The sky is misty and it rains continuously.

Early in the morning, everyone in Yacheng got up early, and the long ancient stone street was filled with people wearing raincoats. They looked helpless and regretful.

In the prison car, the young city lord, who was no longer human, was pushed to the execution ground by several prison guards like a dying wild dog.

The execution ground was at the gate of the city. In the past, jade merchants used to trade here. They were standing on both sides of the road at this time, looking at the young city lord in silence.

"In the end, it's these jade stones that are to blame."

"Yes, it is a crime to possess a jade. What kind of evil things can this young city lord do?"

"Even if Jiang Jiutao is poisoned, he is probably doing the last good deed for the people of this city."

No one threw leaves or spit, there were only long sighs.

A lifetime of good reviews, but you can't escape death.

"Is it my imagination?" The young jailer Qing Lei rubbed his eyes. When he looked at the young city lord again, he found that his thin arms and legs seemed to have grown a little flesh and were not completely skinny anymore.

From a skinny man to a skinny man, is the change so obvious after just one meal?

But when the little jailer's eyes fell on the scarred-faced warrior who was holding a silver sword and covered in tendons, he felt that he had indeed not woken up. The power gap was more than one level, not to mention that the warriors had cultivated their true energy. They could do whatever they wanted.

One punch is twice as powerful as an ordinary person.

A few handymen from the Jiang Mansion.

A beheading warrior.

There's no need to make a big deal out of killing a helpless person.

Moreover, the execution ground was marked with the name Jiang Mansion, so no one dared to rob the execution ground.

The scar-faced warrior simply tied up the criminal's hands and feet and dragged him to the small platform. Then he took out the silver sword in his hand and held it up to the sky. He used the rain as old wine to soak the blade!

"Do you have any regrets, such as not being disrespectful to the Jiang family?" the scar-faced warrior asked with a smile.

These words were obviously not spoken to the dying young city lord, but to the people who were still alive in Yacheng.

Being disrespectful to Jiang Mansion will result in this. Even if you are the administrator of this city, you will inevitably be beheaded in public!

Wu Hen maintained even breathing.

He felt the continuous rain and dew, looking for the spiritual factors contained in the world.

After eating the meat, the body shows signs of recovery.

But to break through to the second level of physical fitness, there is still some spiritual energy missing.

Along the way, Wu Hen was using the Spirit Gathering Breathing Technique. He is now quite proficient in the Spirit Gathering Breathing Technique. Even in a barren place like Chigang, he can collect the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

But Wu Hen soon discovered something was wrong.

There is no aura in the air here!

Even more barren than Chigang, not even as good as home??

It shouldn’t be. There are flourishing spiritual plants everywhere, auraful mountains and rivers full of vitality. How could such a lifeless world not have spiritual factors...

Generally, the introduction of spirituality begins with the sun and the moon. The sun and the moon endow the mountains, rivers and earth, and the mountains, rivers and earth nourish all living things. People who are proficient in the breathing method can not only absorb the spiritual essence through food and drink, but also directly through breathing.

The breath of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers.

As a person with an awakened sense of taste, Wu Hen could theoretically cultivate a creature no matter how useless it was.

At least it can evolve a dying dog into a second-level body in a short period of time.

So he asked the young jailer to find him demon spirit meat that contained spiritual energy. After leaving the prison, on the way to the execution ground, he could use the spirit-gathering breathing method to absorb the aura of heaven and earth to complete a physical evolution.

but……

There is no aura between heaven and earth!

“What’s going on??”

"The Zhenwu Continent can be regarded as a cultivation civilization. It is impossible not to have spiritual energy. Otherwise, how would the demon spirits in this world cultivate and how would these warriors condense their true energy?"

"Uncle Li Zhongshan once said that the world cannot be divorced from the essence of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers. The breathing method I have practiced is theoretically useful in the wild outer space. Stars and celestial bodies will emit heat, and heat is the broader spirit.

Rhyme and sayings.”

To put it bluntly, the natural breathing method is like an advanced solar panel. As long as there is brilliance from the sky and the earth, including the brilliance of the stars, it can absorb it and convert it into electrical energy.

Wu Hen has mastered the spirit-gathering effect, which is equivalent to expanding the pores on his body. His solar panels can spread into a solar field with a radius of several kilometers, focusing, absorbing, and transforming light...

This is considered a very advanced evolutionary "function".

But there is no light!

The vast rain curtain was like a light-blocking curtain that blocked out the sun, preventing the warm sunlight from reaching this world. No matter how powerful Wu Hen's solar energy absorption function was, it was useless.

"No, I didn't survive the first day either??"

Wu Hen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He thought that he had obtained enough information by surfing the Internet. With his wisdom and talent, he could flourish all the way even if the beginning was miserable, but in the end he still did not escape the fate of falling into a box.

This Zhenwu world must have laws of heaven and earth that I don't know yet.

After all, I was careless and did not conduct a more careful analysis.

"What, you don't want to talk about your regrets?" the scar-faced warrior asked with a sneer.

Wu Hen raised his head and wanted to use his spiritual vision to find the sun and moon in this world, but thick rain clouds covered the sun, moon and stars. The spirit-gathering breathing method did not work, and he could not evolve, let alone break free from the shackles.

Raindrops fell on Wu Hen's forehead, washing his dirty cheeks.

Suddenly, Wu Hen remembered something.

rain!

This rain was different from what they had known in the past. Wu Hen remembered that when he was chatting with the kitchen handyman, he was obviously very surprised that he was talking about rain.

Could it be that the rain in Zhenwu Continent is different??

Or should I say...

"Can you let me soak in the rain for a while?" Wu Hen said to the executioner.

"Okay, I have the final say whether your time comes or not." The scar-faced warrior smiled.

He was in no hurry to chop off the young city lord's head.

As a martial arts disciple, he is actually the lowest level of martial arts practitioners. It is rare that he can stand in front of the whole city and show his majesty like today. This job is not very good, but it is better than having face. In the future, this city

Everyone in the city must be respectful to him. If he stands here for a while, the people in this city will be more impressed by his face.

A small amount of power must be exercised to the maximum extent possible.

Wu Hen immediately gathered his energy and concentration, like a seed in dry soil, greedily absorbing the slightest drop of rain and dew between heaven and earth.

Rain may be the spirit of this world.

Therefore, spiritual factors are probably hidden in the rain.

Rainwater cannot be drunk directly, but Wu Hen began to absorb the aura in the rain and dew. When he first came into contact with the raindrops, Wu Hen felt a sense of solidity, as if he was interacting with grains of millet.

But soon, Wu Hen discovered that as long as the outer layer of the millet was peeled off, the rice inside would be full of energy.

"It's really hidden in the rain. The rain actually has a layer of clothing, which wraps the aura in the raindrops and will not be dispersed into the air of the world. It turns out that the spiritual practice of all living things here is not to breathe out the aura, but to absorb the spiritual rain.

!”

Wu Hen suddenly realized that the source of spirituality in this world is not the sun, the moon, or the mountains and rivers of the earth, but the rain that never stops.

In an instant, Wu Hen felt as if he had a clear vision. Hundreds of acupuncture points on his body were penetrated by absorbing the spiritual energy from the rain. His muscles, bones, and skin were like dry vegetation reviving, glowing with resilience and vitality, and forming a hard body.

Roots and stems!

The rain washed away the dirt on Wu Hen's skin. This dirt also included the dead skin that Wu Hen had shed. Gradually, new skin came out from inside. The originally dry body gradually gained a sense of bone and flesh.

, there is a full and solid sense of strength in the joint muscles...

Wu Hen was like a person who was overly dehydrated. After absorbing the rainwater, his body swelled up and he regained his vitality in an instant.

Dead wood rejuvenates!

Qing Lei, the young jailer not far away, looked at this scene in disbelief.

This time he didn't rub his eyes again, he could be sure that the Young City Lord was transforming!

"Creak, creak, creak!"

The broken shackles that bound him made a sound, and Gong's spine stood up little by little.

The scar-faced warrior was still scanning the people in this city with proud eyes, enjoying the sense of superiority he had gained after ten years of hard work.

Finally, the handymen next to him reminded him that something was not right about the young city lord's condition. He lowered his head and saw that the prisoner who had shed a large layer of mud had become stronger. He immediately realized that the prisoner might have broken through!

"Traitor, you are seeking death!"

The scar-faced warrior was extremely angry. He held his other hand on the handle of the knife, and unleashed brute force with both hands, slashing at the condemned prisoner!

"Boom!"

Wu Hen shouted loudly, shattered the shackles on his wrists and ankles, and immediately bent to the side to avoid the silver sword that was grazing his neck.
To be continued...