In the quiet hall, the light is dim, and there are birds and smoke lingering in the corners, like clouds and fog, bringing a refreshing fragrance.

Tie Tang walked among them, and after fifty steps, he arrived at the center of the hall.

He half-crouched down and touched the ground with his right index finger. Black and gray airflow flowed out from his fingertips and soon covered the ground.

Then came the walls, windows, and domes, until the entire hall was filled with black and gray air. Only then did Tie Tang put away his right hand, interlaced his fingers, and pressed the thumb of his right hand on top of the thumb of his left hand.

"Heaven and earth rotate, but I am eternal."

"Forbidden!"

After this eternal seal was struck, the main hall seemed to turn into nothingness, and became completely dark. No sound from the outside world could be heard, and the sun's rays could not shine through the windows.

Sitting in the lotus position with iron tang knot, he is like the Great Sun Buddha, with one hand on his forehead and the other on his knees, lost in thought.

He has found his own path, and now is the period of rapid improvement in cultivation. All the obstacles in the mysterious realm of magic and witches do not exist for him, and he can easily overcome them.

But even if the gods are within reach, Tie Tang still needs a certain amount of time to walk through this path to heaven.

No doubt about it.

This time will never be too long, and is even countless times shorter than the time it takes for other people to become immortals.

It may only take him a few years, or at most a few decades, to open the door to the mysterious fairyland.

Time is short, isn't it?

If you tell anyone that you can become an immortal in just a few decades, I believe his first reaction will be that it is a scam.

No one can do it so quickly, even if he is a genius.

Gongsun Ming of Taiyi Dao is a world-famous peak, with the appearance of a true immortal, but it took him one or two hundred years to reach the realm of immortals.

For anyone, or any living being.

Become an immortal.

It is by no means a simple matter.

Tie Tang is not short of time. He has an extremely long life and has enough time to reach the realm of immortals.

But Tie Tang is also short of time. In today's chaotic situation, years and decades are enough for many amazing changes to occur.

Maybe when he appears again, the world has changed.

"The 800-year-old foundation of Dashang, with so many overlords and heroes, should not have collapsed so quickly because of their presence. Maybe I am unfounded."

Tie Tang chose to retreat, and naturally he chose to trust the imperial court.

Officials such as the Prime Minister on the left and the Prime Minister on the right, Sangong Wu Mu, Marquis Zhongyong, Marquis Wu An, the Twelve Palace Masters, etc. are the foundation of Tie Tang's trust.

Of course.

There is also the invincible emperor who dominates the past and present, sweeping across the sky and the earth.

He believed that with the Human Emperor's methods, it would be impossible to allow the prosperous age he created to be easily destroyed.

Definitely!

There must be some kind of backhand, warning those ambitious people.

At the critical moment.

The Human Emperor's back-up plan should be triggered to resolve all crises.

"Now that the matter has come to this, it is useless to think too much. Maybe I can leave the seclusion first after entering the witchcraft, and then go into seclusion again after investigating the situation."

Tie Tang calmed down, abandoned all distracting thoughts, and began to practice according to the original plan.

He lay down on his side, put one hand on his head, bent his legs slightly, and fell into a deep sleep.

This doesn't look like cultivation, not to anyone else's perspective.

But Tie Tang clearly had a plan. His breathing was steady, long, and rhythmic. It was the only sound coming from this hall of nothingness.

Hui Meng Heart Sutra!

Tie Tang did not choose to practice his own method, but instead practiced the Dream-Returning Heart Sutra given by Thirteenth Lang of the South China Sea.

This is a side sect no less than the orthodox avenue. It is a winding and deep avenue, deserted, but equally powerful.

The accumulation of the Heavenly Witch Realm and even the Witch God Realm is too long. According to the normal speed of cultivation, Tie Tang will need at least forty to fifty years to truly reach the gate of the Immortal God.

He obviously doesn't want to spend so long, even though his cultivation speed is already unparalleled in the world.

The Dream-Returning Heart Sutra given by Thirteenth Prince of Nanhai has a different function.

Maybe.

It can help him take another step forward.

Tie Tang fell into a deep sleep, and the calm, mirror-like sea of ​​consciousness began to ripple, which also stimulated the vast and vast deep blue light.

The two seas set off shocking waves and produced incredible changes.

Huh~

In an equally dark hall, Tie Tang opened his eyes, and a faint fishy stench came from the tip of his nose, as if the remains of a corpse that had been exposed to the scorching sun for dozens of days and washed away by rain.

He propped up the edge of the wooden bed with both hands and looked around. There were other people around him.

"Haqiu~"

A fat man wearing Bagua robe sneezed and rubbed the tip of his nose with his hand. He was located ten steps southeast of Tie Tang.

"What the hell is this place? It's so cold. It's weird. Why do I feel cold?"

The fat man's words suddenly awakened Tie Tang, because he also felt a slight chill coming from his exposed arms.

And this is impossible to happen!

As early as the exchange of blood, he had already achieved the strength of being invulnerable to cold and heat. Neither the extremely yin energy nor the extremely cold magical power could make him feel the slightest chill.

Although the main hall is dark now, there is nothing strange in the void.

The chill...comes from the autumn wind!

"Oh? This is sending me back to the secret realm of my physical body? Interesting, interesting." Another person sat up and made a voice.

This is a woman in naked clothes, with mysterious tattoos all over her face, almost hiding her true appearance.

She is located on the right side of the fat man, and there is a man in Tsing Yi between them.

He has already stood up, but like an iron man, he looks on coldly without saying a word. His pale skin has blue veins that stand out, like a ghost.

Tie Tang glanced around and found that there were eight people in the main hall, including himself. Each of them had a strange shape, and no one was a normal person.

If there is, it can only be him.

"My cultivation level...is gone!" Tie Tang pinched his fingers, sensed it secretly, and discovered that just as the tattooed woman said, he is now only slightly better than a mortal, not even in the blood exchange realm.<

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His strength is probably somewhere between Yi Jin and Marrow Cleansing, and it seems unstable.

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"The Dream-Returning Heart Sutra created by Thirteenth Brother is extremely strange and magical, far beyond the uniqueness of any other technique."

Fortunately.

Although he has lost 99% of his strength, Tie Tang's memory has not been affected in any way. He knows very well what he is going through now.

And we have already prepared backup plans to prepare for possible accidents.

"Ahem~ Everyone, I guess everyone has the same purpose of coming here. It is fate to be able to be together in the same place.

I, Panxuan, hope you will give me a lot of advice during this time!"

From the deepest part of the hall, a man in plain linen clothes walked over. He had a hooked nose and windy ears. He was not good-looking, but he had a graceful and noble temperament.

The fat man seemed to be familiar with himself. He held up his fat belly and stepped forward to slap Pan Xuan.

"Sajia Yuangeng, it seems you have a good background."

Pan Xuan ignored it and looked at the other people.

The tattooed woman in naked clothes said her name openly.

Mo Xinxiang!

A name that doesn’t suit her temperament.

Except for Fatty and Pan Xuan, the remaining six people cautiously distanced themselves from each other, and Tie Tang was no exception.

Everyone briefly introduced themselves, whether true or false, but Tie Tang fell into deep thought.

Tie Tang learned from Pan Xuan.

He seems to know where he is and what will happen, including what he ultimately wants to get, and has a very clear purpose.

And this seems to be the consensus of everyone present.

Except myself.
To be continued...