He did everything to create this set of Burial Heaven Sutra fragments, as long as he has an extreme attribute in the world, then it can exert its maximum power, of course, ordinary attributes can also learn this burial technique, but it can't exert the ultimate power, which is equivalent to a waste.

The senior of the mad dragon is also ruthless when he speaks, and it is also written clearly in the funeral technique, if his attributes are not the ultimate attributes, then after learning this burial technique, it is best to put it back in its place and wait for someone destined to take it.

And this, in fact, is also the biggest reason why Situ Hao is studying desperately now and cultivating this fragment of the Heavenly Scripture, and it is also his motivation.

Although he didn't know if the aura in his body was Tianshan Cold Ice, but now that Situ Hao's body was undergoing a certain transformation, his intuition told him that his aura, even if it was not Tianshan Cold Ice, would never be ordinary.

Situ Hao has also heard some about general attribute energy, but if he is judged according to the content of the record, ordinary aura will never have such a powerful power.

Then, this fragment of the Burial Heavenly Scripture, the burial technique is just a simple punch that condenses the aura, but it can exert the greatest power of the burial technique at the least cost.

Situ Hao felt that this thing might really be customized for himself. Of course, there is no aura in Situ Hao's body now.

He had exhausted the attribute energy in the first few experiments, and now the whole person is extremely weak. Situ Hao felt the unbearable consumption of both mental and physical strength, but his tired eyes were full of stubbornness, and he was absolutely unwilling to give up here like this.

The cultivation of the funeral technique, Situ Hao is not the first time now, he can tell when his funeral technique is being improved, and when it is a useless cultivation.

The so-called cultivation, which is said to be easy, seems to be something that can be done only by hard work, but in fact it is not the case, the cultivation of the funeral master requires more than just willpower and diligence, but also a brain that can think.

There is a saying that if a person chooses the wrong direction, then he is working hard, and he will only go further and further on the wrong road along the way.

In fact, what can really make a person gain benefits often brings real suffering.

Blindly pay monotonous and boring efforts, let alone human beings, old scalpers can also do it.

Therefore, hard work is nothing but self-deception, and the real pain comes from the search for the feeling of epiphany.

Only when you find that feeling can you know what is right, and among the things that you have been holding on to before the epiphany, which ones are wrong and which ones are right, this is a process of screening.

Situ Hao felt that this world was very cruel, especially for a guy like him who had no talent or value to speak of, the world itself was hell.

Now he is gritting his teeth and cultivating desperately, and it seems that he has become a leader in the eyes of some people, a strong man, an object they worship and want to become. However, Situ Hao has never had the slightest arrogance in his heart, and only feels that everything is not easy to come by.

People who are proud are often not because of their achievements and so-called genius qualifications—just because these people have not put in enough effort and have endured hardships that are not cruel enough.

The success of the arrogant and domineering person can only mean one thing, that is nothing more than something without any weight, no weight of pain and tempering is applied to it, let it settle down, see something more profound, then, in the end, that success will only become a passing cloud, waving in the colorless and odorless air.

The world is cruel, and he won't have mercy on these guys when the time comes. And what's even more cruel is that the world is repetitive, infinitely repeated.

There are as many proud and complacent guys as there are who will die from the corpses of pride and complacency. In the same way, how many low-key funeral masters who are down-to-earth and deeply feel that success and failure are just a thought difference, there are many real strong people in this world.

Situ Hao knows very well that those ridicules can't knock him down, blind self-confidence and no thoughts, boring and empty efforts will not improve himself, he must be like now, endure both physical and mental pain, but still grit his teeth and think about where the right path is, so that he has a trace of vitality.

His body was red, and a slight tear had begun to appear due to the repeated use of the Muscle Realm, but Situ Hao didn't intend to stop there.

Because of this level of injury, he can recover by refining the potion he brought over, and everything he is bearing now has not reached the point where he cannot bear it.

On the spiritual level, Situ Hao was originally a burial master with a strong soul, but his physique as a burial master had begun to blur his eyes.

The mental power is like a child who has drilled the tip of the horns, and he is no longer willing to continue to follow Situ Hao's instructions to abuse this body, but Situ Hao still forces it to death, constantly forcing moves again and again to force himself to move and move, and he will never allow himself to pass out. He even does not hesitate to stimulate himself with pain.

And the most terrifying thing is that this kind of fatal cultivation process is nothing more than something that Situ Hao has become accustomed to.

What is strongly desired, what is strongly needed, is not something else, but the experience of success again and again, for Situ Hao, he does not need the experience of failure, nor does he need the experience of cowardice and withdrawal.

If needed, if pushed to the limit, he is willing to become a madman like the dragon who puts his life on the line, because only by becoming like this, like him, a waste spurned by the world, can there be a glimmer of success.

However, without flinching or fearing, I managed to summon up the courage to face it, and then defeated those who seemed invincible.

It was like thunder and lightning flowing in his body, making his limbs, bones and even the depths of his soul begin to tremble violently because of excitement, for Situ Hao, it was a feeling that he could never forget as long as he experienced it.

Every time he walks gorgeously and skillfully on the edge of life and death, and finally wins, Situ Hao will feel that all the suffering he has suffered is worth it and deserved, and he will not regret any of his past lives.

When a person takes hardship and looks for a glimmer of life in a difficult situation as a matter of course, no longer feels fear, and until the moment before death really comes, he has always maintained a terrible concentration and combat effectiveness, and the hope of life.

As the dragon said, there is hardly anything in this world that can defeat him. What really defeats a person is not suffering, but his own weakness.

In the middle of the earth, a drop of water fell, and the speed of the fall was very fast, but the wave was also very large, as if it had been thrown out by the wind.

It looks ethereal and crumbling. But this drop of water is not a raindrop, but the sweat dripping from Situ Hao's body. There was a rough gasp in his throat, and his lips were already bitten with blood, and a distinct tooth sound was imprinted on it.

Although his figure is already in a trance, it is still very sharp, every punch, every kick, every force is preoccupied, and there is no laziness.

How long will it take to comprehend the fragment of the Burial Heaven Sutra, Situ Hao himself does not know, and what he can do now is to persist silently like now.

The moment of epiphany may come from any detail, and what Situ Hao's mind is full of at the moment is about the mental method recorded in the funeral technique.

But that moment of epiphany was like the sun under the dark clouds, vague, only a moment of light, and the light that could penetrate his mind always refused to appear.

In this paradise-like spiritual secret, there is a milky white stone slab at the back of the hut. It can absorb enough power, and before, Situ Hao poured all the spiritual energy in his body into this milky white stone slab.

He didn't know how long it would take to break through, but until the slate shattered, Situ Hao didn't plan to give up.

There is a strange enchantment on this stone slab, and according to the funeral records, this white stone slab is used to absorb energy and is specially used to exercise the burial technique of the Burial Heavenly Scripture Fragment.

Unlike other burial techniques, the power of the Burial Heaven Sutra Fragment can also be increased as the cultivation continues to improve. At present, Situ Hao is in the beginner stage, so the increase in power is only in the first stage.

The power increase of the Burial Heaven Sutra Fragment is divided into three stages, and now it is only the first stage, and the balance between power and consumption is not in the most perfect stage, which is also a point that Situ Hao wants to overcome through cultivation.

As time gradually lengthened, Situ Hao felt as if he was lost in the clouds, no matter what, he couldn't find the feeling of epiphany, and entered the second stage of the fragment of the Burial Heavenly Scripture.

And the limit of his body's consumption is gradually coming, Situ Hao feels that if he continues like this, soon, he will usher in his limit, once the injury is so serious that the medicine can't remedy it, it will be a failure.

In the end, Situ Hao gritted his teeth and did not give up, his waist and abdominal muscles gradually began to tense, and the long-lost aura also began to agitate again, blowing up the surrounding ashes.

His legs moved slowly, drawing a strange arc, and finally, the center of gravity of his body was also pressed to the lowest in the extreme arc, Situ Hao's eyes began to glow with a burst of ruthlessness, and the black hair flew wildly in the wind.

And the fist that was clenched tightly and tightened far away like a bowstring also began to flow from the shoulder at this moment, an ice-blue light began to flow.

Streams of ice-blue light slowly rotated around Situ Hao's fist, the speed getting faster and faster, and the power gradually increased.

When the terrifying cold air gathered again, it directly began to freeze this piece of heaven and earth from the ground, and after a while, the sky seemed to change color, and the darkness was no longer visible.

Situ Hao was wrapped in an ice-blue sky, and the center of the light was above the clenched fist.

At this moment, he felt that the meridians, muscles, and internal organs in his body were violently twisting, twitching, and trembling. There is no place on his body that is normal and intact, but Situ Hao knows that even if he dies here, it is impossible to put it in his fist.

will never give up, this is his original intention, and it will also be his belief that he will never forget in his career as a funeral master.