Chapter 1: The Bandit Struck by Lightning
A construction site located in the midst of a high-rise building.
The workers are doing their jobs in an orderly manner.
However, there is a figure in this construction site that is very eye-catching.
A young man with long hair wrapped in a bun in the brie, calmly carrying a steel bar as thick as an adult's thigh.
This young man was tall and heroic. It looks very out of place compared to the people around him.
The only difference, however, was that the young man quit after a few days. The boss of the construction site even planned to promote him to foreman.
However, after the young man resigned, the wallets of these rich bosses were all gone.
Yang Wuji sat under the bridge pier and ate the bread in his hand helplessly. He has been in this world for three days. I don't even have a serious meal money.
Yang Wuji before coming to this unknown world. Originally, he was a thief who ran rampant in the world.
In his time. What Yang Wuji does is the job of killing people and living harder.
However, although he said that the more people kill, the more they live. But he also has his own ethics.
At the very least, the one who should be killed will definitely not be able to run.
Shouldn't have been killed. Yang Wuji let them go back as if he couldn't see it.
Yang Wuji debuted at the age of fourteen, killed people at the age of sixteen, and at the age of nineteen, with a big simple knife, cut off the head of Feng Hu, the first thief of the Evil Tiger Gang, under the Evil Tiger Gang, and then became the most powerful bandit in a radius of more than 500 miles on the widest avenue leading through the Central Plains to the Western Regions.
Twenty-three-year-old Yang Wuji was already famous when he replaced his habitual Dapu knife with a long sword, and before he was forty, he was already respected by people in the martial arts as a hundred taboos.
and at the age of forty-four. He replaced the long sword in his hand with the long knife he was accustomed to.
Because Yang Wuji found that his sword was used well. I still feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.
Even if he was no less than any of the seven great swordsmen in the world at that time in terms of swordsmanship.
There is a saying circulating among them that if someone can break through the limits of their body. Then he can break through the shackles of the human body and fly to the heavenly realm.
Ever since Yang Wuji learned the news. He's been working on it all along.
If it's a vague rumor, forget it.
It's just a pity that this is a real thing. In the past dynasties, there have really been many people who have ascended to the heavenly realm.
Yang Wuji was fifty years old. After the banquet hosted the heads of the major forces within a radius of thousands of miles from Evil Tiger Gang, as well as the figures with heads and faces in the rivers and lakes.
Yang Wuji announced that he would retire from now on.
For those novices, Yang Wuji is gone, and the business will be easy to do after he leaves.
And for those who have eyes. In the future, you can't provoke Yang Wuji. Even if Yang Wuji is idle and has nothing to do, this is the case.
Because there are many famous people in the rivers and lakes who are like him.
When the limelight was at its peak, he retired from the rivers and lakes. I don't need to say exactly what I did. Shatter the Void.
Their cultivation methods there are divided into: The realm of inlet qi, inner qi, true qi and condensation, as well as the realm of returning to the basics and shattering the void.
There are not many realms.
But the gap between each realm. It's like the gap between heaven and earth.
Perhaps ordinary people can't make up for this realm.
At the age of sixty-seven. Yang Wuji found the relics left behind by the martial arts giant Heavenly Dao Man who ascended to the Heavenly Realm in ancient times. In it, he obtained the supreme qi of the Dao system of the Heavenly Dao people and the Heavenly Dao people's personal ornament Optimus Dzi.
And he also closed the dead pass in the ruins.
When he was seventy-seven years old. Yang Wuji finally broke through the realm of returning to nature that had plagued him for more than twenty years, shattering the void.
However, just when he ascended to the heavenly realm and achieved the dream that everyone dreamed of.
Suddenly, a bolt of thunder landed directly above his head.
When he woke up, he found that he couldn't move, and there was a dark ghost in front of him.
He didn't know how long he had been.
He didn't even know if he was a jellyfish in the sea now. Follow the sea and go with the flow. I don't know when it will stop.
I don't know how long it took. Yang Wuji only felt that his eyes suddenly lit up. Immediately, his eyes, which were looking directly at the sun, had nothing to do, hurt.
The next second he lost consciousness.
I don't know how long I was in a coma again.
Yang Wuji couldn't help but open his eyes.
Then he looked at the scene in front of him. The complexion is slightly sluggish.
At this time, Yang Wuji was in a place where he didn't know if it was a town.
Everywhere there were tall buildings he had never seen before!
There is a high building next to it.
It can even be compared to several major peaks of Evil Tiger Hills.
Although it is said that the Evil Tiger Gang is just a hill on the border outside the territory. Because the topography is important. Therefore, there is an endless flow of merchants.
It's not that high, though.
However, Yang Wuji has been dominating the world for decades. I've never seen a house as tall as a hill. Even the emperor's house was not so high.
Look at the steel boxes running around at random.
Yang Wuji muttered with a sluggish expression.
"I can't be the Ascension Heavens!"
At this time, Yang Wuji realized that the people on the side were looking at him with a look like a hooligan.
Seeing this, Yang Wuji immediately reacted.
The black robe on his body had been torn into strips of rags.
Although Yang Wuji said that he was born as a bandit. But in the future, he has a very good reputation in the rivers and lakes.
And before retiring to the rivers and lakes. He also has a very big pomp everywhere he goes.
Seventy-something. Being looked at by so many people with a strange look.
It's strange that Yang Wuji can stand it.
So when Yang Wuji saw this, he immediately planned to leave.
However, when he wanted to move.
Suddenly, his eyes went black. And he sat down on the ground at once. Then he looked at his legs with a blank expression.
Yang Wuji, who was trembling with his head down. A trembling hand was reached. At this time, no one saw Yang Wuji's face hidden under the chaotic long hair, and he was extremely frightened.
"My internal strength...... Empty ......"
Something happened that scared Yang Wuji very much.
Logically speaking.
His internal strength is in the sea, condensed by the incomparably turbulent waves.
And according to the Gang Qi left by the Heavenly Dao people, he also reformed it.
In the fusion of Yang Wuji's divine water internal strength. He has created an innate and innate practice of Gang Qi.
There is no such thing as running out of internal forces at all.
Why is it that now I have no internal qi in my whole body.
And Yang Wuji also discovered. His hands began to tremble.
It's incredible. It's been decades. Ever since he became famous, he hasn't felt a hand shake again. This is for a man who eats with a knife. It's a fatal wound.
And in addition to these. There is no place in Yang Wuji's body that does not hurt.
Hold on to the railing. Yang Wuji gritted his teeth and looked around vigilantly.
He didn't feel any better than he was dead.
The most important thing now is to figure it out first. Where is he now?
By the way, find a safe place to rest for a while.
It's an experience he's cultivated over the years. As a bandit who killed an unknown number of people. Yang Wuji knew when to admit it. When to be tough.
Leaning under the piers. Yang Wuji closed his eyes and recuperated. I hope that today I can still absorb a little bit of the aura between heaven and earth. By the way, I'm thinking about where I'm going to steal in a few days.
The new Tokyo Imperial Capital, Japan, the top floor of the MBI Building. A man in a white suit, a white cape, and glasses stood there in a frenzied manner.
"All one hundred and eight wagtails have been released!"
"Good!"
After saying this, the man with a crazy face. He laughed insolently and said, "So, here we go!" New mythology, gorgeous battle queen, miracle love story! Bet your faith to be the last one to survive! This is the gorgeous opening remarks of Hiroto Michu's first appearance. This strange personality, known as a genius Frankenstein, and the president of the enigmatic international organization MBI.