There was nothing to do in the afternoon, Wednesday simply rested in the dormitory, played an afternoon game, ate in the evening, and ran out into the field as usual on Wednesday.

In the past few days, when I have nothing to do on Wednesdays, I will always study mortal body refining decisions, but in fact, it is not a study, after all, it is clearly recorded in it, and the best time for cultivation is nothing more than evening and morning, and this time is the time when the aura is the strongest.

Wednesday is now slowly becoming more proficient in the sense of aura, even during work hours, when he is fine, he closes his eyes and stabilizes his mind, and he can slowly feel the aura in the prison area, but because there are too many people, he doesn't dare to practice on Wednesday, and whoever comes down at a critical time will probably have to go crazy on Wednesday, not to mention that there are too many people, and the aura is not very abundant.

Soon, Wednesday had stopped at the top of a mountain, and there was no one around, and the cold wind was whining on the top of the mountain.

Wednesday grinned and sat down cross-legged, his eyes closed, steady.

Soon, Wednesday felt the aura around him, and a violent aura surged out. The old rules, if you don't want to be beaten, you will obediently give Lao Tzu over.

Soon, Wednesday felt that his dantian position was already bulging and swollen, and he couldn't absorb more spiritual energy.

This feeling is very clear on Wednesday, this marks that the aura contained in his dantian has reached the limit, and there is no way to absorb it, at this time, if you want to absorb it again, there are only three ways, one is to expand the dantian, the other is to compress the aura, and the other is to break through, because once you break through, the capacity of your dantian will definitely expand, in fact, it is also a disguised expansion of the dantian.

After more than half a month, Wednesday finally saw the harvest, thinking that he was about to be called a monk in the mortal realm, Wednesday felt his whole soul tremble.

The next moment, Wednesday began to frantically absorb the aura around him. The Five Elements Aura rushed towards Wednesday's body like a stormy wave, then passed through the meridians, and finally squeezed into Wednesday's dantian.

One more, one more, Wednesday consciousness roared desperately.

Looking at the aura that was about to transform from gaseous to foggy, Wednesday felt nervous like never before.

The aura is transformed little by little, and added little by little.

Bang ~ Bang Bang ~ A slight sound came out, and Wednesday's divine consciousness quickly sank into the dantian, and in Wednesday's memory, there was no record of mortal body refining techniques encountering such a situation.

The dantian did not explode, and Wednesday breathed a sigh of relief.

The next moment

Wednesday felt his head buzzing, and Wednesday was a little dazed when he looked at the situation in his dantian.

The five kinds of aura in the dantian still occupy the entire dantian evenly, but the aura that originally filled the entire dantian has now become five round balls, slowly rotating in the dantian, and the five elements of aura rushed into the dantian and then found their own sphere and rushed in, and the originally full dantian became empty again after the appearance of five spheres.

No way!

What's the situation? Did Lao Tzu mutate?

Wednesday tried hard to check the mortal body refining technique in his memory, but unfortunately it hurt his head, and Wednesday did not find a description of such a situation.

It's not like it, people who go crazy are usually crazy, but Lao Tzu is very sober and rational now.

After studying myself repeatedly for a long time on Wednesday, I finally accepted this fact.

Lao Tzu has mutated!

What made Wednesday depressed immediately was how to cultivate after his mutation, and there was no introduction in the mortal body refining technique, so it seemed that he had to study it himself.

Wednesday couldn't help but think of what Dark and himself said, about the rules and laws, it seems that he really has to start from scratch, and he has to grope forward.

The aura in the surrounding space gradually thinned, and he stopped cultivating on Wednesday.

I went back to my dorm on Wednesday and slept after chatting with a few colleagues for a while.

After eating in the morning, Wednesday whistled to the fourth prison area.

Wednesday is now a celebrity in prison, so I found a random person, inquired, and found the criminal who was not easy to manage on Wednesday.

The offender is not very old, it is estimated that he is twenty-three or fourteen years old, with a well-proportioned figure, although he is wearing a prison uniform, but he is also clean, and the first feeling I had when I saw him on Wednesday was that this child really looked like a showman.

"Got a fight?" said Wednesday leaning against the railing of the bed across from Xiucai.

"Hmm. "Xiucai is also polite when he speaks.

"Why?"

"It's nothing, I guess it's easier to bully than I look. Xiucai pursed the corners of his lips and raised his eyes to look at the prisoners at the door.

Coaxed, the prisoner at the door disappeared in an instant as if he had seen a beast.

"Haha, it's quite a deterrent. Wednesday looked at the scattered crowd and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Used to fight a lot?"

"It's almost, after all, it's easy to be bullied, there's no way to do it. Xiucai shrugged his shoulders, and he could feel Xiucai's helplessness on Wednesday.

"Practiced?" Wednesday stared at Xiucai's white face.

"Nope. ”

"In this way, give you a chance, fight with me, win against me once, and I will apply for a reduction in your sentence for half a year. ”

"How many years have you been sentenced to?" asked Wednesday continued.

"Intentional injury, 8 years. Are you sure you want to fight me?" Xiucai also stared at Wednesday closely.

"Hmm. "Say yes on Wednesday.

"You don't have the conditions?"

"Of course there is, in the future, others will not bully you, and you will not be allowed to fight again, of course, if others bully you, try to be lighter. "Wednesday thought about it.

"Good. When will you fight?" Xiucai was a little impatient, his eight-year sentence, if Wednesday really had that ability, he would be released as long as he won sixteen times, but Xiucai also knew that it was impossible, but it was also a cool thing to be able to beat up the arrogant police officer in front of him.

"This is a prison, fights are not allowed, just wait. Wednesday replied and walked out with a shake of his shoulders.

Four days later, Wednesday looked at the much enlarged aura ball in his dantian and walked to the prison satisfied.

The fourth prison area was particularly lively today, with hundreds of prisoners gathering in the activity hall, and the chaotic voices were about to tear off the roof of the activity room. In the middle of the hall was a ring, and on the edge of the ring hung a banner - Four Prison District Physical Fitness Competition.

Wednesday looked at everything in front of him, and a smile opened at the corner of his mouth, this is his biggest wish for a while, so that he can justifiably beat people in the future, but this incident also made Wednesday pay a "big" price, that is, the prison warden's order must be carried out in the future, and people must be on call, which is equivalent to signing a deed of sale on Wednesday and selling it to the black face.

The opening naturally needs some verbose form, in fact, it is nothing more than wanting to put this activity on a reasonable and appropriate hat, and soon the opening introduction ended, Wednesday and Xiucai also stood in the two corners of the ring, and the referee played by the police officer in the prison area in the ring unprofessionally read out the rules of the game, and the game started.

Wednesday's eyes swept over Xiucai opposite, and suddenly there was a familiar feeling, and after recalling it carefully, a playful smile rose in Wednesday's eyes.