The Eternal Holy King
Chapter 3
Su Zimo waited until Zhou Dingyun had long since left before he let out a long sigh, his face looking pale.
The meeting was short but dangerous. But fortunately, it was just as he had predicted.
Su Zimo recorded a piece of information during the conversation with Shen Mengqi. He and Zhou Dingyun will be leaving Ping Yang City with Cang Lang Perfect tomorrow.
Su Zimo hoped that Zhou Dingyun would definitely take revenge tonight!
Su Zimo had thought of seeking help from the Su family. But in this way, other than involving the Su family, it would not change the outcome in any way.
This was because Zhou Dingyun could not be killed.
He is no longer the******* as he used to be. Instead, he would join the immortal sect. If he were to die, the Conferred Cang Lang would definitely come looking for him. At that time, who could stop him?
Su Zimo had never killed anyone before. But when his knife touched Zhou Dingyun's throat, he was no less nervous, fearful or fearful. Instead, he was a little excited and eager to try.
He doesn't care what happens tomorrow. The sky may collapse or the ground may sink. He would be able to dispel his pent-up frustration if he killed the bully. That would be so cool!
Su Zimo did indeed have killing intent and aura. He didn't disguise it. He could barely control himself and wanted to stab him with a knife!
This was the first time Su Zimo discovered that the blood flowing within him was not academic blood, but more of a general on the battlefield used to kill, he said, or rude people who believe in an eye for an eye.
He probably used to have a scientific award. But he can't stop the perpetrators of the crime. Instead it was his sharp knife that sent them away.
“Learning hard many years can not be compared with the sharpness of a knife. ”
Su Zimo laughed at himself. “A scholar is useless. He can only do this much. ”
Su Zimo returned to the room. He threw the knife to the side, lying on the bed, but he did not sleep at all.
He was worried about one thing.
Given Zhou Dingyun's temperament, he would definitely return to Ping Yang City after cultivating and take revenge for what happened today!
He will meet his end at that time.
Maybe a month later, or maybe a year later or ten years later.
Nevertheless, Zhou Dingyun will definitely return!
Su Zimo knew very well that, but he had to tolerate his evil actions today.
It was because if he killed Zhou Dingyun, he would definitely die tomorrow. However, if he were to let go of Zhou Dingyun, there would at least still be a glimmer of hope.
A glimmer of hope was that he would be able to gain the ability to fight against him before Zhou Dingyun returned after completing his cultivation.
But, is that possible?
What is root spirit?
Why doesn't he have spirit roots?
Why couldn't he cultivate without the spirit root?
Why would…
Su Zimo was confused. He was curious about the immortal sect and confused about the future.
Su Zimo's eyelids felt heavy and she fell asleep.
Su Zimo had a strange dream.
In the dream, an immortal whispered into his ear. "Do you want to cultivate?"
Yes, Su Zimo would be happy to do that.
Never had he felt so eager to have strength.
Su Zimo felt something was strange.
Su Zimo gasped awake shortly after. Suddenly he sat down. There was uncertainty in his eyes, and his back was drenched in cold sweat.
He finally realized what was wrong.
This is not a dream!
Someone actually asked if he wanted to cultivate.
Su Zimo got up and opened the door, watching a scene he would never forget in his entire life.
There was a very beautiful beauty next to the peach blossom tree in the courtyard. He was wearing a blood red robe. He stood there with sparkling eyes, watching him calmly.
The clouds seemed to have dispersed, and the moonlight was as clear as water. The petals of the peach fell from the tree and the woman stood in the middle of it. There was fog and clouds in the night. It doesn't look like the mortal world.
"Do you want to cultivate?"
Die Yue asked once more. His voice was soft and pleasant, looking rather lazy.
Su Zimo took a deep breath and slowly calmed down. He has many questions and doubts. But he can only say one word. "Yes . ”
"Well, I'll teach you. '' Die Yue replied casually. It was as if teaching Su Zimo was a simple job like eating or getting dressed.
Su Zimo walked down the stone stairs and stopped in front of Die Yue. He looked at her clear and watery eyes.
Die Yue looked at him as well.
After a while, Su Zimo realized that the woman in front of him was like a mystery. He could not see through it at all.
On the contrary, Su Zimo felt as if she was seen by Die Yue, and she could not hide any secrets from him.
For a moment, Su Zimo thought flashing that Die Yue knew everything that was happening to her today.
He knows everything he thinks!
“I have no spirit root. '' Su Zimo took a while before he said.
“There are cultivation techniques that do not require spirit root. ”
"What cultivation technique is that?" Su Zimo asked automatically.
"The devil clan cultivation technique!" Die Yue widened her eyes and there was a special aura about her.
Su Zimo's face changed and he couldn't help but step back half a step.
Although he knew nothing about cultivation, Su Zimo knew that humans and demons belonged on different paths. According to legend, there have been many cases where evil demons hurt humans.
Did he want to cultivate the cultivation technique of the demon clan and become an evil demon determined to kill?
It didn't take long for Su Zimo to make up his mind.
"I'll learn. ”
Su Zimo did not know what he would become in the future, but he knew that if he did not take advantage of this opportunity, soon after, when Zhou Dingyun returned, he would definitely die, not to mention what will happen in the future.
Die Yue was not surprised at all. It seemed like he thought Su Zimo would say yes. He continued. "If you want to learn the cultivation technique of the demon clan, you must agree to two conditions. First, don't ask me about my identity or background, I'll teach and you'll learn. Secondly, you should not tell others about this cultivation technique. ”
Die Yue continued. “One more thing, if you want to learn this cultivation technique, you will experience unimaginable danger. You can lose your life at any time. Don't expect me to save you. ”
Su Zimo smiled faintly. “Life and death are doomed. ”
"If you have any questions, you can go ahead and ask. '' Die Yue smiled lightly.
This was the first time in two years that Su Zimo saw a smile on Die Yue's face. She was amazed at his smile and seemed to be lost in it.
But Su Zimo cleared his mind in the blink of an eye and asked in a low voice, “What is the spirit root? What is cultivation? Why would Perfected Cang Lang say that I cannot cultivate without spirit roots? ”
“Cultivation, can also be called cultivation or Dao cultivation. There are three main streams of the oldest human clan — Immortal, Buddha, Fiend. The so-called root root was the way the immortal sect called it. For Buddhism, they refer to it as the root of wisdom, while the demon sect calls it the seed of the devil. Basically the same. As a human being, if one did not have spirit roots, he could not join any sect. ”
Su Zimo understood his words. What Die Yue meant was that demon cultivation did not require spirit roots.
Die Yue continued. “Humans have five senses, namely sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, and spirit root equivalent to the sixth sense. This is the key to feeling the aura between Heaven and Earth. ”
Su Zimo suddenly saw a light.
Without the spirit root, one could not "see" the aura of Heaven and Earth and one could not cultivate.
Su Zimo continued to ask, “Is there a different field for cultivating? Which level of cultivators belonged to Cang Lang Perfect? ”
"The immortal sect can be divided into the Qi Condensation Realm, Foundation Establishment Realm, Golden Core Realm, Nascent Soul Realm. There were different worlds with demonic cultivation, immortal cultivation, demon cultivation and Buddhist cultivation. It's just a different way to achieve the same goal. But at any rate, the Golden Core path was a natural abyss that everyone had to cross. There were many cultivators, but half of them would be stuck on the path of the Golden Core, with no hope of success. ”
“Cultivation must go against the order of nature and to seize the aura of both Heaven and Earth. Once one entered the Golden Core path, it meant that one broke the shackles of Heaven and Earth for the first time. A person's lifespan can increase up to five hundred years. There is a saying that once a person swallows a potion, its age will not be determined naturally! ”
Die Yue continued. “The cultivation technique you will learn is divided into nine parts. The first part is Tempering Body, the second part is Tendon Transformation, the third part is Bone Strengthening, the fourth part is Marrow Cleansing, the fifth part is Organ Refinement, the sixth part is Hole Cleaning, part seven is Core Formation. If you want to take revenge, you must cultivate to the seventh section. ”
"What is the name of this cultivation technique?" Su Zimo asked.
“Mystical Classics Twelve Demon Kings in the Free Realm. ”
Su Zimo was shocked. He could feel a powerful and threatening aura surging towards him upon mentioning his title. It's suffocating.
“Tempering Body, the first part of The Mystic Classic of Twelve Demon Kings of the Wilderness, can be divided into two parts, to harden and smooth the skin and flesh. There are various methods of breathing, expiratory, techniques, and movements that suit it. ”
There was a demonic luster in Die Yue's eyes. After which, there were some long and profound spells in Su Zimo's mind.
No eternal mountain or clear waters, Grotto-heaven paradise, or jewel-furnished jade palace, Su Zimo had started the planting path right in the inconspicuous courtyard, the, under a peach tree in full bloom!
It seemed relaxed, and coincidental, but it also felt as if everything was doomed.
Not long after, Su Zimo's expiring inspiration gradually became different under Die Yue's guidance.
This does not seem to be a normal human breathing method.
After being repeatedly corrected and going through countless practices, Su Zimo gradually seemed to understand that.
With this breath and expiry, his body felt warm and his blood and flesh seemed to burn and boil, turning into boundless energy, bubbling to the surface of his skin.
Su Zimo felt an itch on his skin.
“This skin tempering breathing method is from Wild Bovine Demon King. One can practice while traveling or when sitting or sleeping. There is no definite position for that. Cows are resilient and their skin is hard. A knife or a sword cannot pass through it. Take your time to appreciate it. ”
Seeing that Su Zimo's breathing was gradually on the right track, Die Yue turned around to return to her room, not bothering her.
Su Zimo had long been immersed in this incredible method of breathing and expiry. He could feel that his skin was becoming harder, stronger and stronger with each breathing cycle.
Night fades.
Su Zimo forgot the time. He even forgot where he was. He focused on understanding the incantation, and its breath and expiry.
The first rays of sunlight illuminated part of the sky. Su Zimo was stunned to realize that something hard and strong seemed to be sticking out of his head, facing the sky! They have two!
At this moment, Su Zimo seemed to have turned into an unrivalled cow demon, taking and exhaling the entire Heaven and Earth!
"Mmm?"
Die Yue who was meditating in the room gasped. His gaze pierced through the wall to land on Su Zimo.
“He really understood the essence of it in such a short time? Oh ... he is indeed a genius meant for demon cultivation. I did not waste my efforts to give him such an opportunity. "There was an expression of praise in his eyes. Although he did not make a single move, strangely enough, he ended up in the courtyard and appeared before Su Zimo.
Bang out!
Su Zimo who was immersed in cultivation was struck down by an external force all of a sudden. He flew some distance away and stopped his breathing exercises and expired.
Su Zimo got up from the ground, feeling a little dizzy. He looked around, but there was no one in the courtyard.
Su Zimo frowned when he saw Die Yue who was standing in the distance.
"Do you want to die?" Die Yue hid the expression of praise in her eyes, and instead spoke in a cold tone.
"What?" Su Zimo was in a daze.
Die Yue waved the sleeves of her robe and a sparkling water mirror appeared out of nowhere to appear in front of Su Zimo.
Su Zimo looked shocked. It is far beyond his imagination.
When Su Zimo saw his own reflection in the water mirror, his shock turned to panic!
"How did this happen?"
Su Zimo was originally on the thin side. But his reflection in the water mirror was much thinner than the original building. He looks skinny.
Were it not for the familiar facial features and contours of the cheeks, Su Zimo could not believe that the person in the water mirror was himself.
“No matter what the training is, its strength will not emerge from thin air. Cultivators from the immortals, Buddhas and demon sects took the aura of Heaven and Earth into their bodies, while the more powerful demon clans would use the essence of the sun and moon to harden the bodies. You haven't reached that realm. Therefore, whenever you breathe in and out, you use the essence of your own blood and flesh. If this continues, you will die in three days. ”
"Then how?" Su Zimo was shocked.
"You naturally have to devour flesh and blood to add to your energy before you continue your cultivation. ”
At the mention of eating, Su Zimo's stomach began to growl. He felt a great hunger that almost drove him crazy.
Su Zimo ran straight into the kitchen at lightning speed. In less than a quarter of an hour, he wiped out everything that could be eaten in the kitchen and devoured it all the way to his stomach before he slightly reduced his hunger.
Su Zimo only discovered until now that she had not slept all night. Not only did he not feel tired, but he was also energetic and full of strength.
Su Zimo took the thin iron basin next to him and squeezed it.
To his surprise, there were some obvious fingerprints on the iron basin!
“Psst! That strong? "
Su Zimo was secretly amazed at himself.
He underwent a huge change with one night of cultivation. Su Zimo was full of confidence in the days to come.
"I guess even if Zhou Dingyun came back from the immortal sect, I would have the ability to argue with her. ”
At this moment, Su Zimo still did not know the rarity of The Mystic Classic of Twelve Demon Kings of the Wilderness. This cultivation technique was a supreme demon classic that disrupted the balance of Yin and Yang, seizing the auras of both Heaven and Earth, changing the universe and twisting the vital energy. It is something that does not belong to this world.