Most of the Bauhinia Empire's territory is hilly and has a mild climate.

For thousands of years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there has been no snow in summer and autumn, but now, it is snow in September.

The white snowflakes fell in a stream, shrouding the entire imperial capital in a snowy white.

And in this snowy scene, there was a sudden sound that shocked the whole city:

"Ling Wu, the young master of the Ling family, at the banquet of the princess's birthday, actually had bad intentions on the Wen family's palm, with bad intentions, unsuccessful, although the two have had a marriage contract since childhood, but they have not yet married, this matter has the fine wind of defeating the empire. ”

The huge snowflakes still did not stop, but the whirring wind came suddenly.

In the bitter cold wind, Ling Wu walked into the heavenly prison step by step with an expressionless face.

The chains on the feet make a rustling sound on the ground.

Walking into the cell with impregnable walls everywhere, Ling Wu turned to look at the departing jailer, and he smiled bitterly silently.

At this time, Ling Wu's brows were slightly raised.

"Huh?" Ling Wu's nose moved slightly, "Why is there a special aroma here?"

But it seemed that there was no difference other than that, and Ling Wu didn't bother too much.

"Looking at the hardness of this cell, it is estimated that at least the strength close to entry can be broken, it seems that Emperor Ning really thinks that I am hiding my cultivation. ”

Ling Wu sneered after looking around.

He was born without a dantian, he couldn't cultivate, he didn't even have a trace of martial arts, so he was directly beheaded, so why lock him in this extremely strong cell.

Although he Ling Wu is not a fool, he knows what martial arts are respected and strength is supreme.

But it is a fact that he doesn't have a dantian, and it is a reality that he can't cultivate, at most, he reads more books and stores more knowledge than ordinary people.

That's all.

Ling Wu smiled bitterly, and then casually lay down on the pile of mandarins.

Looking at the night light that penetrated through the cell, Ling Wu couldn't help but think of yesterday's birthday party, where Wen Rong was looking for the murderer with tears in his eyes.

And his eldest uncle, Ling Cang's son, Ling Wen, identified him in a panic.

Although many people present had some doubts, Ling Wu's grandfather, Ling Cheng, stood up and identified Ling Wu together.

The Ling family, as one of the four major families of the Bauhinia Empire, naturally has a lot of weight in speaking.

And Ling Cheng is the most important figure in the Ling family.

With Ling Cheng's identification, everyone quickly dispelled their doubts and confirmed that Ling Wu was the culprit.

Although Ling Wu had just turned sixteen, he already knew a lot about the world and understood what Ling Cheng was doing this for.

With him Ling Wu as a scapegoat, Ling Wen can clear his suspicion.

As the future successor of the Ling family, Ling Wen is naturally much more important than the waste of his parents.

Although they are both his grandsons, Ling Cheng made a judgment.

Thinking about himself, his position in the Ling family was also extremely embarrassing.

His father Ling Xiao had been killed by others when he knew it, and his mother Liu Xian committed suicide with martyrdom.

And he himself, although nominally still a young master.

But in fact, he has long been reduced to an orphan who is bullied by everyone, and his grandfather Ling Cheng doesn't care about it.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Ling Wu's nose moved slightly, and then he quickly turned over and flipped in the pile of oranges.

"It's this aroma again, it should be in the heap of citrus. ”

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Ling Wu to pull out a piece of jade the size of his thumb.

Ling Wu sat upright and quickly looked at the piece of jade.

The jade is turquoise all over, smooth to the touch, and oval in shape.

The most special thing is that there is a special aroma from it.

"Could it be that the fragrance emanating from the jade when I first entered the prison?"

"But two more jailers have just arrived, so why am I the only ones who have heard of it?"

After Ling Wu pondered for a moment, he put away the jade, called the jailer, and asked, and the answer was no.

Ling Wu, who got the answer, also had doubts in his heart.

Then he took out the jade again and put it under the moonlight, wanting to use the night light to study the jade carefully.

But as soon as the jade came into contact with the night light, it suddenly flashed with a burst of golden light, and then quickly merged into Ling Wu's palm.

This scene suddenly shocked Ling Wu, he didn't expect that there was such a strange thing in the prison.

There are no treasures in his body, not even the most basic dantian of ordinary people.

On the contrary, he was worried that it would not wreak havoc in his body and make him worse than dead.

But then think about it, it's not possible.

He is a waste, so why should others be so calculated?

While he was struggling, his mind seemed to be filled with a large amount of information for a while, and it hurt like an ant biting.

For a while, Ling Wu had to hold his head in his hands and lie on the pile of mandarins.

In this way, it didn't last very long, and Ling Wu was relieved.

But Ling Wu didn't feel annoyed or frightened by this, but his eyes lit up.

"Recipe?"

"Yuan Dan?"

"Could it be that that piece of jade turned into a Yuan Dan in my body, replacing the Dantian of ordinary cultivators?"

Ling Wu was taken aback, and quickly crossed his legs, his mind restrained.

Every cultivation method has its own medium, and this medium is called a container.

And the container of the martial cultivator is the dantian, which is located in the third point under the abdomen, which is also the **.

Coming here, Ling Wu's mind saw Yuan Dan at a glance.

The jade that was originally green all over the body turned out to be a golden Yuan Dan at this moment, and there was still a little golden light around it.

For Yuan Dan, even if he has been reading classics since he was a child, he has never heard of it.

But fortunately, there seems to be a brief introduction in the memory given by jade.

Martial cultivation, with the help of dantian, absorbs martial arts and cultivates, and through martial arts, improves physical fitness and increases strength.

If you cultivate it smallly, you can't eat the fireworks of the world.

If you have achieved great cultivation, you can release Wu Yuan, and through Wu Yuan, you can perform long-range attacks.

And Wu Yuan, a force derived from the continent over hundreds of millions of years, is called Wu Yuan by the people living on the continent.

Yuan represents the beginning, Wu is the power, and Wu Yuan is the initial power.

The same is true of Yuan Dan, the ancestor of Dantian.

As for what kind of abilities it possessed, Ling Wu didn't know.

But for the absorption of ordinary martial arts, it will definitely be able to surpass the speed of ordinary dantian.

The original Ling Wu could not cultivate without a dantian.

At the age of sixteen now, he has only reached the tenth stage of the quenching realm.

Not being able to absorb Wu Yuan means that you can't get any more points.

And now, although I don't know what this jade is, I don't know why it appeared in the pile of mandarins in the prison.

But he knew that God was giving him a chance to turn over.

Jinling is not a thing in the pool, and it will turn into a dragon when it encounters a storm.

He believed that as long as he had this Yuan Dan, he would be able to soar to the sky.

Thinking of this, Ling Wu quickly extracted the memories given by Yuan Dan and found the secret to life.

This is one of Yuan Dan's own exercises.

With Gongfa and Yuan Dan, he has the ability to absorb Wu Yuan from heaven and earth, break through the quenching realm, and step into the broken mirror.

Ling Wu smiled, his heart moved with the trick, and the entire Yuan Dan quickly turned.

The Wu Yuan around him was quickly moved, and then converged towards Ling Wu's Yuan Dan.