Grave Robber: I became a mortician

—Even those palaces in Wanfo Temple were demolished by the brothers and moved back to their own homes.

All the disciples of Wanfo Temple also scattered after the tree fell, and there were no other disciples in Wanfo Temple except Wu Wudi.

And the completely dilapidated Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is impossible to attract other people to worship Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

Facing the dilapidated Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, Wu Wudi knew that if he wanted to rely on his own strength to restore the dilapidated Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple to its former glory, there was one and only one way.

That is to allow yourself to break through to the emperor's realm. As long as you can succeed in becoming an emperor, then Wanfo Temple can once again give birth to a master of the emperor's realm.

You can suppress it for a million years by yourself, and a million years is enough to make the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple regain its glory and prosperity again.

So Wu Wudi stayed in the completely dilapidated Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, Wu Wudi abandoned all other distracting thoughts, and only did one thing every day, and that was cultivation.

Keep practicing!
Crazy practice!
Wu Wudi kept practicing, just to allow himself to break through to the Emperor Realm as soon as possible.

Wu Wudi is not for himself, but for the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

Wu Wudi, who stayed at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, practiced every day except for cultivation, and all other things were left behind.

Wu Wudi forgot about other distracting thoughts, and he didn't even care about time anymore.

I don't know how long it has been!
Maybe 1000 years!

Maybe 1 years!

Maybe longer and longer!

Wu Wudi could clearly feel his progress, but the speed of this progress was too slow.

The sun arches, and the water drops through the stone!
Although the progress is slow, Wu Wudi still keeps encouraging himself, as long as he is still making progress, he still has hope.

But on a certain day, Wu Wudi discovered to his horror that his strength was no longer improving.

one day!
One month!

One year!
……

After a long time, many years, Wu Wudi painfully discovered that his own strength was still stagnant, and he did not make any progress at all.

Wu Wudi was scared!

As time went by, Wu Wudi's longevity became less and less.

When life was about to come to an end, but still failed to break through to the emperor realm.

Only then did Wu Wudi finally understand that even though he practiced wholeheartedly, his talent was really poor.

Diligence can make up for one's inadequacy, but it can only make up for one's inadequacy, and one cannot elevate one's talent to the point where it can be compared with a genius.

However, since the past dynasties, who has been able to become an emperor successfully, which one is not an amazing genius! ?
Diligence can make up for one's weakness, after all, it's just a joke!
The more Wu Wudi thought about it, the more he felt that what the man said in the purple gold coffin was so cruel, yet so true.

"Diligence can make up for one's weakness, after all, it's just a joke!"

Inside the Zijin coffin, that voice was still coaxing Wu Wudi.

"Your lifespan is about to run out, no matter how hard you try, it will be useless and unable to make up for the gap in your own strength!"

The voice in Zijin's coffin was still instilling like Wu Wudi.

"Instead of dying with regrets, why don't you want to give it a try? Maybe there are other ways to allow you to fulfill your wish."

other way?

For a moment, Wu Wudi's heart suddenly moved: "What way!?"

The voice in Zijin's coffin said with a smile, ""Sura Magic Art"!"

"Practice "Asura Demon Art", you can absorb other people's strength, other people's skills, and other people's talents!"

Absorb the talents of others! ?