It wasn’t until Zhou Dingyun left for a long time that Su Zimo let out a long sigh, his face a little pale.
Although this confrontation was short, it was extremely dangerous. Fortunately, everything was in his calculations.
During the conversation with Shen Mengqi, Su Zimo heard a detail that she and Zhou Dingyun would leave Pingyang Town with the real person Canglang tomorrow.
Su Zimo expected that Zhou Dingyun will definitely come to revenge tonight!
It’s not that Su Zimo never thought of asking Su Mansion for help, but in this way, apart from implicating Su Mansion, there will be no change in the result.
Because Zhou Dingyun cannot kill this person.
He is no longer the old Popi, but the person who will worship the immortal gate. Once this person dies, the real person Canglang will come to the door. Who can stop him then?
Su Zimo never killed anyone, but for some reason, when the sharp knife pierced Zhou Dingyun’s throat, there was no tension, timidity, or fear in his heart. Instead, he was a little excited and eager to try.
Regardless of tomorrow’s collapse or the ground, kill this bully directly and relax his anger in his chest. That will be a joy!
The murderous intent on Su Zimo’s body was not disguised, because just now, he almost couldn’t control it, so he stabbed it!
Su Zimo discovered for the first time that the blood flowing in his body was not the blood of a scholar, but more like a battlefield general who was killed by iron and blood, and more like a grassy arrogant who is willing to enmity.
was unable to stop the gangster, but he was forced back by a sharp knife in his hand.
”The suffering of ten years of cold window is not worth the benefit of a sharp knife.”
Su Zimo laughed self-deprecatingly: “It’s a scholar who is useless, but that’s it.”
Su Zimo returned to the room, threw the sharp knife aside, and lay down on the bed without feeling a little sleepy.
He is worried about one thing.
With Zhou Dingyun’s temperament, after successfully practicing, he will definitely return to Pingyang Town. Yixue’s shame today!
That would be his own death.
maybe a month, maybe a year, maybe ten years.
Anyway, Zhou Dingyun will definitely come back!
Su Zimo Ming knew this, but today he has to go back to the mountain.
Because, kill Zhou Dingyun and he will die tomorrow. Letting Zhou Dingyun go, there is at least a glimmer of hope.
The ray of hope is that before Zhou Dingyun comes back, he can gain the strength to contend with it.
But, is this possible?
What is Linggen?
Why don’t you have spiritual roots?
Why can’t practice without spiritual roots?
why……
Su Zimo’s mind was in chaos, full of curiosity about the immortal gate, and at a loss for the future.
Unknowingly, Su Zimo’s eyelids were getting heavier, and he fell asleep in a daze.
Su Zimo had a strange dream.
In his dream, a fairy whispered in his ear: “Do you want to practice?”
think, of course Su Zimo thinks.
There has never been a moment, he is full of desire for power like he is now.
But Su Zimo always feels something is wrong.
It didn’t take long for Su Zimo to wake up suddenly, and suddenly sat up, with surprise in his eyes, before he knew it, the cold sweat had wetted his back.
He finally realized what was wrong.
This is not a dream!
Someone is really asking him-do you want to practice?
Su Zimo got up and opened the door, and saw a scene he would never forget in his life.
Just beside the peach tree in the yard, a beautiful woman in a blood-red robe stood there, her beautiful eyes gleaming and she was looking at him quietly.
I don’t know when, the dark clouds have dispersed, the moonlight is like water, and peach blossoms are falling one after another.
“Do you want to practice?”
Diyue spoke again, her voice soft, with a trace of laziness, and it was very beautiful.
Su Zimo took a deep breath, and gradually recovered his calm. There were countless questions in his heart, but only one word remained on his lips: “I want.”
“Okay, I will teach you.” Die Yue’s tone was casual, as if she was going to teach Su Zimo to dress and eat.
Su Zimo walked down the stone steps and came to Die Yue, staring at her eyes as clear as spring water.
Diyue is also looking at him.
After a while, Su Zimo discovered that the woman in front of her was like a mystery, she couldn’t see through.
On the contrary, under Die Yue’s gaze, Su Zimo felt that everything about him was invisible, and there was no secret at all.
For a moment, Su Zimo’s mind flashed a little suddenly, Diyue knew everything that happened to him today.
The other party knows even his own thoughts!
“I don’t have spiritual roots.” After a while, Su Zimo spoke.
“There is a technique that does not require spiritual roots.”
“What technique?” Su Zimo asked subconsciously.
“Demon Clan Technique!” Dieyue’s eyes were broad, exuding a strange look.
Su Zimo’s face changed, and he couldn’t help taking a step back.
Even though he doesn’t know anything about cultivation, Su Zimo also knows the truth about the different ways of monsters. In the legends I heard in the past, there are many things about ghosts and monsters that harm people.
Do you want to practice the demon clan technique and become a murderous demon?
But only for a little silence, Su Zimo has made up his mind.
“I learn.”
Su Zimo doesn’t know what he will become in the future, but he knows that if he can’t grasp this opportunity, he will undoubtedly die when Zhou Dingyun returns soon, let alone talk about the future.
Diyue is not surprised, she seems to have expected Su Zimo to agree, and continued: “If you want to learn this demon clan technique, you have to promise me two conditions. First, don’t ask me about my identity. Origins, I teach, you learn. Second, you are not allowed to spread this exercise.”
“Okay.” Su Zimo nodded.
Diyue said again: “One more thing, if you want to practice this method, you will experience unimaginable dangers, and you may lose your life at any time. Don’t expect me to save you.”
Su Zimo smiled indifferently: “Life and death are fate, wealth lies in the sky.”
“If you have any doubts, just ask.” Die Yue smiled slightly.
This is the first time that Su Zimo has seen Dieyue’s smile in two years. A sense of surprise suddenly surged in his heart, and he was a little lost.
But in a blink of an eye, Su Zimo’s eyes regained clarity, and he asked in a deep voice, “What is spiritual root? What is spiritual practice? Why does Canglang say that one cannot practice without spiritual root?”
”Cultivation can also be called cultivation and Taoism. The human race has the three oldest cultivation schools-immortals, buddhas, and demons. The so-called spiritual roots are the sayings of immortal gates, which Buddhism calls wisdom roots. The magic gate is called the magic seed, with similarities and small differences. As a human race without spiritual roots, it is indeed impossible to worship these three gates.”
Su Zimo understood, Die Yue’s implication is that she does not need spiritual roots to cultivate monsters.
Diyue continued: “People have five senses: sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch. The spiritual root is equivalent to the sixth sense, which is the key to feeling the aura between heaven and earth.”
Su Zimo suddenly realized.
If there is no spiritual root, you can’t’see’ the existence of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and naturally you can’t practice.
Su Zimo asked again: “Is there a realm in cultivation, and what kind of monk is Canglang Zhenren?”
”The immortal gate can be divided into condensing energy, building foundation, golden core, primordial infant… He is the golden core monk. Cultivating monsters, cultivating immortals, cultivating demons, and cultivating Buddha have different realms, and in the end they all return to the same goal by different routes. , But no matter what, the alchemy is a great moat that must be crossed. The cultivators are as numerous as stars, but half of them are stuck in front of the alchemy, and there is no hope for the rest of their lives.”
”Cultivation is an act against the heavens and heaven and earth. Stepping into the alchemy path means breaking free from the shackles of the heaven and the earth for the first time. I knew I couldn’t help it!”
Butterfly Moon said: “The demon clan exercises you want to practice are divided into nine chapters, the first is for body tempering, the second is for tending, the third is for forging bones, the fourth is for marrow cutting, and the fifth is Refining the viscera, the sixth chapter is the chapter about the general orifice, and the seventh chapter is the pill formation chapter. If you want revenge, you must cultivate to the seventh chapter.”
“What is this exercise called?” Su Zimo asked.
”The Secret Book of the Twelve Demon Kings in the Great Wilderness.”
Su Zimo’s heart was shocked, just listening to these eight words, there was a fierce and **** air that suffocated his face.
”The first body tempering of the Secret Book of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness, which can be divided into two layers, tempered skin and flesh, respectively corresponding to different breathing and breathing methods, and different technical actions.”
Dieyue’s eyes flashed with a strange light, and then Su Zimo’s mind had a few long and mysterious formulas.
There are no fairy mountains and green waters, no heaven and blessings, no Qionglou Yuyu, just in this unremarkable courtyard, under this peach tree in full bloom, Su Zimo stepped into practice!
seems to be very casual, coincidentally, and as if destined in the past.
Not long after, under Die Yue’s guidance, Su Zimo felt his exhale and inhale, gradually different from usual.
This doesn’t seem to be a human breathing method.
After repeated corrections and repeated practice, Su Zimo gradually found a feeling.
Under this kind of breathing, the body is warm, and the flesh and blood in the body seems to be burning and boiling, turning into endless essence, continuously rushing to the surface of the body.
Su Zimo’s skin felt itchy and tingling.
”This skin-tempered breathing method is taken from the Bull Demon King. It can be practiced in walking, sitting and lying, regardless of posture. The cow is strong in nature, tough in skin, and it is difficult to pierce it with a sword. You Experience it by yourself.”
Diyue saw that Su Zimo’s breathing was gradually on the right track, and turned back to the room without interruption.
Su Zimo has long been immersed in this wonderful breath, and with every breath, he can clearly notice that his skin has become rougher, tougher, and stronger.
The night is gradually fading.
But Su Zimo didn’t know the passage of time, and even forgot where he was. He just kept on comprehending the formula, breathing out.
Just as the first ray of sunlight broke through the sky, Su Zimo’s body was shocked, and suddenly he felt that two very hard things came out of his head and went to the sky!
At this moment, Su Zimo seems to have truly transformed into a world-famous bull demon, screaming at the world!
“Huh?”
Die Yue, who had been sitting still in the house, moved in her heart, her gaze penetrated the wall and fell on Su Zimo’s body.
“You realized the essence so quickly? Ha…it’s a genius of cultivating monsters, and it’s not in vain that I give you this opportunity.” Die Yue’s eyes flashed a touch of appreciation, no action, but the whole person was weird Came to the courtyard and appeared in front of Su Zimo.
bang!
Su Zimo, who was immersed in his cultivation, was suddenly hit by an external force, and his whole body flew out a long way, naturally interrupting his speech.
Su Zimo got up from the ground, feeling a little dizzy, and looking around, there was no one else in the yard.
Su Zimo frowned and looked at Die Yue not far away.
“Don’t kill me?” Die Yue’s appreciation had already been hidden, and she said coldly.
“What?” Su Zimo looked wrong.
I saw Die Yue waving her sleeves, and just in front of Su Zimo, a sparkling water mirror appeared out of thin air.
Su Zimo was dumbfounded, these methods are indeed far beyond his cognition.
But when Su Zimo saw what he looked like in the water mirror, all the surprise in his eyes turned into panic!
“How could this be?”
Su Zimo’s figure was a little thin~IndoMTL.com~ But in the mirror, he was a whole thinner than before. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is skinny.
If it weren’t for the familiar facial features and cheek contours, Su Zimo couldn’t believe that the person in the water mirror was himself.
”No matter what kind of cultivation it is, power will not be generated out of thin air. The three gates of the fairy, the Buddha and the demons are absorbed into the body by the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth. That realm. Every time you breathe out, what you refine is your own flesh and blood essence. If you continue to practice like this, within three days, you will die.”
“What should I do?” Su Zimo was startled.
“Naturally it is to devour flesh and blood, replenish essence and then practice.”
Speaking of eating, Su Zimo’s stomach has already begun to scream, and an uncontrollable hunger pangs all over his body, almost driving him crazy.
Su Zimo strode straight to the kitchen to kill with a meteor, like a wind rolling cloud, in less than a quarter of an hour, everything that can be eaten in the kitchen was stuffed into his stomach by Su Zimo, only to slightly relieve his hunger.
Until then, Su Zimo realized that he hadn’t slept all night, and instead of feeling exhausted, he was energetic and full of power in every gesture.
Su Zimo picked up the thin iron basin next to it and squeezed it hard with his fingers.
I saw a few more finger prints clearly on the iron basin!
“Hi! So powerful?”
Su Zimo murmured secretly.
After only one night of cultivation, there was such a big change, Su Zimo was immediately full of confidence in the future.
”Presumably even if Zhou Dingyun returned from the fairy gate that day, I would have the strength to fight the first battle.”
At this time, Su Zimo still doesn’t know the horror of the Twelve Demon King’s Secret Code of the Great Wilderness. This exercise is actually the supreme demon code that captures yin and yang, seizes good fortune, transforms the universe, and twists the air machine. Things that belong to this world.