Chapter 2 Bloody morning light

The strong wind stormed the black waves and slammed hard on the boat board. The worn-out cement transport ship let out a squeaking moan, as if it could disintegrate at any time. The fishy white water foam overflowed on the deck, and except for the little dim light in the cockpit, there was no ghost on the boat.

Huge waves rushed one by one, and the ship advanced ten feet, but was pushed back eight feet. Amid the hull's groan, the firm old guy slowly advanced towards an unknown beach in England.

Several crew members secretly lifted a cover on the deck with the same appearance as ordinary iron sheets, carefully grasped the surrounding objects, and sighed sincerely: "God bless, this is really a good weather."

A bearded crew member made a spotlight and sent a series of signals to the distant coast. Immediately, lights of responses were heard from the opposite side. The bearded man relaxed and praised: "God, the money was secured this time. I will definitely repent when I go back. If I do it for another ten years, I will retire and stop doing this smuggling business."

At the bottom of the cabin, bypassing a pile of tightly-coded cement bags, more than thirty people were crowded in a small space of about 40 square meters, with dim dust on his face. No, Yi Chen was holding back his vomiting and sitting cross-legged in the innermost corner, madly condensing his true energy again and again according to the master's mental methods.

The dantian was still empty, and the damaged meridians were heart-wrenching and painful. Yi Chen's eyes were blood red, his hands were pinched into handprints, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat and water. Unfortunately, he still had no effect at all.

After going down the mountain, Yi Chen was confused and didn't know what to do. He didn't know anything except practicing Taoism. He went to Guangxi and encountered the snake head smuggled. He had no brains to think about it. Yi Chen believed them.

The boat swayed up and down a few more times, Yi Chen felt a little bored in his chest, and he vomited a mouthful of yellow water, which happened to be on the man in front of him. The man didn't say anything. Everyone came here along the way, and no one was much cleaner than others. As for the nausea smell of yellow water spitting out, anyway, the stench in the air can make a normal person faint, and it would be no big deal to add a little.

A crew member walked in with his nose covering his nose and shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up, you bastards, fuck, come out quickly, let's take you ashore...ah, the gold-filled Britain is here." The crew member could still tease these people and snakes in unfamiliar Mandarin. He felt very proud, and couldn't help but laugh a few times.

Yi Chen stopped and had nothing to carry. Anyway, he signed a sales contract, and the forged ID card was taken away by the snake head. The job was arranged by the snake heads, and he had no luggage and property, so he stood up and stepped on the other people's arms and thighs, and walked out the first one with his belly and head.

When he walked to the deck, the cold and biting wind and rain made Yi Chen shiver all over his body. The true energy was destroyed. The body he had trained before had gradually deteriorated because he had lost the nourishment of the true energy, and gradually became the level of an ordinary person. After all, he had not yet truly transformed. Yi Chen almost fell down in the cold wind and rain.

Several crew members wearing life jackets came over, grabbed Yi Chen and threw it out of the deck. Several people on the small rubber boat below caught Yi Chen and left him to lie at the bottom of the boat like throwing garbage, so they didn't bother with his life or death.

Nowadays, the Tianxing Sect should be the time for the disciples to gather their star power (Yi Chen does not have the concept of time zone at this moment, and it is already dawn in China at this moment). Under the protection of the Mud-Tian Liangyi Formation, others cannot find the mountain gate of the Tianxing Sect. Such cold wind and rain are impossible to penetrate.

Yi Chen's eyes were sore, tears mixed with the rain. Several big feet stepped on Yi Chen's body, and several smuggled humans and snakes were sent down again.

Yi Chen shouted in his heart: "I am not convinced, I will definitely go back, I will definitely... Why? Why? What did I do wrong? Didn't I intentionally enter the forbidden area, did I want me to patrol the back mountain every day? Am I wrong when I flew across the forbidden area?"

The rubber boat advanced to the shore with difficulty, and a big wave came, and the rubber boat was thrown up suddenly. Several boat crew members grabbed the ropes on the hull tightly, while an unlucky human snake was swept into the sea of ​​anger. A crew member yelled: "Sit down, sit down, otherwise it will be as if he were done..." No one went to save him. What is the life of a human snake?

Yi Chen clenched his fists tightly, and his mind was full of the figures of Tian Xinzi, Tian Fengzi and others. The original elders of Cihe's masters, Yi Chen thought of it as hideous and terrifying as a demon king.

The rubber boat finally approached the shore, and more than a dozen people wearing black raincoats rushed into the sea water, pulling the human and snakes above and throwing them into the container truck on the shore. Yi Chen entered the container truck in a daze. As soon as his body touched a solid ground, he immediately made a cross-legged, pinched his handprints, and began to use the energy to condense the energy. A man in black who pulled them into the car looked at Yi Chen's posture, shook his head and cursed: "Damn, another person who practiced martial arts and got angry. Damn, is it so popular now for cults?"

Another man in black muttered: "Damn it, don't worry about him. Look at his boy's body, he is a good coolie anyway. Just make money for us."

After picking up all the human and snakes, except for four people who fell into the sea of ​​rage, the others were crowded in two closed container trucks and quickly drove towards London while the night was dark.

Yi Chen's body is strong, and his job is to carry iron blocks for this underground hardware processing factory, each of which is nearly 200 kilograms of iron blocks, carrying more than fifty blocks every day. Even though Yi Chen's body is a little stronger than ordinary people, he still cannot withstand such great intensity of labor. In addition, his diet is too slow, and he sees his body weakening day by day, from carrying one piece by one person at the beginning to carrying one piece by two people.

Late at night three months later, Yi Chen continued to practice cross-legged on his floor, and the star power was filled with all around him. Yi Chen could clearly sense them, but Yi Chen could not use them at all. Yi Chen's body could not mobilize even a trace of breath to attract their arrival.

Yi Chen was crazy and meditated according to the master's magic formula, looking inside, guiding, and enhancing his energy...

Maybe Yi Chen's talent was too high. When Tian Xinzi destroyed his cultivation, he did not cut off the origin of his true energy. Yi Chen gradually felt a trace of true energy wandering out from somewhere in the Dantian. Yi Chen was overjoyed and began to carefully guide the negligible true energy to flow.

However, just as I grasped this trace of true energy, a huge force rushed over and over again, shaking the trace of true energy that Yi Chen had worked hard to dissipate.

Yi Chen was desperate. This was clearly the True Energy Lock given to him by the elders of the masters. Although he lost his true energy, he could still rely on his powerful body to run rampant.

Since that day, Yi Chen has lived like a walking corpse, and his body has gradually been unable to withstand the double blows of spirit and body, and has gradually collapsed.

Another month later, Yi Chen was carrying a piece of iron, and the heavy iron ingot broke a foot of the worker. In panic, Yi Chen found the boss of the workshop and begged: "Boss, give Xiao Huang some wages to see the injury, please."

The workshop owner lit a inferior cigarette and shouted viciously: "His leg is broken? I deserve it, a group of Chinese pig tricks. Damn, I gave Snake Head 15,000 pounds each. Have you earned me back this money? You dead pig trick, you should die, that kid throws it out for me, how he dies, you continue to work for me. Damn, if you don't have a legal ID card, will the hospital register you? Idiot, the British medical system will not treat people like you."

Several thugs kicked Yi Chen out of the boss's room and repaired him hard. Yi Chen didn't understand anything at all, but the boss's unwillingness to pay was that he understood.

Xiao Huang was thrown out and threw it into the gutter in the suburbs. Before leaving, the thugs gave him a steel pipe in the head. Of course, except for the coroner at Scotland Yard, no one was concerned about his life or death.

Seven days later, Yi Chen, who was forced to do anything, saw that he was no longer able to do it, the boss who was afraid that he would die in his workshop was intoxicated and asked someone to throw him out. Yi Chen was thrown into a river berth covered by trees in the suburbs. A thug made a gesture to smash his head, and the other stopped him: "Forget it, Johnny, keep some strength. He is almost dead and hasn't eaten for three days... Are you still afraid that he will get up and seek revenge for us? Ah hahahaha, leave some strength to find a girl tonight."

Several thugs drove away with a thunderous laugh, leaving Yi Chen lying on the river beach like a dead dog, with half of his body soaked in the water.

Yi Chen looked at the stars in the sky with blank eyes, familiar stars, and has been constantly turning around since ancient times, meticulously, without any change...

Yi Chen stared blankly at the rise and fall of the stars. For two days, he was already approaching the underworld, and there was a breath of heat in his mouth and nose.

Gradually, in recent days, what Yi Chen has been doing has caused Yi Chen, who is approaching death, to raise up again. A faint innate vitality was generated from the dantian, and gradually began a new cycle. The huge star power still rushed out and eliminated the weak vitality. Yi Chen looked at the stars in the sky, and instinctively used the true energy from the elders of the master to seal him as his own power. The thoughts came from, forcibly incorporated him into his previous cycle.

Yi Chen's body was shocked, and a stream of true energy had poured into the channel of his former star power, and it started to move in a familiar way. The nearby star power cheered and rushed into the body that they were already very accustomed to. Under the guidance of that true energy, it moistened Yi Chen's body that was about to die like a spring breeze.

Yi Chen was like a dry land. After contacting the water source, he began to crazily absorb the power of these stars that could save his life. Straws of faint silver mist gathered into this river bay and poured into Yi Chen's body. Yi Chen's body had begun to shrink and shrivel and slowly swelled up, and his dry skin slowly emitting a silver non-human luster...

Is it really destined to be destined? If anyone has changed to anyone, after the true energy is destroyed, since they cannot stimulate their true energy again, the power used by Tian Xinzi and others to seal him will not be touched. They will only quietly watch over Yi Chen and let him live as a normal person. But Yi Chen is a monster with a talent far exceeding the so-called genius. He can also generate a trace of the weakest true energy. Under the traction of the qi, these forces that come out to suppress are randomly introduced into his circulation by Yi Chen, who no longer knows whether he is dead or alive. The true energy of the same origin and flow rushes into the meridians that operate according to the same mental method, causing the current miracle... Everything can only be explained by miracles.

Relying on the river water beside him, Yi Chen survived for three days. After three days, he recovered most of his energy. There was a weak but real energy in his body. He stood up roaringly and punched more than a dozen large trees nearby.

Yi Chen, who escaped from death and had the opportunity to restore his strength, had a lot of his beliefs in his heart. Although the one who was loyal to Taoism on Mount Emei was a bit too hard and cruel, Yi Chenzi, who was simple in nature, had completely disappeared. These experiences of time have gradually taken shape to the future gangster boss Yi Chen.

Unceremoniously, he robbed several passers-by British people and searched all their wallets. Yi Chen found a place to live in the Chinese Street in London, and began to try his best to restore his strength. At the same time, he would rest as much as possible for his body that was almost facing collapse some time ago.

Two months later, the hardware workshop suddenly caught fire in the middle of the night. The boss and more than 20 thugs all broke their necks and their bones were broken to death. What surprised the people in Scotland Yard was that one of their thighs was smashed down with steel pipes. They could only use "cult rituals." to explain this problem.

Yi Chen walked slowly along the dark and remote alleys in the old city of London, his heart was filled with vicious murderous intent... Haha, the master sect drove me out... Haha, the King of Hell didn't accept me... Hahaha, what shit monks are not allowed to attack mortals? What monks must cultivate their minds and pursue the way of heaven? Damn, I killed so many people and set off a wildfire, why didn't God punish me? It turns out that God, you are farting too?

If you leave your Tianxing Sect, can't you live if you act like me? I'm alive again... If you leave Emei Mountain, can't you become a human? Then, let you see if I can make a difference.

People from the Immortal Path have abandoned me, so what's wrong with me even if I am possessed by a demon? First, if you monks are not allowed to kill people, I will kill people for you... Isn't there any bullshit underworld? I'll join the underworld and make a comeback...

A series of low and tragic cry attracted the attention of Yi Chen, who was full of murderous intent. He slowly walked towards an alley in the slanting. A thin and red-haired young man was struggling on the ground. Beside him, several people in strange black robes were twisting and struggling on the ground. On the handsome face of the young man, there was a deep sword mark that almost split his head, and blood was rushing out like a stream.

Yi Chen squatted gently beside him and asked him coldly in stammering English: "Do you want to die or live?"

The young man's eyes emitted a vicious light of hatred, and he used all his last ray of strength to roar: "I'm not dead, I want to live!"

Looking at the young man who was unconscious, Yi Chen murmured to himself, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Then, your life belongs to me now..."
Chapter completed!