Chapter 475: A big dream, the emperor shocked the world
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.
Tie Tang didn't know where this place was at all, he only knew that the Hui Meng Heart Sutra brought him here.
But he didn't gain anything.
He also got a lot of clues from the words of the other seven people present.
For example, Pan Xuan calls himself his true self, which shows that his original strength should not be low, at least from the Earth Wizard realm.
For example, the tattoos on the face of the woman in red are somewhat similar to totem patterns. They are extremely ancient and do not seem to be products of the Great Shang era.
But he couldn't tell when exactly it was, maybe it was an ancient family that had existed for a long time.
In any case, including the other five people, some clues have been exposed more or less.
Before Tie Tang could sort out the mess, he suddenly felt seven sharp gazes.
"Little brother, to be able to come here at your age, it seems that you either have an extraordinary background or are extremely qualified. Why don't you give me a title?"
Tie Tang raised his head, looked at everyone without hesitation, and saw their true faces clearly.
Indeed.
Judging from the faces of each person, these people are at least thirty or older, and their actual age may be ten times, a hundred times, or a thousand times older.
Only he still maintains the appearance of a twenty-year-old, and this is also his true age.
It seems that at least in terms of age, there is a clear gap between myself and others.
Tie Tang smiled, full of youth: "I, Tie Tang, would like to teach you a lot!"
Hearing his self-identification, the other seven people were inevitably a little surprised, but they also showed expected expressions.
After all, who can come here easily?
Moreover, everyone's strength has been greatly reduced, and their original state cannot be seen, and the so-called self-proclaimed can't absolutely mean anything.
After a brief introduction, the eight people fell silent again for a short time. It was not until Fatty Yuan Geng and Pan Xuan exchanged greetings that the scene did not become completely cold.
Tie Tang doesn't know what he wants to do in Hui Meng Heart Sutra. He knows that he is obviously different from others.
Then we must not expose this before we understand the specific situation.
Therefore, he appeared to be the most taciturn. Even if Fatty and Pan Xuan talked about some extremely unproductive topics from time to time, he would try not to participate as much as possible.
The situation on the field gradually became weird. It seemed that everyone noticed something and began to keep silent.
Tie Tang was the most shocked.
He got some very clear clues from everyone's words.
Of the eight people present, even if you exclude yourself, the remaining seven may not be from the same period.
The words used in each person's words, the ups and downs of the tone, and even the name of this hall are all obviously different.
Fatty Yuan Geng saw that no one was willing to speak, so he clapped his hands violently, attracting the attention of several people.
"Everyone, let's stop pretending. I believe everyone knows the strangeness of the Tiandao Monument. Even if it can bring together some creatures from different time and space, it is not incomprehensible.
How about everyone talk about their respective eras?"
Pan Xuan sighed: "I went through many difficulties and dangers and passed nine tests before reaching the last level of the Tiandao Monument. Who knew that I would encounter such a bizarre encounter."
"Everyone, it is useless to talk too much. We are all waiting for instructions from heaven. Maybe... we are enemies rather than friends!" Mo Xinxiang seemed to remind everyone out of good intentions.
It is obviously impossible for everyone to tell what era they come from.
To know.
If the era you live in is behind others, you may suffer revenge from others after leaving this place.
Because others can kill you in the future before you can, and everything you encounter is already a thing of the past to others.
The most confused person in the audience was undoubtedly Tie Tang, who was really confused.
Others seem to rely on the so-called Heavenly Way Monument to get there.
But he is not!
He had never heard of this thing even during the Dashang era.
"It seems...the eras in which these seven people live, even if there are some differences, they are not too far apart.
At least they all know about the Tiandao Monument, which shows that no matter how the years change, the Tiandao Monument is still circulating in their era.
What about me?
Is it that there is no Tiandao Monument in the big business I live in, or does the Tiandao Monument really exist, but I am not qualified to know about it outside?"
Tie Tang is difficult to define, and therefore it is difficult to determine some things.
About half an hour later.
Things have changed.
Boom! Boom!
The heavy palace door slowly opened, bringing with it a bright dawn.
Someone has tried to open the door before, but the people whose cultivation realm has been greatly reduced obviously no longer have the strength to do whatever they want.
The bright sunshine spread freely in the palace, dispersing the gloomy darkness, but also brought a stronger fishy smell.
Eight people gathered in front of the door, and Tie Tang also saw the source of the odor.
Ahead is a large square, about 2,000 steps away. The flawless white jade bricks are covered with a layer of dark red blood stains, mixed with the faint remains of corpses.<
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"Look, the fight is obviously cruel."
"I'm waiting for eight people...how many of them can go out?"
"According to the urine properties of the Tiandao Monument, maybe we will all die here."
"Even the law of heaven can't kill me, it's just a monument, it's impossible!"
The tattooed woman who said this, Mo Xinxiang.
Tie Tang's figure is half a step behind the seven people, which makes it easier for him to observe the others.
After Mo Xinxiang said those arrogant words, Fatty immediately turned to look at her in surprise.
Among the remaining five people, three of them had their shoulders shaking slightly, but they forcibly resisted the action of waiting and watching.
The other two people showed no fluctuations from beginning to end, as if they were able to do this, so it was not surprising.
"It seems that the real strength of the seven of them is not exactly the same. There is probably a big gap, but it does not rule out that Mo Xinxiang is bragging."
Tie Tang kept these clues in mind and tried his best to hide himself.
He can now roughly deduce that the real strength of these seven people may be very terrifying, and the Tiandao Monument may be an existence that he is currently unable to contact.
"Even heaven can't kill me!"
Tie Tang did not dare to say this.
He still has a long way to go before he can compete with Heaven.
After the palace door opened, none of the eight people acted rashly. No one stepped out of the palace. They were all waiting for others to go first.
But these people have gone through many tests to get here, how can they be a stepping stone for others?
Fortunately.
The appearance of a person eased the situation.
"The way of heaven is supreme, neither benevolent nor holy. The great way is simple, and enlightenment is achieved in heaven! Everyone, welcome to the last test of the Tiandao Monument."
When Fatty Yuan Geng saw this person appear, he immediately stepped forward with a smile and was the first to walk out of the hall.
The other six people followed closely behind, changing their previous nervous expressions.
But Tie Tang stayed where he was.
He saw ‘people’ who shouldn’t be here.
Even if the figure in front of him was shrouded in the brilliance of the sun, it was not clear enough, but it was enough for Tie Tang to distinguish his true face, and he found a character that matched his impression from his own memory.