It has been almost a hundred days since Hu Bin was thrown into the "paradise" isolated from heaven and earth by Fang Wuxie, there is no time and night here, there are no modern facilities, not only do you cook by yourself, but there is not even a person to talk to, except for a little freedom than the prison, the environment is a little unexpected, there is no aspect better than the prison.

At first, he was still counting the days according to the time, probing and experimenting everywhere, looking for a way to get out of here, but gradually he lost the leisure and felt that there was no need.

It is indeed as Fang Wuxian said, it is not a Jedi but a "living land". The only connection to the outside world in this living place is the flowing water that never dries up. And the underground river network is vertical and horizontal, his cultivation is not enough, he can't reach the point where he doesn't need to breathe, he held his breath and went deep into Han Tan twice and almost didn't freeze to death in it, so he didn't dare to test it again.

Hu Bin is the youngest son of the Hu family with the most powerful power in China, a very famous "young talent", and the helmsman who has a force, he is a smart person, an extremely smart person.

Smart people rarely do foolish things, and Hu Bin will not, except for kidnapping Su Su to threaten Fang Wuxi.

Every time he thinks of this, Hu Bin can't wait to slap himself. He knew that Fang Wuxian (Fang Su) was the descendant of that person, and he dared to use extreme means to get what he wanted, he really regretted his death.

Of course, this regret is not that he should not be such a wicked person, but regrets that he was blinded by lard, and the invincible power over the years has made him lose his due vigilance, only when everyone is a clay figure that his Hu family can knead at will, but he forgot that the clay man also has three points of anger, and the dog can jump off the wall when he is in a hurry, not to mention the suspected heir of the immortal.

If time could come back, Hu Bin would never do such an unskilled thing as kidnapping that girl, especially after being instigated by Xiao Yan, he was blinded by hatred, and gave the girl a poison that would kill him, isn't this the rhythm of digging a pit for himself and then burying himself!

Alas, at the age of sixteen, he is the most eye-catching trendsetter in the business world, and for more than 20 years, he has grown into the most famous venture capitalist in China. Unexpectedly, at a critical time, he forgot the old business of venture capital and started to buy and sell as a bandit.

If time can come back, Hu Bin thought: he will definitely stop in time after the defeat of Shengdezhai, approach Fang Wuxian from another angle, just like Tang Jingting has always supported Fang Wuxie, and slowly became friends with him. That kid is a lover, and he attaches great importance to the morality of the rivers and lakes, if he really becomes a friend, are you afraid that there will be no benefits in the future?

It's a pity that time can't be repeated, Hu Bin is locked up in this isolated place, in addition to summing up the experience of failure, he can only practice day and night. I hope that I can get through it, and stay up until Fang Wuxian remembers him and comes here again, so that there is hope of leaving here.

I have to say that this paradise is a very suitable place for cultivation. The environment here is elegant, the aura of heaven and earth is abundant, and the most important thing is that there are no messy devices such as mobile phones and computers, and you can't see anyone. In this way, except for eating, sleeping, and being in a daze, all the time can be used for cultivation.

In more than 100 days, Hu Bin had already crossed the threshold of the fifth order and became a veritable Gang Qi Realm cultivator.

The ascension of the realm gave Hu Bin a vague deeper understanding of cultivation. He had longed for great power, even to the point of immortality like the myth, so he was demonic in his quest for what he had left behind. But with the breakthrough of the realm, he suddenly understood that there may be many shortcuts in cultivation, but powerful power must be obtained step by step. Instead of trying to ascend to the sky in one step, it is better to lay a solid foundation and take a step by step to grow a lotus.

Shut it up! It's good to be locked up here, maybe one day you will really cultivate to become an immortal!

Time passed slowly, and Hu Bin slowly calmed down.

On this day, after thirty-six weeks of practice, he went to Hantan to wash off the stolen goods that had been refined in his body, and walked back naked. The reason why he was naked was because he only had one set of clothes when he was captured, and it was still in tatters, and if he wore it every day, once he had the opportunity to go out, he would not even have a fig leaf.

He went back to the thatched hut naked to rest, and before he entered the door, he felt that the room seemed to be different from usual, as if there was an extra breath. He looked around a little dazedly, this place is beyond the world, it is impossible for outsiders to come in, is it an illusion?

Hu Bin put his hand on the door, did not hear the breath, did not have a heartbeat, but sensed a dead breath. The cultivator is the most sensitive to the qi between heaven and earth, and although he is not a master of ghost hunting, he can also vaguely feel the "dead qi" that only exists in the dead.

This place of Jedi outsiders can't get in, there is a dead air, isn't it that after the death of the guy, the body has returned here?

Hu Bin's heart moved, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to open the door of the house, and saw the corpse lying on the bed like a dry corpse, his heart completely cooled.

"Is it really dead?" Hu Bin stood at the door in a daze, of course he was not sad to see Fang Wuxian dead, but worried that once Fang Wuxian died, he would never be able to leave here again.

But why did this guy die so strangely, how did he become a dried corpse?

Hu Bin's true qi was all over his body, and he condensed a pale golden Gang Qi armor to cover his body. His skin is well-born, and it is a little funny when he is naked, but this pale golden armor looks heroic, like an immortal.

He cautiously walked to the head of the bed, reached out to probe the snort of the dried corpse, and touched his heart, and was completely sure that the man was dead. But he is not familiar with Fang Wuxie, he has been locked up here for too long, his memory is somewhat muddy, and he has forgotten Fang Wuxie's appearance. At this time, although he guessed that the dry corpse was Fang Wuxie, he looked at the skeleton in front of him, and the more he looked at it, the more it looked like it was in his memory.

Hu Bin's eyes looked back and forth on the corpse, there was no flesh and blood under the gray and cracked skin, and through the cracks in the skin, the slightly blackened bones could be seen. He took a stick and knocked on the bare leg bones of the dried corpse, and it was broken, obviously too crispy.

This corpse is not new! The flesh and blood were dried, the bones were crispy, and at least a month had to die.

Hu Bin came to this conclusion, and was so frightened that his heart was a little abrupt, how could a dried corpse that had been dead for a month suddenly appear on his bed. Could it be that the guy made it out to scare people?

yes, he must be scaring me.

Hu Bin grabbed it in the air, and his qi condensed into a big hand to throw the dried corpse out of the thatched house, but as soon as the big hand touched the body of the dried corpse, it was like a drop of water poured onto a sponge, and it was absorbed by the dried corpse in an instant.

Hu Bin was shocked, hurriedly took two steps back, and saw the right hand of the dried corpse hanging under the bed, with a jade wrench on his thumb.

Hu Bin vaguely remembered that Fang Wuxian also had a dark blue jade wrench finger on his hand, although he couldn't tell if this dry corpse was wearing Fang Wuxie's one, but there are very few people with this thing in modern society, so it seems that this strange dried corpse is undoubtedly the one nine times out of ten.

[Author's digression]: Chapter 2