Tian Nongxiang took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and re-copied. At this time, his mind was not quiet, and he had not completely recovered from the dream just now. "I'm going to be strong quickly," he muttered, re-copying the inscription.

The stele was quickly inspired.

The character "Saint" once again wandered around the stele. But for Tian Nongxiang, it seems to be swimming in his own body. He quietly spied its path, which seemed to be chaotic, but it felt quite regular.

A warm current brewed in his belly, and sometimes dissipated invisibly. Tian Nongxiang did not restrain its gathering and dispersion, and followed the path of the "saint" character text, silently experiencing it.

His body was drenched in sweat, and his hands were still pressed against the stele. He clearly felt a warm current converging in his abdomen, a thin gossamer, but very real. Between the blood veins, several white dots appeared, and the warm current in the abdomen unconsciously surged towards the white spots, tightly wrapped in the light spots and melted into the blood veins. There had never been such a situation before, Tian Nongxiang was shocked, and suddenly his eyes were dark, and he spat blood with a wow, and lay down in front of the monument. At this time, his mind was extremely clear, and he wanted to struggle to stand up, but his hands, feet, and body kept calling. simply crawled motionless in front of the monument, pondering a kind of reason.

Could it be that the inscription was stimulated and the cultivation could not be achieved? Maybe it was because of the impatience. "The mind is concentrated, and the qi is drawn to converge the pulse", this is the first sentence of the method of breathing, can the inscription be out of the right? It must be because of too many distracting thoughts and forcibly copying? Thinking of this, I tried to restrain my mind as much as possible, did not dare to forcibly cultivate anymore, did not struggle, lay down in front of the stele, and waited for the body to recover.

At this time, the "saint" character script was still slowly wandering on the stone tablet. Lying still, Tian Nongxiang simply stared at the irregular movement of the runes.

The silence in the cave was terrifying, except for the crisp sound of dripping water not far away.

After some time, his fingers moved unconsciously. Tian Nongxiang was secretly happy, twisted his body hard, and struggled to stand up. He staggered away from a distance, sat on the ground with a plop, and silently operated the method of breathing.

In the past, when the method of breathing was operated, the "sacred" character would rise and swim away from the bloodline, but at this time, the rune left the body, and with the traction of the air current, it seemed that all parts of the body would faintly rise. At first, he didn't feel any discomfort, but after seven or eight hours, his blood veins swelled, his bones crackled, and countless white points of light on his body flickered, and suddenly, there seemed to be countless small runes intertwined between his bloodlines. At this time, Tian Nongxiang's body was trembling, and his whole body seemed to be about to explode.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and woke up from the method of breathing, his chest rising and falling violently. Oh no!" he screamed, "Gotta Trick Rune Return." Without thinking about it, he rushed to the stone tablet with a roar, pressed his palms on the tablet, and hurriedly copied the inscription. He had an ominous premonition, as if if if the "holy" character did not return, his body would explode at any moment.

This time, he did not follow the "sage" character text to run the meridians, and it was not that he was unwilling, but that he couldn't find the location of the rune for a long time after he buckled the tablet with both palms. Time passed little by little, and after about two hours, he silently ran the stone tablet scriptures from memory, and a warm current in his body gradually converged. If in the past it was a special substance in the body, this time it really relied on its own strength. The warm current slowly poured into the whole body, and although the hairspring was weak, it also slightly relieved the pain in the body.

Suddenly, the top of the stele was flooded with a faint blue light, and the ghostly light was about to brighten, almost illuminating the entire cave. The remnants of the emperor, who had been silent in the sarcophagus for several days, leaned out again. Knowing that this son is peculiar, I didn't expect it to be so amazing.

The ghostly light kept moving down on the stone tablet, an inch, an inch or two ....... The speed was slow, but every step was so dazzling that it moved nine inches before stopping. Countless intertwined lines are revealed. Some are rough and strong, and some are subtle and feminine. The lines are like living creatures in the glow of the ghostly light, some with teeth and claws, and some quiet and comfortable.

Tian Nongxiang clearly felt the changes in the stone stele, because the inscriptions contained in those flashing places had been implicated in his mind unconsciously. At this moment, the blood veins on his body that had just swelled had been restored, and the tiny runes and white dots between the veins fused again, condensing his body into a ruddy luster. Can I control what is lurking in my body?

Immediately, this thought was dispelled, because he suddenly felt the "sacred" character inscription on the stone tablet, which had swam the lines on the entire stone tablet many times, and finally had a sense with Tian Nongxiang again.

At this moment, the character "Saint" was eight inches wide and swam towards his palm. It stopped in his palm, gradually shrinking, until it was more than an inch, and then he popped away, broke away from the stone tablet, circled in his palm for a few rounds, slowly submerged, and entered the bloodline again.

Tian Nongxiang trembled violently. He felt that the "Saint" character was filled with an unprecedented amount of energy, which burned him, causing his blood veins to deform and his bones to begin to distort. Suddenly, his heart was shocked: the rune was reorganizing his body according to the lines on the stele.

He wanted to break away from the stele, but his palm was tightly connected to the stele, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't separate it.

The ghostly light on the stele moved down again, very quickly. Tian Nongxiang didn't understand the direction and meaning of the lines, but just passively accepted them. His body was crackling, as if a huge force was rushing into his body, and his body was almost bursting, but he couldn't separate or reject, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on with all his might. At this time, the "Saint" character in his body was running rapidly, channeling the huge force to flow to all parts of his body.

Emperor Zun had been staring at him all the time, sensing something abnormal, but he didn't know what was going on.

The upper part of the cracks on the stele suddenly has a bright glow, which is breathtaking, and illuminates the entire cave. Emperor Zun was startled, and just as he didn't know what to do, the ghost light was extinguished instantly. At the same time, Tian Nongxiang screamed, stretched his palms forward, flew upside down six or seven feet away, hit the wall, spat blood, his eyes were black, and he fell to the ground.

Emperor Zun's remnant thoughts flew past and pulled him up. Run to the coffin and place him in the sarcophagus. said in his mouth: "This coffin nourishes the soul, may your soul not be dispersed!"

Tian Nongxiang's body was as red as blood, and countless cracks gradually cracked on his face and body, and the strange thing was that there was no blood flowing out of the gaps.

Emperor Zun was amazed. But he is just a wisp of divine thought left by the fall of the emperor, although it has gone through thousands of years, and he has to be raised by the sarcophagus, but after all, he has not cultivated much, so he can only watch and have no way.

There was a crackling sound behind him.

Emperor Zun suddenly turned around, only to see that the first half of the stone tablet had long since lost its cumbersome lines, and countless cracks had opened with the sound of shattering. He hurried forward, and the stele continued to crack. Stretching out his hand to stop it, there was a bang, and the stone tablet shattered into several pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Emperor Zun looked at the remnants of the monument all over the ground in surprise, and after a long time, he came back to his senses and said silently: "My responsibility has been done, my responsibility has been done!"

When I returned to the sarcophagus, I saw that Tian Nongxiang was also broken into several pieces. Is this child going to fall? If so, then ....... He didn't dare to think about it. The stele has been cracked, if this son falls, is the emperor Qiu Tiannong really going to die?