Chengdu City, two o'clock in the morning.

Two men in black carried a young man covered in blood and were beaten to the edge of the river and threw it into the water. The splashing waves were quickly flooded by the turbulent current.

"It's done, I'll get 300,000."

"Boss, no one will notice us."

"Idiot, there is no surveillance here, and no one comes here, how can I be found? How can I make a vote as timid as you? Besides, this kid has no backer, and most cases are filed after death, and no one will investigate it in detail. The Rong River passes through the city center from west to east, and flows to the eastern suburbs. When the kid's body is found, he doesn't know where it will appear."

"Boss is right. Every year, Ronghe has many floating corpses whose origins are not found. Let this kid become one of them."

Two men in black took off their blood-stained coats and threw them into the river together with gloves. As the dirty river water was washed away, they disappeared into the night.

A few hours later, the first light appeared in the sky in the east, and as the only international metropolis in the southwest, it began its busy day.

In the eastern suburbs, at the bend of Ronghe, when the first ray of sunlight shone over, Li Haitian opened his eyes with difficulty.

"I'm not dead yet?"

Looking at this strange world, Li Haitian thought that he fought with more than a dozen immortal emperors, his small world was broken and his soul was also blown up.

The battle lasted for nine hundred years, and it was dark and there were countless tangible and invisible existences that fell.

The fierce battle was still in front of me, and suddenly Li Haitian’s head roared, and another memory of information poured into his mind.

"The head hurts so much!"

It took Li Haitian half an hour to digest this memory. This is all the memories of a mortal who has no power to tie a chicken in 20 years. If it were the past, this short memory could be read in the blink of an eye. But now he almost lost his soul, and only a trace of his soul left, it became very difficult to absorb it.

Li Haitian was sure that he was not dead, and somehow a trace of his soul came to this mortal.

It happened that the name of this mortal, also called Li Haitian, was the same as his name.

"The poor man was beaten to death by someone and threw himself into the wilderness."

The original owner of this body was studied at the national key university Rongdu University of Finance and Economics. This university has trained countless well-known figures in the economic circle. Because he is from the same high school as He Qian, a freshman who has just entered the school, he is closer. The recognized school beauties are naturally pursued by many people, and Fan Qiang is one of them.

Fan Qiang is a rich second-generation, ignorant and likes to eat, drink and have fun. His father opened a trading company and is well-known in the local area. It is his father who can go to college and is in the back door. He has been to get a diploma for a few years and has a good son to inherit his father's business and puts a gold on his face.

Out of kindness from the same high school, Li Haitian reminded He Qian not to contact Fan Qiang, which made Fan Qiang dissatisfied. Yesterday, Fan Qiang tangled He Qian again and argued with Li Haitian, but then he held a grudge and hired someone to teach Li Haitian a lesson. As a result, he accidentally became a little heavier and beat him to death.

"Well, since I am reborn and have the same name as you, it is the cause and effect in the dark. Let me take over your body, let you rise to prosper and stand at the top of the world from now on."

Li Haitian found that there was almost no spiritual energy here, and the pollution was particularly serious. The Rong River he was in emitted a foul smell of sewage. Not to mention practicing, even if he was ordinary inhaled energy into his body, he would become a devil.

Because this is not spiritual energy, but poisonous energy.

If it were a monk, the situation would be like to die now. Many bones such as the bones of the body were broken, and they would not survive without spiritual energy repair.

"Fortunately, I am a light cultivator, a unique light cultivator between heaven and earth. In my previous life, I created the "Saint Cultivation Book" and almost reached the peak of the universe and all worlds. My cultivation can be carried out as long as there is light. Although there is no spiritual energy here, light is everywhere." Li Haitian looked at the rising sun in the east and felt warm and comfortable all over.

This is the unique affinity of light cultivation for light.

The so-called light cultivation means using all the light in the world as cultivation resources, replacing spiritual energy and other energy to cultivate oneself.

Sunlight, moonlight, starlight, light, these are all light.

There are also ultraviolet light, ray light, etc. that are invisible to the naked eye, and more than tens of millions of lights between the universe?

The image of any object depends on light.

Any attack is a manifestation of light. For example, a flame attack shows a red fire in the naked eyes of a person; or a lightning attack shows a white light in the human eyes.

The "Sacred Book of Light Cultivation" tells in detail the relationship between light and all energy. This is also the place where Li Haitian is most proud of. At present, he is the only one who analyzes these in such a subtle way.

Except for Li Haitian, no one can truly practice with light, even if he can get started. He once taught his most proud disciple for thousands of years, but this disciple has never been able to reach the threshold of light cultivation.

Light cultivation first needs to feel the existence of the most subtle light spot. In the light cultivation's view, light spots are the basic elements that make up all light and carry all energy, and can also be understood as the origin of light.

Secondly, it is to use the origin of light to practice various martial arts and magic. If you practice to the extreme, you can be immortal. Because there is no light in the world, as long as there is light, light cultivation can dominate everything.

Li Haitian in his previous life was still a little short of the extreme, otherwise he would not have been broken into the small world or the soul.

"This body is too weak and is basically not suitable for cultivation. My soul is damaged now, and I don't know how long it takes to recover a little bit of strength." Feeling this body, it was originally a dead body, and it was already exhausted. But it is better to have it than not. As long as there is light, there is hope.

"In my previous life, I started to create the Light Cultivation Practice from the Nascent Soul Stage until I became an immortal, perfecting it, creating a stunning achievement. It happened that I started over in this life and entered the Tao with light from the most basic practice. I wonder if I could feel the origin of light with this broken soul?" Li Haitian endured severe pain all over his body, closed his eyes and bathed in the warmth of the sun, and concentrated on feeling the origin of light.

Half an hour later, Li Haitian successfully felt the origin of light, and he was overjoyed. It was a road that was boundless. Under the sunlight, Li Haitian used his faint soul to activate the origin of light into his body. Gradually, a layer of light white light formed on his body, which looked mysterious and holy.

In the origin of light, Li Haitian felt like he was returning to his mother's arms, warm and comfortable.

It was noon and the sun was hanging high. Li Haitian's body finally had a little strength and could move his fingers twice.

At dusk, the sun sets, Li Haitian's body continues to recover, and his arms can already move slowly.
Chapter completed!