The whip in the man's hand left traces of blood on the young man's body mercilessly. No matter how heartbreakingly the young man cried, the man always had a dark face and remained unwavering. Under this ruthless whipping, the boy's cries became weaker and weaker, and he finally lost consciousness.
"How can you, a hopeless waste, with such a weakness like you, inherit the position of family patriarch and become a real sky burial master in the future? Situ Hao, you lost to that Zi Yan today - a person who is five years younger than you. Girls.
You lost not only the game, but also the respect of the entire Situ family! How could I, Situ Long, have a son like you, a loser! From tonight onwards, keep your mouth shut! Don't come out without my order! "
This man named Situ Long seemed to not care about his son's life or death at all. No matter how you looked at it, Situ Hao was now dying, and his life might be in danger if he was not rescued in time.
And beca
As the sky gradually dimmed, Situ Hao stood alone in front of the stone slab. In the lonely dark night, there is a thin but very strong figure waving his arms somewhere. He pauses again and again, and strikes suddenly. The slightly bulging muscles seem to be red and swollen. When the five fingers are tightened, they are gradually tightened. When he punched his fist, the muscles suddenly swelled twice.Situ Hao's long hair was fluttering in the dark night. The breeze at the moment was hot, but it could still bring him a little bit of coolness. There is no other reason. Today, the spiritual energy in Situ Hao's body has been completely consumed, leaving a little ice-blue light lingering in his dantian, like a bored elf with nothing to do.The light on it is weak, but if you look closely, it is like the white moon in the night sky, which is suddenly stretched thousands of meters and shrinks into small light spots. Although it is imperceptible, it lasts for a long tim
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,
Once again, Situ Hao used the fragments of the Book of Burial Scripture clumsily and awkwardly at the beginning, and once again struck out this seemingly simple punch, but it contained infinite terrifying energy.The aura and spirit energy contained in this punch is very rare, but strangely, the power contained in this punch is dozens of times greater.And if you look closely, his body is shaking slightly, but compared to the movements he performed when he was full of energy at the beginning, it is much more stable.The whole person seemed to melt into the wind, and his movements were smooth and smooth, until he got close to the white stone slab and punched out fiercely, "Boom--" After a long-lasting sound, the milky white absorption For the first time, traces of red ripples appeared on the energy slate."This, this is..."Looking at the red ripples appearing on the milky white stone slab, Situ Hao suddenly seemed to feel something cracking in hi
Yesterday, he had discovered that looking at the black sky here was different from looking at the night sky outside. It's very subtle and hard to describe, but once you experience it, you'll know what it feels like.The dark night was a pitch-black night. Situ Hao's eyes were as cold and calm as a bird of prey, staring at the dark night, but he seemed to be able to see that the dark night had turned into pieces of water, flowing.Sometimes, it turned into a taciturn old man. The night would not have its own form, but Situ Hao had this feeling. It was murmuring, as if it was accusing, and it seemed to be a solemn prayer."Ever-changing."Situ Hao sat cross-legged at an angle between the hillside and the grass. He will neither fall nor need to raise his head to see the sky.He raised his head slightly and opened his eyes. In front of him was a dark old man who was whispering.After Situ Hao opened his eyes, he said this softly, and his eyes s
The faint blue energy rippling on the surface of the stone slab merged into Situ Hao's palm. When Situ Hao's palm completely absorbed the blue energy into his own palm, the white stone slab began to slowly Cracks appeared and eventually it shattered into pieces.A full two months have passed since arriving here.Situ Hao didn't know how many times he had bombarded this milky white slate with all his strength, but never once was able to cause any damage to it. It was just like hitting it in circles in the vast deep sea. Those small circles The ripples will not bring about any changes at all.But at this moment, looking at the stone slabs that were broken into pieces, Situ Hao was no longer surprised. This stone tablet exists for the cultivation of the burial master who inherits the fragments of the Burial Sky Scripture.Now, Situ Hao has learned all three stages of the fragments of the Book of Burial, and mastered this burial technique left by the mad d
Situ Hao's white body, wrapped like a rice dumpling, moved slightly."Um..."An imperceptible sigh came from Situ Hao's mouth. In fact, he had woken up very early, and his consciousness was very clear. However, he found that he was like a dead person, unable to open his eyes, move, or speak, anyway. He seemed to be unable to do anything that a living person could do.However, Situ Hao himself knew very well why he became like this. This is a price, a price of compensation. The fragments of the Burial Scripture are more like an extension of Fuxi Bagua than a burial technique.However, if the three stages of the Burial Scripture fragments cannot be fully learned, this fusion will be meaningless. I am afraid this is also the important reason why Kuanglong did not spell out the matter in the Burial Technique.After thoroughly mastering the fragments of the Burial Scripture, the improvement of the body's cultivation level will no longer be an improvem
Meng Qingtian is also taciturn. He is an upright man. After his life was saved by Situ Hao in a life-and-death battle, he regarded him as his beloved brother in his heart.Since his brother wants to become stronger so much, he should do his best to help him. Meng Qingtian was selfless. He told Situ Hao all his strengths and weaknesses in detail.In order to objectively assess the gap between him and Meng Qingtian, Situ Hao also told Meng Qingtian all the information about himself.As time went by, among the five tiger generals, Situ Hao and Meng Qingtian had the best relationship. They practiced together without eating or sleeping, and were by each other's side almost 24 hours a day.A few years later, when they all came of age, the Five Tiger Generals were naturally disbanded. They ended their traveling lives and returned to their families.But Situ Hao did not return to his family, because he saw the real ending, and this ending only made him f
"Don't you care about the process?" Situ Hao lowered his head deeply and said tremblingly."What?" Father frowned tightly, not knowing what Situ Hao was talking about."...I understand now that the so-called waste or not is not a big deal to you, right? In your eyes, I am not your son at all. Back then, after I lost to Zi Yan, you no longer treated me like a waste. I look at it as your son...Haha, why am I a waste? They are all just your lies and excuses! It's just a false reason you use to cover up your hatred of me! Situ Long! ! ! What do you know about me, all these years...my efforts, my pain, you know nothing! ! ! "A terrifying aura began to vibrate all over Situ Hao's body, and now the energy in his body was no longer comparable to what it used to be.Situ Hao's eyes were full of reluctance, strong resentment and endless sadness. He threw up his head and roared, screaming crazily, trying to vent the pain of more than twenty years in this