fish face in the heavenly prison, Bai Yi felt a burst of joy in his heart, and he was interested in Yang Hai, the first disciple of the Dan Pavilion.

"Tell me, how you deceived your teacher and destroyed your ancestors, and you were abolished and cultivated. Bai Yi squatted outside the prison and asked curiously, anyway, the eastern area of the prison is huge, and there are only a dozen prisoners in more than a hundred prisons, as long as there is no loud noise, others can't hear the conversation between the two at all.

Yang Hai gradually lowered his head, his fluffy messy hair covered his dirty face, he was silent for a long time, and said hoarsely: "I secretly ate a six-grade spirit pill that my master spent many years refining to ......."

Hearing the other party's simple explanation, Bai Yi felt bored.

The six-grade spirit pill, the alchemy of the Jindan realm cultivators is at its limit, in Bai Yi's opinion, the six-grade spirit pill is really not worth mentioning, but in the eyes of many low-level cultivators, the six-grade spirit pill is extremely precious, even the powerhouses of the Yuanying realm, it is not that it can be refined by refining.

"What elixir, what is the effect?" With a last trace of curiosity, Bai Yi asked in a low voice.

Yang Hai shook his head and said heavily: "Dan is nameless, but he has exhausted the savings of Shizun's half of his life, which was originally used by his old man to impact Yuanying, but it was stolen and eaten by me, and I Yang Hai has fallen to this, and I deserve it." ”

The elixir refined by a Jindan powerhouse who exhausted half of his life's savings can be imagined, but it was eaten by Yang Hai, and that Dan elder did not kill Yang Hai directly, and it was already considered benevolent and righteous.

Bai Yi's eyebrows moved slightly, and a trace of doubt appeared in his heart, and he asked, "What cultivation did you have at that time?"

"Later stage of foundation building. Yang Hai did not hide it and said truthfully.

The doubts in Bai Yi's heart became a little heavier, he pondered for a moment, and said puzzledly: "It is difficult for the foundation building monk to withstand the medicinal effect of the six-grade spirit pill, and it is difficult for the foundation building cultivator to steal the six-grade spirit pill, are you crazy?"

"It's crazy. Yang Hai showed a pair of confused eyes from his messy hair, and muttered: "When I smelled the incense of that elixir, it was like a demon, and I couldn't control myself at all. ”

After that, Yang Hai let out a sad laugh and said: "As you said, the Zhuji monk can't bear the medicinal effect of the six-grade elixir at all, I have been tortured by erysipelas for thirty years, and every poison is worse than death, so I have to cut the flesh to attract ants, and use the weak medicinal effect of black ants to relieve some pain." ”

"Cultivation is in vain, erysipelas torture, life is worse than death, why do you want to steal life. Bai Yi stood up and said in a light tone: "It's better to die, it's a hundred." ”

When he said this, he was not indifferent.

Since Yang Hai has reached this point, it is really better to live than to die, Xiaoyao Xianjun is not a good man and a woman, he has seen too many lives and deaths, and has experienced too many joys and sorrows, in Bai Yi's eyes, Yang Hai's death is a hundred times easier than living.

"Dead ......" Yang Hai raised his head, a trace of fluctuation suddenly appeared in his confused eyes, stared at Bai Yi, and said: "I also want to die, but the master has nurtured me for many years, and he is as kind to me as a mountain, but I have no hope of making him advance, this debt, if I don't die, I will have the opportunity to repay, as long as I can repay the grace of the master, what if I die!"

A wisp of color appeared in his eyes, Bai Yi nodded slightly, and said approvingly: "Brother Yang has clear grievances, not only does he not hold a grudge against your master for abolishing your cultivation, but also wants to repay your kindness, this righteousness is rare." ”

"It's just a thought. Yang Hai leaned against the wall again, half of his body disappeared into the darkness, and muttered hoarsely: "Perhaps, I am too cowardly to die......

can still think of making up for his mistakes in such a situation, in Bai Yi's opinion, Yang Hai is a person with a good character, at least he dares to act, he has no complaints and no grudges, but he is a man.

"Termites are much more potent than black ants, if Brother Yang needs it, I will send you some termites tomorrow and say goodbye." Bai Yi left a whisper and left Yang Hai's prison, after all, Bai Yi got a hundred-faced fish face, Bai Yi had already made a lot of money, and he also had a snail ant queen, even if he was alive, he could give birth to a bunch of termites.

"Thank you!" Yang Hai said two words briefly in the prison, and then remained motionless again.

Carrying the food box on his back, Bai Yi distributed the rest of the food to the other prisoners one after another, and when the last prison was finished, he was ready to go back to cultivation.

"Little brother, wait, wait!"

Bai Yi was just about to leave, when suddenly the prisoner in this last prison called him very politely.

Inside the prison was a young man as thin as a horse monkey, with a knife-striped face, a little bald eyebrows, and a pair of rat eyes.

"Something?" Bai Yi stood outside the prison and asked indifferently.

"Little brother, do my brother a favor. The rat-eyed young man lay on the cell door and looked left and right, lowered his voice and said, "You see that the leftovers of gruel every day have almost made me thin to dry, help me get some meat." ”

As he spoke, the rat-eyed young man squeezed his eyebrows and promised, "Don't worry, as long as you can provide me with meat for a month, I will give you a low-grade spirit stone!"

"Prisoner, there are spirit stones too?" Bai Yi showed a curious look, and took a few steps forward, and an imperceptible strange color suddenly flashed in the eyes of the mouse-eyed young man, and then it was well concealed.

"When I was locked in, I hid secretly. The rat-eyed young man said, revealing the corner of a spirit stone from the belt around his waist, and hurriedly tucked it back, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

"Get me meat, and the spirit stone will be given to you!" said the rat-eyed young man in a low voice.

"Okay, I'll see if I can get some meat. Bai Yi stared at the other party's hidden spirit stone's clothes, and there was a slight greed in his eyes.

Seeing the other party like this, the mouse-eyed young man sneered in his heart, but on the surface, he told very seriously: "There are pheasants and hares in the mountains and forests outside the wind ditch, and you are not a prisoner, you can enter and leave the prison at will, you will definitely be able to catch some, remember, you have to roast them." ”

"Don't worry, it will be baked for you, and then it will be delivered. ”

After speaking, Bai Yi turned around and left, and a cold killing intent suddenly flashed in the eyes of the rat-eyed young man, he had been bribed a few days ago, and the other party promised that as long as he abolished this disciple who came to complete the task, he could let him leave the prison ahead of schedule, and reduce his punishment of twenty years to three years.

Seventeen years in prison was a rare opportunity for the rat-eyed young man, abolishing an outer disciple who had completed the task, as long as he didn't cause any trouble, no one would punish him at all, because he was already in prison and could easily hide and shirk.

Thinking in his heart about scrapping the other party's arms or breaking the other party's legs and feet, the mouse-eyed young man was complacent for a while, and he got the bait of his low-level spirit stone, but he didn't realize that the moment Bai Yi turned around, a cold sneer had already appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the little greed in his eyes had already turned into a wisp of killing intent!