Becoming a saint begins with the infinite accumulation of destiny.

Wuhecheng Prison.

Near the inner city, on a large open space on the riverbank, stands a cluster of tower-like buildings.

There are also two cylindrical bunkers built on the outer perimeter, eight or nine meters high, and the outside is all dark and gloomy.

Chen Shisheng got off the carriage and glanced at the entrance.

Two stone sculptures of unknown monsters, looking fierce and menacing, were placed on either side of the gate, with two tall men holding spears standing beside them.

Chen Shisheng approached and showed the token to one of them.

"Please wait a moment, I will go and inform the master."

A tall, burly man, unsure of what to do, immediately spoke up.

Soon, two people emerged from the dark, gaping door.

The man who went to deliver the message was accompanied by a tall and sturdy man.

The man had a face covered in black beard, dark skin, a wide waist and a stout body that made his clothes bulge, and a large tuft of black hair on his exposed chest.

"So you're one of the young lady's martial artists?"

Adjusting his official hat, the dark-skinned man glanced curiously at Chen Shisheng.

His voice was deep and rough, like a frosted mirror, making one's ears ring.

"Indeed, my name is Chen Shisheng. I have something to ask about the bandits we captured a while ago. I hope you can do me a favor."

Chen Shisheng was very polite.

If he needs to use someone else's territory to do something, it's not a bad thing to lower his stance a little.

Moreover, this person was at least two meters tall, with a sturdy build, and his vital energy flowed like the blazing sun chasing the sky.

Their strength should not be underestimated!

"Oh, you have a grudge against them?"

The dark-skinned man asked curiously.

"No, it's mainly some personal matters I wanted to ask them about."

Chen Shisheng shouted loudly.

The dark-skinned man didn't speak, but carefully looked him up and down, his large face so dark that his expression was impossible to discern.

After a long silence, the burly man spoke again:

"Go, you have one hour."

Thank you.

Chen Shisheng clasped his hands in thanks.

A gatekeeper quickly stepped forward to lead the way, taking Chen Shisheng inside.

The interior was somewhat dark, with a faint smell of blood in the air, and faint screams and wails coming from deep within.

Through the light streaming through the skylight, you can still see specks of dark red in the cracks of the steps—dried bloodstains.

The further you go in, the more you can feel a coolness.

Soon, the man led Chen Shisheng to a prison gate.

The prison door was made of fine iron, covered with dark red rust.

Through the light, several figures could be vaguely seen inside.

Hearing that someone was coming, the group moved, causing the iron chains and cords around their bodies to clang.

"Go in, just don't get too close."

The man whispered his instructions.

"They're all chained up, they're no longer a threat. Go ahead and ask them."

Thank you.

Chen Shisheng then discovered that the men in the prison had all had their shoulder blades pierced by iron hooks, also known as the clavicles.

The iron hooks were as thick as a finger, and the whole thing was made into a set and locked with a large padlock, making it difficult for the men to move.

The ground was covered with dry straw, and rats could be faintly seen moving about on it.

The corners were covered in filth and smelled of feces and urine.

"Does anyone here know Xu Niu, the captain of the Northern Army?"

Chen Shisheng moved closer and asked in a deep voice.

But the people inside seemed to be dead, motionless, and no one answered his question.

Does anyone know Xu Niu?

He asked again.

Still no one answered.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Shisheng turned around, turned his hand, took out a few taels of silver from his waist, and secretly handed it to the gatekeeper.

"Is there any way to do this?"

The man understood immediately, subtly weighed it in his hand, and then a smile instantly spread across his face.

"It's alright. He'll be executed in a few days anyway, so using some methods won't hurt. There are instruments of torture over there; feel free to use them if needed, just put them back where they were."

He pointed to one side of the wall outside, where various instruments of torture were displayed, covered with dark red bloodstains.

It's obviously used frequently.

Thank you.

Chen Shisheng didn't stand on ceremony, took down an iron hook, and went back inside.

Swish!

As soon as he swung the iron hook down, someone immediately spoke up.

what! !

"I'll talk, I'll talk, I know him, I know Xu Niu..."

Just as the iron hook was about to pierce his body, a man next to him hurriedly spoke up, showing no backbone whatsoever.

"Alright, I'll ask you questions, and you can answer them. If I hide anything, you know..."

Chen Shisheng's face lit up with joy, and he asked in a deep voice.

This trip was worthwhile; at least we have someone in the know.

"Xu Niu is from the Northern Army, Vanguard Battalion, Commander of the Vanguard Banner..."

After a while.

Chen Shisheng walked out of the prison gate, his feelings complicated.

Xu Niu was indeed a squad leader, and he even came from Wuhe City. He was the head of the guards of a wealthy family in the inner city.

Because he coveted the women in wealthy families, he sneaked into their boudoirs late at night with the intention of assaulting them.

However, the wealthy family discovered this and beat him half to death on the spot. In the end, they simply handed him over to the three main families to fill the gap and send him to the front line.

This guy was incredibly lucky; not only did he survive, but he also managed to escape back to Wuhe City by relying on his memory during the defeat.

However, he dared not return to the city, fearing that the wealthy would find out.

So he had no choice but to become an outlaw, went to Yinshan Mountain, joined Guijianchou, and became a minor leader.

As for the names of Chen Shisheng's elder brother and father, the people in prison did not know them.

This was actually within Chen Shisheng's expectations.

After all, the elder brothers and the others were just ordinary people, so these martial artists naturally couldn't come into contact with them.

However, there were indeed quite a few defeated soldiers who had escaped back from the Ghost's Sorrow stronghold, who had been with Xu Niu from the beginning.

As for where I am now...

Those people really didn't know either.

Even this little bit of information was obtained by someone who had a good relationship with Xu Niu.

The rest of the people didn't know Xu Niu at all, let alone his subordinates.

"Fortunately, there's finally some news."

Chen Shisheng withdrew his gaze and hurried home.

Now that he has a clue, he'll have to put in some effort to capture some people alive while he's on the mountain.

However, Chen Shisheng did not immediately go up the mountain to look for the person, but instead turned around and went home.

Recently, as his bone-forging progresses further, the need for replenishing qi and blood has increased.

In addition, the Bull Fist itself is characterized by its heavy blood and qi, so his bone-forging progress is quite slow.

Not to mention, he also has the destiny of a Qilin, and his blood and energy are much greater than those of ordinary people.

This has caused him to experience frequent setbacks in bone strengthening recently, often resulting in blockages in certain areas due to insufficient Qi and blood.

However, he had affiliated with many gangs in the outer city, and the Lin family, introduced by the amusement park, also gave him exotic beast meat.

This gave Chen Shisheng the idea of ​​continuing to increase his qi and blood.

The Bull Fist is a style of boxing that relies on accumulating qi and blood; it's not particularly sophisticated.

Otherwise, the Wen family wouldn't have taken it out for the martial artists to practice with.

But it is precisely this special effect that means that the amount of health and mana is the most important factor in determining the power of the Bull Fist.

Therefore, Chen Shisheng had the idea of ​​further increasing his blood and qi to improve his Bull Fist.

If I could accumulate my body's qi and blood to an unparalleled level, making it difficult for others to match, then my punch would probably reach a new level of power.

Chen Shisheng thought to himself as he walked through a dark alley without stopping.

Anyway, as long as he continues to absorb life signs related to Qi and blood, he can stack them indefinitely.

Moreover, Chen Shisheng also realized a problem.

Even one's destiny has its focus; for example, the "blood and energy like an ox" he absorbed earlier was for increasing the amount of blood and energy.

Lin Bao's "Dragon Spirit and Tiger Might" focuses on the aspect of Qi and Blood.

If he could absorb the essence of each aspect of his body, and then accumulate them, wouldn't his physical strength and blood quality be able to withstand swords with his bare body?

Chen Shisheng hadn't thought about this before, mainly because there were too few people with auspicious horoscopes in Pingyang Town.

The water monkey had a destiny, but that beast was too strong; he was no match for it.

The outer city is now almost a ghost town. If it weren't for the fact that people could still be seen coming out to fetch water, Chen Shisheng would have suspected that no one lived here anymore.

Because several major grain-producing areas have been destroyed, the outer city is facing a severe food shortage and is now in a state of famine.

Chen Shisheng searched around but couldn't find a destiny he could absorb.

"Therefore, the focus should still be on Yinshan Mountain."

But before the matter here was resolved, the Lin family sent someone to inform him that he needed to go and board the ship.