Perfect World

The ten-foot-long secret room has rough stone walls, nothing there, and silence.

boom!

Suddenly, the fire was surging, and thousands of symbols merged together, like a vast ocean, with vast ups and downs, rough waves, and swept in. These are the runes of all heavens!

Shi Hao was submerged. He held the immortal seed and sat cross-legged in the middle. He was sealed in a ten-foot-long secret room and endured the crushing force of all the heavens and myriad ways.

Those talisman culture turned into fire, burning fiercely, as fierce as the sun and the moon exploding, as delicate and beautiful as the phoenix's nirvana, staining the starry sky with blood, and its first sound!

This is an indescribable wonder and a magnificent picture.

Thousands of talismans and patterns are intertwined together, and tens of thousands of "Tao" run across it, like one piece after another, running through and intersecting, weaving into a network.

Bo!

There was a soft sound, and a bright blood flower splashed between Shi Hao's eyebrows. It looked extremely sad, and then it was burned clean in the surging runes.

This is the pain he experienced, sitting here, unable to move, while "ten thousand ways" invaded his body, burning his true self, forging his soul and bones, and destroying both body and soul at every turn.

boom!

There was a roar, and the void twisted around Shi Hao. He was casting a furnace, the heaven and earth were the furnace, and all the ways were fire!

A cauldron was formed, with a magnificent shape and a Taoist charm. However, the mouth of the cauldron was filled with mist, and chaotic mist surged, sealing him inside.

Outside the cauldron, endless runes turn into fire, burning the cauldron, forging its muscles and bones, boiling its soul, transforming and giving birth to the meanings of the heavenly scriptures, and interpreting the supreme rules.

In an instant, thousands of things roared together, and the place was boiling!

The outside world is a snap of the fingers.

In the Stone Palace, the fragments of time were imprisoned and then flowed. Time here was very chaotic.

Here, time is intertwining, years are changing, everything is different from the outside, as if it is a world of its own.

In the ten-foot-long secret room, thousands of things roared.

The cauldron was riddled with holes, and Shi Hao's whole body was scorched black. He was squeezed by all the heavens, hammered and burned by endless runes, and was almost broken.

Back then, when he was tempered by three thousand principles on the Bluestone Road, he had already suffered a narrow escape and was almost annihilated many times. Now, it has suddenly increased to ten thousand. It is conceivable!

Now, he is many times stronger than before. He took that step and cultivated a stream of immortal energy, so his endurance increased sharply.

Otherwise, if Wan Dao joins him, he will explode and turn into ashes, and there will be no suspense at all.

But even so, even if a fairy energy lingers around him and protects him, it is extremely dangerous. His life is like a candle in the wind, dim and swaying, and may be extinguished at any time!

boom!

With a loud noise, the furnace formed by the void of heaven and earth exploded and fell into pieces, and Shi Hao also suffered a heavy blow.

Half of his body was like a sieve, penetrated by countless runes, and his injuries were horrifying. If someone saw him, his face would turn pale. What kind of suffering is this?

Shi Hao put down the "immortal seed", the mother energy of all things converged, the rules of the world dimmed, all the surrounding avenue runes disappeared, and tranquility returned here.

He took out the holy medicine, drank it, and silently healed his wounds.

This is simply purgatory-like torture. Ordinary people simply cannot bear it. It is too difficult and they will die at any time.

Here, there are ten opportunities for resurrection, but Shi Hao doesn't want to waste one, so he swallows the holy medicine to heal his wounds. His path is too terrible and he cannot squander the opportunity.

In fact, different people have different paths and require different environments.

For example, if a little rabbit practices the way of nature, he will not be so fierce and domineering, and he will not have to worry about suffering the pain of being broken into pieces and burned to ashes.

Shi Hao's path was blocked. He chose a difficult path. On this path, he could cultivate two strands of immortal energy. But how could this be so easy to achieve? !

Because, strictly speaking, one path can only cultivate one path of immortal energy.

This cultivation took him more than ten days. As for the outside world, it is unknown how long it took him to recover from his injuries.

Afterwards, Shi Hao sat down again and created a cauldron, burning the soul with thousands of rays and forging bones and muscles!

In this way, time and time again, he kept coming out of seclusion and rehearsing it over and over for an unknown amount of time, recovering from his injuries many times and meditating to experience it.

Finally, in the last time, he failed to seize the opportunity. The cauldron exploded and he was drowned by thousands of flames. Even if he threw away the immortal seed, it was too late.

The tens of thousands of fires were attacking him like tens of thousands of immortal knives, all of which were submerged into his body, making it unbearable for him. Even the immortal energy and the supreme blood were burned.

He sat there cross-legged, not escaping, because it was already too late, so he could only fight, and in the severe pain, he experienced the process of burning the soul and killing the body, and in the process he understood the Dharma and the Tao.

boom!

I don’t know how long it took, but he suddenly exploded, including his soul and body shell, all turned into flowing light and dyed into dust!

At the last moment, Shi Hao had an indescribable feeling. After death, everything became empty, nothing existed anymore, and he fell into eternal darkness.

I don't know how long later, in the void, his spiritual consciousness gathered again, and blood dripped, all of which moved and gathered together.

"I'm alive..."

Just three words, heavier than the mountains and higher than the sky, he felt an indescribable silence, as well as the joy and touch of life.

How can you understand the brilliance of life without experiencing death?

He had a consciousness in his heart and wanted to speak. When he opened his mouth, nothing could be said, he could only experience it silently in his heart.

The blood condenses, evolves flesh and blood, builds bones, and his body shell reappears. Little bits of spiritual light condense into spiritual consciousness, turn into soul, etc. The soul is reshaped and manifested in the world.

Shi Hao revived, and a breath of new life filled the air. He seemed to have come from the early days, walking silently through the eternal darkness alone, experiencing reincarnation, and being reborn at this time.

Shi Hao was silent, sitting there silently, like a fossil.

He recovered from his own awakening, but did not move because he saw a picture on the rough wall of the Shizhang Secret Room.

He was a young man who was handsome and talented. He was the best among his peers and had few opponents. He was respected as the Little Fairy King.

He has already cultivated an immortal energy, but he is not satisfied. He wants to go further and become one of the strongest people in the world!

He chose a path and walked with Shi Hao, but he also endured thousands of burns, endless pain, and all kinds of torture without retreating.

Finally, with a pop, the Little Immortal King exploded to pieces, his flesh and blood were blurred, his soul collapsed, and then everything was burned to ashes.

"Is it worth it? This road is a desperate situation and it is impossible to succeed." Someone asked the little fairy king, also in this secret room.

The young man's body reorganized and he was reincarnated. Obviously, his experience was like that of Shi Hao, and he had already died once.

"There is no worthiness or unworthiness. This is my belief, my way, my way!" His eyes were deep, calm and resolute. His mind was unwavering and he still wanted to walk this path.

Then, the screen disappeared.

When Shi Hao woke up, he silently realized that in the previous era, there was a young man like him who came here to realize the Tao, and with the help of the ten-foot-long secret chamber, burned his body with ten thousand ways.

Just now, he saw the little fairy king being burned.

Shi Hao thought carefully about it for a long time, comparing the two, thinking constantly, and then started to retreat again.

In the outside world, time passes, not too long.

However, in the secret room, Shi Hao seemed to have experienced a reincarnation for so long.

This time, he interrupted many times to take holy medicine on the way to treat his injuries and prevent himself from dying so easily.

puff!

However, after experiencing it many times, he was still killed by Wandaozhen. The fire burned and turned into a piece of charcoal, and he died for the second time.

It is another dark process, another rebirth. It is like a reincarnation. There is no reincarnation in the middle. I don’t know where I am. Only after awakening do I understand that I have died and now I am resurrected.

This kind of experience, this kind of tribulation, if it were an ordinary person, his Taoist heart might be broken, and it would be difficult to stabilize it.

And Shi Hao regarded it as the most precious experience, as a whetstone to polish himself and let himself grow through it!

On the rough stone wall, the picture reappears.

"Do you want to continue? If you continue like this, your foundation will be shaken. This road is too difficult to succeed. You are heading for self-destruction."

The Little Immortal King, that handsome young man, remained determined and his eyes were resolute, saying: "Besides this road, what else can I do to compare with those people? I am not weaker than others!"

"They have good luck and good fortune, and their respective paths cannot be copied. It is difficult for you to find a perfect path. This one is just a broken path."

"How would I know if I didn't go on? I can't even compare to them. How can I go to that vast battlefield? If I can't become the strongest, how can I turn the tide of the war?"

"You're too stubborn."

"My father has died in battle, and his blood is not yet cold. He is famous in this world, but he is still invincible. If our generation cannot surpass it, we will all die. There is no retreat. I want to follow my father's footsteps, go to the battlefield, and live in peace. Let’s all bleed until the end of this era.”

Shi Hao thought deeply and found it difficult to be at peace in his heart!

Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and no longer thought about the events of the previous era, but just observed the gains and losses of the little fairy king's retreat and enlightenment, and compared them with his own.

For the third time, Shi Hao retreated, and the surrounding fire was overwhelming, turning into mountains and rivers, the sun, moon and stars, all of which were suppressed.

Interrupted again and again, on the way, he swallowed the holy medicine to stay alive, but in the end he died.

Then, the Little Immortal King appeared again. He did not waver. He practiced hard at the end of the Immortal Era and wanted to rise up, hoping to change everything.

Chapter 4, Chapter 5...

By the ninth chapter, Shi Hao had died nine times. This road was too difficult. The furnace was penetrated, and the body and soul were burned to dust. It was extremely terrifying.

During this period, he also saw the journey of the Little Immortal King. Like him, he was constantly being broken and dying, unable to transcend and cultivate the second immortal energy.

On the rough stone wall, a picture emerged.

"Let's take another path. Maybe we can also cultivate the second immortal energy. Some people have succeeded, and the power is equally powerful." Someone advised.

"The choice has been made, there is no way to turn back." The Little Fairy King replied calmly.

"You can turn back, why do you want to burn all the ways and detach yourself from above? If you do this, it will be difficult for the world to tolerate, and you are destined to fail!"

"This is my way, my way! If one day, the world changes, the rules change, everything in the universe is different, and there is no transcendence, what will be the result?" The little fairy king spoke in a low voice.

Shi Hao's eyes were bright and he stared at the screen without making a sound, but he felt something in his heart!

There is only one last chance for resurrection.

On the tenth time, he began to retreat and closed his eyes.