The set of fragments of the Burial Book that he devoted all his efforts to create can exert its maximum power as long as it possesses the ultimate attribute in the world. Of course, ordinary attributes can also learn this burial technique, but it cannot Exerting the ultimate power is equivalent to a waste. Kuang Long, a senior, spoke mercilessly, and he wrote clearly in the burial technique. If his attributes are not the ultimate ones, then after learning this burial technique, it is best to put it back to its original state. Waiting for the destined person to come and take it. And this is actually the biggest reason why Situ Hao is working hard to study and practice the fragments of the Heaven Burial Scripture, and it is also his motivation. Although he still doesn't know whether the spiritual energy in his body is the Tianshan Ice, but now Situ Hao's body is undergoing some kind of transformation, but his intuition tells him that his own spiritual energy, even if it is not the Tianshan Ice, is definitely not the Tianshan Ice. It won't be anything ordinary. Situ Hao also heard something about general attribute energy, but if we judge according to the recorded content, general spiritual energy will never have such a powerful power. So, in this fragment of the Burial Scripture, the Burial Technique is just a simple punch that condenses spiritual energy, but it can exert the greatest power at the least cost. Situ Hao felt that maybe this thing was really customized for him. Of course, there is no spiritual energy in Situ Hao's body now. He had exhausted all his attribute energy in the first few experiments, and now he was extremely weak. Situ Hao felt extremely exhausted both mentally and physically, but his tired eyes were filled with stubbornness. He was absolutely unwilling to give up right here. This is not the first time Situ Hao has practiced burial skills. He can distinguish when his burial skills are improving and when they are useless. The so-called cultivation is said to be easy, as if it is something that can be achieved by just hard work, but in fact it is not the case. The cultivation of a burial master requires not only willpower and diligence, but also a brain that can think. There is a saying that if a person chooses the wrong direction, no matter how hard he works, he will only go further and further down the wrong road. Situ Hao is deeply touched by this sentence. In fact, things that can really benefit a person often bring real suffering. Blindly putting in monotonous and boring efforts, not to mention humans, even old scalpers can do it.So hard work is just self-deception. The real pain comes from the search for the feeling of enlightenment. Only by finding that feeling can you know what is right. Among the things that you have persisted in before the epiphany, which ones are wrong and which ones are right? This is a screening process. Situ Hao felt that this world was very cruel, especially for a guy like him who had no talent or value at all. The world itself was hell. Now he is gritting his teeth and practicing hard, and it seems that he has become a leader in the eyes of some people, a strong person, someone they admire and want to be. However, Situ Hao never felt a trace of arrogance in his heart, and he only felt that everything was hard-won. People who are proud are often not because of their achievements and so-called genius qualifications - it is just because these people have not put in enough efforts and the hardships they have suffered are not cruel enough. The success of an arrogant and domineering person can only mean one thing. It is just something without any weight. The weight of no pain or training is exerted on it, allowing it to settle and see something more profound. Then, in the end, that Success will only become a passing smoke, dispersing in the colorless and odorless air. The world is cruel, and he will not have mercy on these guys when the time comes. What's even more cruel is that the world is repetitive, infinitely repetitive. There are as many proud and complacent people as there are people who will die from the corpses of complacency. In the same way, how many low-key funeral masters are down-to-earth and deeply feel that success and failure are just a matter of thoughts, how many truly strong people there are in this world. Situ Hao knew very well that those ridicules could not knock him down, and blind self-confidence and thoughtless, boring and empty efforts would not improve him. He had to endure both physical and mental pain like now, but Still clenching his teeth and thinking about the right way, he had a glimmer of hope. His body was turning red, and due to the repeated use of the Muscle Kingdom, slight tears had begun to appear, but Situ Hao did not intend to stop there. Because of this level of injury, you can recover by refining the potion you bring here. What you are enduring now is not unbearable or unbearable. On a spiritual level, Situ Hao was originally a burial master with a strong soul, but with the physique of a burial master like him, his eyes had begun to blur. The mental power is like that of a child who has become too weak. He is no longer willing to obey Situ Hao's instructions to abuse this body. However, Situ Hao still forces it hard, constantly using moves to force himself to move. , move, and never allow yourself to faint. He doesn't even hesitate to use pain to stimulate himself. The most frightening thing is that for Situ Hao, this fatal cultivation process is just something he has become completely accustomed to. What he strongly desires and needs is not something else, but the experience of success again and again. For Situ Hao, he does not need the experience of failure, nor the experience of cowardice and withdrawal. If necessary, if pushed to the limit, he is willing to become a madman like Kuanglong who puts his own life at risk, because only by becoming like this, can a waste like him that is despised by the world have any chance of success. possible. However, without flinching or fearing, I succeeded in summoning up the courage to face it, and then gained the most vivid feeling of pleasure after defeating those seemingly invincible guys. It was like thunder and lightning flowing through his body, causing his limbs, bones, and even the depths of his soul to begin to tremble violently with excitement. For Situ Hao, it was a feeling that once he experienced it, A feeling that can never be forgotten again. 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. He will not regret anything he has gone through in the past. A period of regret in life. When a person takes hardship and finding a glimmer of hope in a difficult situation as a matter of course, no longer feels fear, and maintains terrible concentration and fighting power and hope of life until the moment before death actually arrives. Just like Kuanglong said, there is almost nothing in this world that can defeat him. What really defeats a person is not suffering, but his own weakness. A drop of water fell from the ground. It fell very fast, but the swing was also very large, as if it was thrown out by the strong wind. It looks ethereal and shaky. But the water droplets were not raindrops, but sweat dripping from Situ Hao's body. A rough gasp came from his throat, his lips were bitten with blood, and distinct sibilant sounds were imprinted on them. Although his figure was a little dazed, he was still very sharp. Every punch, every kick, every effort was done with full concentration, and there was absolutely no sign of laziness. Situ Hao himself didn't know how long he would have to persist to understand the fragments of the Burial Scripture, and now all he could do was to persist silently like now. The moment of enlightenment may come from any detail. Situ Hao's mind at the moment was all about the mental methods recorded in the burial technique. But that moment of enlightenment was like sunshine under dark clouds, blurry, with only a moment of light. The light that could penetrate his thinking always refused to appear. In this paradise-like aura of secret land, there is a milky white stone slab behind the hut. It can absorb enough power. Previously, Situ Hao poured all the spiritual energy in his body into this milky white stone slab. He himself didn't know how long it would take to make a breakthrough, but Situ Hao was not going to give up until the stone slab shattered. There is a strange enchantment cast on this stone slab, and according to the records on the burial technique, this white stone slab is used to absorb energy and is specifically used to practice the burial technique of the fragments of the Burial Scripture. Unlike other burial techniques, the power of the fragments of the Burial Scripture can be increased as the practice continues to improve. Currently, Situ Hao is in the beginner stage, so the increase in power is only in the first stage. The power increase of the fragments of the Book of Burial Scripture is divided into three stages. Now is the first stage. The balance between power and consumption is not at the most perfect stage. This is also something Situ Hao wants to overcome through practice. As the time gradually lengthened, Situ Hao felt as if he was lost in the clouds and fog. No matter what, he could not find the feeling of enlightenment and entered the second stage of the fragmentary volume of the Burial Scripture. And the limit of his body's consumption was gradually coming. Situ Hao felt that if he continued like this, he would soon reach his limit. Once the injury was serious enough that medicine could not restore it, then The success fell short. In the end, Situ Hao gritted his teeth and did not give up. His waist and abdominal muscles gradually began to tighten, and bursts of spiritual energy that had disappeared for a long time began to stir again, blowing up the ashes around him. His legs moved slowly, drawing a strange arc. Finally, the center of gravity of the body was pressed to the lowest point at the extreme arc. Situ Hao's eyes began to glow with a ruthless color, and his black hair was blowing in the wind. It started flying wildly. And the fist that was tightly clenched, as if it was a bowstring, was stretched far away, and at this moment, ice-blue light began to flow from the shoulder. Waves of ice-blue light slowly rotated around Situ Hao's fist, getting faster and faster, and its power gradually increased. When the terrifying cold air gathered again, it froze the whole world from the ground. After a while, the sky seemed to change color, and the darkness was no longer visible. Situ Hao was wrapped in an icy blue world, and the center of the light was on the clenched fist.At this moment, he felt that the meridians, muscles, and internal organs in his body were violently twisting, twitching, and trembling. No part of his body was normal or intact, but Situ Hao knew that even if he died here, he wouldn't be able to put it in his fist. He will never give up. This is his original intention, and it will also be a belief that he will never forget in his career as a funeral master.