There was silence in the Demon Temple, Tang Wuming took a deep breath, and then slowly closed his eyes, he wanted to take a good rest, and then digest what the monkey said just now.

"Enlighten the heavens with the golden cicada and create the way of all things. ”

If someone suddenly came out and said this, even if this person was asking Nutian, Tang Wuming would laugh and say to him: "You are a fool, you actually make such a mindless joke." ”

But at this moment, Tang Wuming was a little convinced, and he began to look inwardly at his natal dantian, and the original natal spirit clone was long gone.

The golden cicada, which was bound by the Heavenly Dao locks, still let out a scalp-numbing roar in his natal dantian, full of violence.

"Why, this golden cicada will be bound by so many Heavenly Dao locks, he is really my primordial god clone?"

Tang Wuming didn't dare to look at the golden cicada for too long, after looking at it for a long time, he would feel that he would also become irritable, what he needed to do now was to calm down, and analyze everything he experienced, seen, and heard at the moment with the most calm mind.

He was still unsure if his soul had traveled to eons of age, to the body of the Cursed King, and he was still unsure if it was a dream or if it was real.

Asking Nutian brought him into the Demon Absolute Heavenly Coffin, and the Demon Heavenly Coffin would be hundreds of millions of years ago, he saw a lot, and there would definitely be cause and effect in all this.

And Tang Wuming can't become an immortal because of the reincarnation of the Immortal Dao, he has a curse demon body, which is what Nutian told him, and the monkey said that he created immortals, and what is engraved on the wall of this demon hall is actually the experience left by the cursed king when he evolved immortals, and created a curse curse heavenly scripture.

The Curse Sutra contains the Tao of all things, and the Tao of all things contains all the ways of the world. You can grasp the way of all things, and in this way, isn't that like mastering all the ways in this world?

It's incredible to think about.

In the time and space of hundreds of millions of years later, it is very extraordinary for a monk to become an immortal to be able to control several paths at the same time, and if someone can control all the paths in this world, it is completely impossible to express such a horror in words and words.

"The Curse of Doom. ”

Tang Wuming's heart kept echoing with these words. He kept moving his gaze over the walls around him, gradually sinking into them.

"Is the curse Heavenly Scripture the key to restraining my immortal path reincarnation?" Tang Wuming thought of an extremely bold speculation, the reason why he couldn't become an immortal was because there was no path in this world that could make him an immortal.

The so-called Tao became an immortal, and Tang Wuming couldn't get the Tao that satisfied him at all, how could he become an immortal?

"Only the Curse Heavenly Scripture, which contains all the Tao of time, only by practicing the Curse Heavenly Scripture, can you become an immortal?"

Tang Wuming looked at the pictures and texts on the wall. Although he didn't know a word, he could feel an unusually familiar feeling, and gradually, he fell into it.

He seemed to have entered a wonderful artistic conception, in which he felt the way of heaven, the tunnel, the avenue, the path, the wind, the sword, the water, and the way of the hundred ghosts

Countless Dao streams flowed around Tang Wusheng, just like the flowing stream, Tang Wuming stretched out his fingers. These words passed between his fingers, and they were wonderful. It felt very comfortable.

Suddenly, Tang Wuming felt a sharp pain in his fingers, and a black hole suddenly appeared in the flowing Dao, as if it was about to stir Tang Wuming's artistic conception into pieces.

Tang Wuming was startled and hurriedly withdrew from this artistic conception.

He looked at the wall carvings everywhere and found that there were a lot of blank spaces in them. It's not a blank, it's a black hole.

On top of the wall carvings, all kinds of black holes appeared, as if the entire scripture had been deliberately destroyed by someone, and it was full of devastation.

When Tang Wuming completely pulled his thoughts out. He found that there were some missing pieces on the wall carvings of the Curse Demon Temple, and the originally complete wall carvings suddenly appeared scattered holes and became fragmented.

"What's going on? Why is this wall carving suddenly incomplete? ”

Tang Wuming pointed to the wall carvings around him and asked the boy next to him.

Strangely, no one answered, and Tang Wuming was shocked to find that the monkey seemed to be frozen, and they had become a statue, standing motionless on the boat.

"Frozen again?" Tang Wusheng felt incredible, but found that the surrounding riot galaxy was not frozen, the difference was that everything in the riot galaxy was flowing towards the rear quickly, giving Tang Wuming a feeling of time and space flying.

For this situation, Tang Wusheng was no longer surprised, because he suddenly understood that from the moment he entered this Demon Heavenly Coffin, everything he experienced inside could no longer be explained by normal people's thinking, because everything that happened here was too incredible.

Tang Wuming continued to observe the Curse Scripture engraved on the wall, and he wondered why this Curse Scripture that had been intact just now suddenly became devastated, as if some of its faces had been forcibly removed.

"Where did the part that was cut off go?"

Tang Wuming got up and stroked the pictures and texts engraved on the wall, and the moment his fingers touched, Tang Wuming was suddenly startled: "This material is so familiar." ”

"Is it?"

Tang Wuming gasped: "Qijin." ”

The existence of Qi Jin was too familiar to Tang Wuming, because the Luo Xian Clan of the Zhao Kingdom at the bottom of the river had been fighting with the Divine Barbarian Clan for thousands of years, for the sake of that only one piece of Qi Jin.

Luo Xian did not hesitate to sacrifice his life, entered the Black Lawson Prison to fight the Lawson Demon King, and almost died in the end, also for this Qijin.

And in the end, when fighting the gods, Tang Wuming also used Qijin to defeat the gods.

That piece of Qijin was not taken away by Luo Xian, and it has been kept in Tang Wuming's body, although Tang Wuming at this time didn't know if this curse Demon Hall would suddenly change and make the Qijin in his body disappear, but Tang Wuming still decided to give it a try.

He thought about it for a moment, and was pleasantly surprised to find that this Qijin was still in his body, and he hurriedly sacrificed Qijin out.

Qi Jin was suspended in Tang Wuming's palm, exuding an elusive charm, at this time, a huge attraction suddenly came from a black hole above the devastated wall carving, Tang Wuming couldn't resist this attraction, Qi Jin was directly sucked by that attraction.

"It's up. ”

Tang Wuming looked at the magical scene that happened on the wall carving in surprise, and Qijin actually flew towards the piece of the wall carving that had been cut off, and it completely coincided.

The divine light is revealed, and the Qijin completely coincides with the wall carving, seamlessly docking.

"Chijin is actually a fragment that fell from the Temple of Cursed Doom, and it is part of the Cursed Doom Heavenly Scripture. ”

Tang Wuming had the expression of a dog, no wonder the immortals on the Void Heaven Continent still didn't know where that Qijin came from, they only knew that the material of this Qijin was very mysterious and powerful, and they didn't know what kind of material he was.

It turned out that this Qijin was actually the part of the curse that was cut off.

Tang Wuming took a deep breath, and then intently observed the Curse Doom Heavenly Scripture, he counted it carefully, and found that a total of eighty-one pieces of the Curse Doom Heavenly Scripture had been cut off, that is to say, a total of eighty-one pieces of Qijin were out of the Curse Doom Demon Hall and sprinkled all over the world.

"This is an incomplete curse scripture, if you can find eighty-one pieces of gold and bring it back to the curse demon hall, you can restore it to a complete curse curse scripture. ”

"If the Curse Sutra is complete, doesn't that mean?"

Thinking of these, Tang Wuming felt extremely excited: "The complete Curse Doom Heavenly Scripture is equivalent to the complete Qiankun Dao, if it is cultivated, it will be able to control all the Dao in the world in the hands of one person, in that way, what Immortal Emperor, Immortal Emperor, Hundreds of millions of Curse Doom Heavenly Scripture, one move will be lost in seconds." ”

The imagination is beautiful, but the present world is cruel.

Tang Wuming couldn't understand this curse Heavenly Scripture at all, let alone how to cultivate, although this incomplete Curse Heavenly Scripture might be able to recover Qijin and repair it while cultivating, just like ordinary Dao needs to constantly evolve to the peak.

But the question is, how can we cultivate this curse Heavenly Sutra?

"If the reincarnation of the Immortal Dao is because the ordinary Dao cannot cross me into an immortal, then if you want to control the reincarnation of the Immortal Dao, you must practice the Curse Heavenly Sutra and control the Qiankun Yin and Yang Dao. Tang Wuming calmly analyzed: "As long as you know how to practice, you can first control the Qiankun Dao, and then gradually evolve to the peak like other Dao, and the necessary means of evolution is to find eighty-one pieces of Qijin." ”

"Only the complete Qijin can evolve the pinnacle of Qiankun. ”

Tang Wuming may have found a way to control the reincarnation of the Immortal Dao, as long as he knows how to cultivate this curse Heavenly Scripture, he can become an immortal, even if it is a broken Heavenly Scripture, it can also help him become an immortal, but the question is, how to cultivate this Curse Heavenly Scripture, this is really a nerve-wracking problem.

Tang Wuming pondered for a long time, and many times plunged his thoughts into that wonderful artistic conception, he could clearly see countless Dao flowing between his fingers like flowing water, but he couldn't grasp it.

He tried many times to ask the monkeys on the side, but the monkeys were still frozen like statues, and the surrounding riot galaxy was still rapidly flying backwards, as if time was passing quickly.

A big dream, as if hundreds of millions of years have passed.

Suddenly, a loud cry came from the bow of the boat, it was the voice of a monkey, and Tang Wuming's thoughts were instantly pulled back, and he was surprised that the monkeys were actually alive.

However, to Tang Wuming's surprise, the monkey's voice seemed to have changed a lot compared to before, becoming very vicissitudes of life, vicissitudes of life, as if this voice had been eroded by the years for hundreds of millions of years, and it already had another taste.

"It's not good, the light of the world is about to go out, and without the light of the world, the little white dragon god can't find a way to the Pure Land at all. (To be continued......)