In the dark hall, it is empty and secluded, with only a crane incense burner in the southeast corner emitting light smoke.

Titong sat cross-legged with his back against the vermilion red and gold lacquered beams and pillars, and he could no longer support himself.

The power that should have been extremely powerful in the body was like a starry sky collapsed, the patterned avenue was shattering, the acupoints were shrinking, the tendons were sluggish, and the bones were dull and dark.

The power of heavenly punishment is like the spring rain and silently, and like the autumn wind sneaking into the night without any slight waves. In the countless big nets of cause and effect, it silently swallows everything about Tietang.

Taiwu Nirvana was placed in front of Tietang, but he had no extra effort to read it.

Fortunately.

He has long memorized all the scriptures inside.

At the end of life.

Tietang is like a moth flying into a fire, trying to practice the Taiwu Nirvana Book again.

A stick of incense passed.

The hall is silent as before.

The extraordinary martial arts, the miracle that no one can reproduce, the Taiwu Nirvana Book, which is known as the world's most amazing skill...

He once again kept Tietang out.

"Sure enough...is it still not possible..."

Tietang was not surprised, this was expected. If it were really that simple, he would have been able to practice successfully.

But even if you have used the power of panels, you cannot break this method that belongs to the future.

Just like Feng Lie, Ying Yao and other ancient people were unable to practice the method of acupoints, and Tie Tang, who is in the present, cannot practice the method of the future.

In a moment.

There was a trace of despair that surged into my heart.

Titong thinks he is somewhat unique.

But the penalty really came that day...

When the countdown to life comes to an end...

He only discovered.

The way of heaven is not kind, and treats all things as straw dogs!

Everything is an equal existence.

In the face of life and death, the saints and ordinary people are equal.

Time is in the silent hall, accompanied by the curling smoke.

Tietang still has not understood the Taiwu Nirvana Book.

Can't even take the first step.

And his absolute reliance on the past - panels - did not bring him hope.

Since returning to the present.

The panel in Tietang's mind was always suspended in his sea of ​​consciousness, like a blueprint of the world, covering the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

There is no wind or wave, no ripples.

Even the previous texts are not visible, and no functions can be used.

"Brother, are you still here?"

Tietang knew that the broken boundary marker was hidden in the boundless blue light.

As the supreme divine weapon refined by the Great Lord, maybe... there is a little possibility that it will give yourself a miracle.

"ah?"

"What's the situation?"

The boundary marker appeared in Tietang's mind.

Weird shape!

The reason why it is said to be strange is that the half-broken boundary marker actually grew a pair of human-like feet and jumped over.

"Look at me... Is there any help?"

The boundary mark responded with a smile.

"It's dead~"

Tietang didn't ask again, and he was withdrawn from his consciousness and faced the impending death calmly.

The boundary marker walked with his little feet and returned to the deep blue light.

But before it disappeared, it left a sentence for Tietang.

"I don't know what you'll encounter, but I know... you'll always be safe."

Tietang thought the boundary marker was comforting himself, and Xiaoxiao didn't say anything.

He doesn't know.

The Border Mark did not lie to him.

In the cognition of boundary markers.

Having the existence of the vast blue light in front of you... it should be without disasters and disasters!

Tietang stretched out his right hand tremblingly, his five fingers trembled and could not help himself.

He slowly opened the first page of the Taiwu Nirvana Book, which did not record the specific methods of cultivation, but the experience of the Human Emperor when he was young.

He had already been familiar with those lines of writing.

Now, it is as usual.

Tietang looked at the familiar words patiently, page after page until he turned to the end, without any understanding.

The power of heavenly punishment in his body became more and more serious, and strands of evil power surged out from his limbs and bones. It was originally like a hole in the morning, but now it was as slight as the light of rice grains.

The witch power was completely lost, and only a strand of it appeared from the dantian from time to time.

Even the domineering blood energy that was the most yang and strong in the past was now like a candle in the wind, thin and powerless, as light as white water.

The second day is about to pass away, and Tietang has nothing to find.

The scorching sun rises, the red and bright.

The light purple air followed by the scorching sunlight, penetrated the dark windows of the hall and shone on Tietang, making him feel a hint of warmth.

The purple air comes from the east, and the morning light begins to dew.

The morning of one day brings hope to everyone just like a newborn baby.

It also includes the dying Titong.

His pupils were dull and he had no past heroic spirit. His head was covered with blue hair as white as snow, his skin was loose and wrinkled.

At this last moment.

Tietang is still browsing through the Taiwu Nirvana Book, but is not looking at the specific ways of cultivation, but repeatedly watching the experience of the Human Emperor.

He did not understand the skills at all, but he had many of his own guesses.

Those conjectures need to be verified.

"At the beginning of the creation of the Human Emperor, he repeatedly destroyed his own cultivation and started practicing from scratch. He practiced many different techniques and finally achieved success.

So……

If I want to practice this method, I am afraid that I must destroy my current cultivation level.”

If we put it in the past, let a genius in the secret realm of the Divine Witch destroy his cultivation and start practicing from the secret realm of the body, almost no one would want to do it.

But Tietang now has nothing to lose.

He has reached a desperate situation.

"I'm afraid I can't practice this method by just destroying myself. There must be other conditions."

Titong is not the only one who has the Taiwu Nirvana Book.

on the contrary.

There are still many people in the world, all of whom are extremely powerful overlords of the world, and have seen complete martial arts.

With the power and strength of these people, others have definitely tried countless methods.

It must also include self-destruction of cultivation, or directly asking someone who has never practiced to practice.

But until now, no one has succeeded.

"What other conditions will be required..."

Tietang didn't expect it, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

He slowly raised his right hand, and the five white jade-like fingers were the only place in his body that still retained a trace of strength.
To be continued...