Chapter 2: Scarlet Dawn

The wind swept the black waves and slammed them down on the ship's plank, and the dilapidated cement carrier creaked and groaned as if it might disintegrate at any moment. Fishy white foam spilled across the deck, and there was no ghost on the ship except for a little dim light in the cockpit.

One by one, the waves crashed, and the ship advanced ten feet, only to be pushed back eight feet, and with the terrible hum of the hull, the determined old fellow slowly made its way towards an unnamed beach in England.

A few crew members secretly lifted up a cover plate on the deck that looked no different from ordinary iron sheets, carefully grasped the surrounding climbing objects, and sighed heartily: "God forbid, this is really good weather." ”

A bearded crew member came out with a spotlight and sent a series of signals to the distant coast, and immediately, there were a few lights in response from the opposite side, and the bearded man relaxed his heart and praised: "God, this time the money is safe again, I will definitely repent when I go back, and I will retire from this smuggling business for another ten years." ”

At the bottom of the cabin, bypassing a pile of tightly stacked cement bags, a small space of about forty square meters was crowded with more than thirty people, with a dim face full of dust, no, now Yi Chen is forcibly enduring the vomiting Yu Wang, firmly sitting cross-legged in the innermost corner, frantically condensing the true qi again and again according to the master's mental method.

The dantian was still empty, and there was a heart-rending pain from the damaged meridians, Yi Chen's eyes were blood-red, his hands were pinched into handprints, and drops of cold sweat flowed down his forehead, but unfortunately it still had no effect at all.

After going down the mountain, Yi Chen didn't know what to do, he didn't know anything except cultivation, he went to the Guangxi area, met the smuggling snakehead, and didn't think about it at all, Yi Chen believed their words.

The boat swayed up and down a few more times, and Yi Chen's chest was bored, and a mouthful of yellow water spit out, which happened to be on the body of a man in front of him. The man didn't say anything, everyone came over like this along the way, and no one was much cleaner than others. As for the disgusting taste of the yellow water that was spit out, anyway, the stench in the air could already make a normal person faint, and it would not be a big deal to increase it a little.

A crew member walked in with his nose covered and shouted, "Hurry, hurry, you bastards, fuck, get out, we'll get you ashore...... Ah, England, full of gold, has arrived. The crew member could tease these people in unfamiliar Mandarin, and he also felt very proud, and couldn't help laughing a few times.

Yi Chen stopped his hand, there was nothing to carry, anyway, he signed a contract to sell his body, and the forged ID card was also taken away by the snakeheads, and the work was also arranged by the snakeheads, and he didn't have any luggage and property, so he stood up directly and stepped on other people's arms, thighs, stomachs, and heads and walked out first.

Walking to the deck, the icy wind and rain made Yi Chen shiver. The true yuan power was destroyed, and the body that had been exercised before had begun to gradually degrade because of the loss of the moisture of the true yuan, and gradually became the level of an ordinary person, after all, it had not really been reborn, and Yi Chen almost fell down with cramps in the cold wind and rain at this moment.

Several crew members wearing life jackets came over, grabbed Yi Chen and threw him out of the deck, and a few people on the small rubber boat below caught Yi Chen, and let him lie on the bottom of the boat like garbage, so they didn't bother to care about his life or death.

In the current Heavenly Star Sect, it should be the moment when the people of the sect gather star power (Yi Chen does not have the concept of time zone at the moment, and it is already dawn in China at this moment)? Under the protection of the Heavenly Array and the Heavenly Array, others can't find the mountain gate of the Heavenly Star Sect, and it is impossible to penetrate such a cold wind and rain.

The corners of Yi Chen's eyes were sour, and tears mixed with the rain flowed sideways. A few big feet stepped on Yi Chen's body fiercely, and several smuggling snakes were sent down again.

Yi Chen shouted in his heart: "I'm not convinced, I will definitely go back, I will definitely ...... Why? Why? What did I do wrong? I didn't enter the forbidden land on purpose, didn't I want to go to the back mountains every day to inspect it? Is it wrong for me to fly through the forbidden land?"

The rubber boat struggled towards the shore, and a big wave came, and the rubber boat was thrown up, and several rowing crew members grabbed the rope on the hull, and an unlucky human snake was swept into the angry sea. One of the crew members yelled: "Sit down, sit down, or you'll be finished like him...... "No one is going to save him, what is the life of a snake?"

Yi Chen clenched his fists tightly, his mind was full of the figures of Tianxinzi and Tianfengzi, the elders of the originally benevolent sect, at this moment, Yi Chen thought of it as hideous and terrifying as the demon king.

The rubber boat easily approached the shore, and more than a dozen people in black raincoats rushed into the sea, pulling the human snake on it and throwing it into the container truck on the shore. Yi Chen entered the container truck in a daze, and as soon as his body touched a solid ground, he immediately crossed his knees, pinched his handprints, and began to condense his qi senselessly. A man in black who pulled them into the car looked at Yi Chen's posture, shook his head and scolded: "Fuck, it's another practice gone crazy, damn, is it so popular for people who play cults now?"

Another man in black muttered: "Damn, whatever, look at his kid's body, he's a good coolie anyway." Just make us money. ”

After picking up all the human snakes, except for four people who fell into the angry sea and disappeared, the others were huddled in two closed container trucks, and drove quickly in the direction of London at night.

Yi Chen's body is strong, and his job is to carry iron blocks for this underground hardware processing factory, each piece of nearly 200 catties of iron, and more than 50 pieces of iron every day. Rao is Yichen's body is a little stronger than ordinary people, but he still can't bear such a lot of labor, plus the diet is too much, seeing his body weaken day by day, from one person carrying a piece at the beginning to two people carrying a piece.

Three months later, in the middle of the night, Yi Chen continued to practice cross-legged on his floor, the star power around him was overflowing, Yi Chen could clearly perceive them, but Yi Chen couldn't use them at all, and Yi Chen's body couldn't mobilize even a trace of breath to attract them.

Yi Chen went crazy and meditated, looked inward, guided, and raised his qi according to the master's method......

It may be that Yi Chen's talent is too high, and when Tianxinzi destroyed his cultivation, he did not cut off the origin of his true yuan, and Yi Chen gradually felt a trace of true yuan wandering out of the dantian. Yi Chen was overjoyed, and cautiously began to guide the negligible true element to circulate.

However, as soon as he grasped this trace of true essence, a behemoth star power rushed diagonally, knocking away the trace of true qi that Yi Chen had worked so hard to lift.

Yi Chen was desperate, this was clearly the True Yuan lock given to him by the elders of the sect, preventing him from losing his True Yuan Power as a last resort to rely on his strong body to run amok.

Since that day, Yi Chen's walking corpse has been alive, and his body gradually can't withstand the double blow of spirit and ., and gradually collapses.

Another month later, Yi Chen missed while carrying a piece of iron, and the heavy iron ingot broke one of the worker's feet. The frightened Yi Chen found the boss of the workshop and begged: "Boss, give me some wages and let Xiao Huang go to see the injury, please." ”

The owner of the workshop lit a low-quality cigarette and yelled viciously: "He deserves a broken leg, a group of Chinese pigs." Fuck, I gave 15,000 pounds to each of the snakeheads, did you earn me that money back? You dead pig, you damn it, that kid threw it out for me, whatever he did, you kept working for me. Damn, you don't have a legal ID card, will the hospital register you? Idiot, the British healthcare system won't treat people like you. ”

Several thugs kicked Yi Chen out of the boss's room with punches and kicks, and repaired him fiercely. Yi Chen didn't understand anything at all, but the meaning of the boss's reluctance to pay was understood.

Huang was thrown out and thrown into the gutter in the suburbs, and before leaving, the thugs gave him a steel pipe for his head, and of course, no one cared whether he lived or died except the coroner of Scotland Yard.

Seven days later, the exhausted Yi Chen completely collapsed, seeing that he was no longer good, the boss who was afraid that people would die in his workshop also asked someone to throw him out. Yi Chen was left in a wooded river bay on the outskirts, and one thug threatened to break his head, but another stopped him: "Forget it, Johnny, save some strength, he is dying, he hasn't eaten for three days...... Are you still afraid that he will get up and seek revenge on us? ”

Several thugs laughed wildly and drove away, leaving Yi Chen lying on the bank like a dead dog, half of his body soaked in water.

Yi Chen's blank eyes looked at the stars in the sky, the familiar stars, which have been constantly rotating since ancient times, meticulously, and have not changed for a moment......

Yi Chen watched the rise and fall of the stars blankly, if it was two days, it was already close to the soul of the underworld, and there was a breath of hot air in his mouth and nose.

Gradually, for a period of time, what Yi Chen has been doing frantically has made Yi Chen, who is about to die, habitually mentioned it again, and a faint trace of innate vitality was generated from the dantian, and a new cycle gradually began. That colossal star power still rushed out, wiping out that faint vitality. Yi Chen looked at the stars in the sky, and instinctively took the true yuan from the elders of the sect who used to seal him as his own strength, and forcibly incorporated him into his past cycle at the origin of his thoughts.

Yi Chen's body shook violently, and a stream of true qi had already poured into the channel where his star power was running in the past, and it was running familiarly. The nearby star power cheered and rushed into this body that they were already extremely accustomed to, and under the leadership of that true qi, the spring breeze and rain moistened Yi Chen's dying body like rain.

Yi Chen was like a dry piece of land, and after coming into contact with the water source, he began to frantically absorb the power of these stars that could save his life. Wisps of faint silver mist gathered towards this river bay and poured into Yi Chen's body. Yi Chen's shriveled muscles had begun to atrophy and slowly swelled, and his dry skin slowly glowed with a silver, non-human luster......

Could it really be the destiny of heaven? If anyone is changed, after the true yuan is destroyed, since they can't activate their true yuan power again, then the power that Tianxinzi used to seal him will not be touched, and will only quietly watch over Yi Chen, so that he can live as a normal person. But after all, Yi Chen is a monster whose talent far exceeds the so-called genius, and he can still produce a trace of the weakest true qi, and under the traction of the qi machine, these forces that come out to suppress are indiscriminately introduced into his own circulation veins by Yi Chen, who no longer knows whether he is dead or alive, and the true yuan of the same origin and flow rushed into the meridians that operate according to the same mental method, causing the current miracle...... Everything can only be explained by miracles.

Relying on the river water around him, Yi Chen survived for three days, and after three days, he recovered most of his energy, and there was also a not strong but indeed genuine true yuan force in his body, he roared and stood up, and smashed more than a dozen big trees nearby with one fist.

Yi Chen, who escaped death and got the opportunity to recover his strength, has changed a lot of beliefs in his heart, the one who is dedicated to the Tao on Emei Mountain, although it is a little too hard and ruthless, but the simple nature of Yi Chenzi is completely gone, these experiences of time have gradually formed the future underworld boss Yi Chen.

Unceremoniously robbed a few passing Britons and searched their wallets, Yi Chen found a place to live in London's Chinatown, and began to try his best to recover his strength, and at the same time take a break from his body that was almost on the verge of collapse some time ago.

Two months later, the hardware workshop suddenly caught fire in the middle of the night, and the boss and more than 20 thugs were all torn and broken, and their bones were shattered and died. to explain the problem.

Yi Chen walked slowly along the dark and remote alleys of old London, his heart full of vicious murderous ...... Haha, the division drove me out...... Haha, Lord Yama doesn't even accept me...... Hahahahaha

Without your Heavenly Star Sect, can't you live as Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu is alive again...... If you leave Emei Mountain, can't Lao Tzu become an adult? So, let me see if Lao Tzu can mix up the same appearance.

The people of the Immortal Dao have abandoned me, so what's wrong with me even if I fall into the devil? First, you monks are not allowed to kill people, so I will kill people to show you...... Isn't there some kind of bullshit underworld? Lao Tzu joined the underworld and mixed it up......

A series of low screams attracted the attention of Yi Chen, who was full of murderous intent, and he slowly walked towards an alley in the oblique, a thin young man with red hair was struggling on the ground, beside him, several people in strange black robes were twisting and struggling on the ground, and the young man's handsome face was a deep sword mark that almost split his head, and blood rushed out like a stream.

Yi Chen gently squatted beside him and asked him indifferently in stammering English, "Do you want to die or live?"

The young man's eyes glowed with vicious hatred, and he frantically used his last strength to roar: "I don't die, I want to live!"

Looking at the young man who had passed out in a coma, Yi Chen muttered to himself, a cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "Then, your life belongs to me now......"