THE ETERNAL SACRED KING
Eternal Sacred King Chapter 13 Cang Lan Mountain
Su Zimo took the opportunity to return to the cultivation field when it was still dark. When he saw Die Yue, he asked, Miss Die, I have already mastered Body Tempering. Even though I just achieved initial success, I should have some chances to defeat a Level 1 Qi Refinement Warrior?
“You ... You will definitely die!”
Die Yue glanced at Su Zimo and said coldly.
Su Zimo stood in a daze on the ground. He could not hide the disappointment in his eyes.
He felt very insulting when he heard Uncle Zheng's words earlier because he thought that he could suppress the Qi Refinement Warrior easily. He did not expect …
Thus, doubt appeared in Su Zimo's heart at this moment.
Since demon cultivation was also a form of Dao cultivation, why could he not even defeat a Level 1 Qi Refinement Warrior?
Die Yue seemed to have read Su Zimo's mind. He said indifferently, Your current strength is enough to kill a Level 4 Qi Refinement Warrior. However, you do not have a good understanding of the battle. There are too many factors that can affect a fight and strength is just one of them.
“Kill Qi Refinement Warrior Level 4!”
Su Zimo was stunned. He gradually recovered from his senses. So, not because he wasn't strong enough but because he didn't have any fighting techniques.
It was similar to a peerless blade that would release various levels of potential, depending on whose hand the blade landed on.
From then on, Su Zimo still felt a little angry. He raised his voice, I know a little about fighting. When I am gathered by hundreds of expert boxers, I can also carve a path in the midst of adversity!
You have been beaten so pitifully by a group of humans. But do you think it's something worth being proud of?
Die Yue sneered. He waved his hand lightly. Seemingly led by an invisible force, the Thunderbolt Saber that was originally impaled on the ground rose and floated in the air.
“Gosh!”
A few meters away, Die Yue stretched out her finger and pointed towards Su Zimo.
Swooshes!
The light bar flashed. The Thunderbolt Sabre had already appeared before Su Zimo's eyes. It hung in front of his glabella without moving a single bit!
That's too fast!
He didn't even have time to react.
Die Yue said in a lazy tone, This is the most common attack blow of the Qi Refinement Warrior utilizing spirit qi to control spirit weapons. If you fight with the Qi Refinement Warrior, you will become dead meat now.
B-very fast? How to avoid it? Su Zimo was a little confused.
Die Yue said, There are two abilities in demons that far surpass cultivators. First, a strong and strong body. Second, acute spirit perception. You must remember. Most of the cultivator bodies were relatively weak. As long as you can dodge their first wave of attacks and take the opportunity to shorten the distance between the two of you, You will be able to use the powerful and powerful melee combat abilities of the demon clan to kill them!
Su Zimo frowned and pondered deeply. After some time, he asked, I understand what a strong and powerful body means. The purpose of Body Tempering is to train the body. But what is spirit perception?
Die Yue said, It is difficult to explain the perception of spirits. You can assume that it means alertness and a sense of danger. The demon clan believed in the laws of the forest and the survival of the strongest. If you do not have a sharp spirit perception, you will be obliterated and your entire family annihilated!
Crickets feel it before the autumn wind approaches? Su Zimo's eyes shone brightly.
Die Yue nodded.
“How to cultivate spirit perception?” Su Zimo asked again.
“Simple.”
The corner of Die Yue's mouth slightly curved. With a strange smile, he suddenly flicked the sleeves of his robe and spun towards Su Zimo.
Swooshes!
The space became wrinkled and everything turned black. Su Zimo felt like he was losing his mind.
The next moment, it seemed like he had been taken to another place.
“Where am I?”
After Su Zimo regained his senses, he looked around. There is silence around it. It was pitch-black and exuded the aura of a primitive wilderness. A strange atmosphere filled the air.
Die Yue casually said, This is the Cang Lang Mountain Range. If you can survive here for a year, you will successfully develop the perception of spirits.
Su Zimo was stunned.
The Cang Lang Mountains were about several tens of kilometers away from Ping Yang City. It was famous as a dangerous terrain. Dominated by demons and ferocious beasts, there was danger at every step. There was absolutely no way anyone could pass through this place at night.
Previously, he had heard many legends about the Cang Lang Mountain Range. There were evil demons that sucked up human essence and energy as well as terrifying ferocious beasts with eyes like bronze bells.
Of course, the ruler of the Cang Lang Mountain Range was a wolf, which was the majority. Bloodthirsty and brutal, they must hold grudges.
Decades ago, a hunter from a nearby village caught a small wolf from the Cang Lang Mountains. Unexpectedly, on the same night, the entire village had been devoured and annihilated by thousands of wolves. Not even birds and dogs escape. It had become a ghost village that no one dared to live there.
The surrounding states could do nothing about the Cang Lang Mountains. No soldiers dared to venture far into that place.
Not to mention surviving in it, it was difficult to reach the sky only to pass through it safely and unscathed.
Die Yue continued to say, There are natural differences between demons as well. Those who are in the lowest realms do not even qualify to be called ‘iblis’. They were referred to as spirit beasts in the cultivation arena, that is, they were ferocious beasts that could understand humans. There were weak and strong spirit beasts. That Zhui Feng of yours is considered the weakest type of spirit beast. His spirit intelligence had just been activated. For powerful spirit beasts, their abilities were comparable to those of a Conferred Qi Refinement Warrior!
Above the spirit beast was a demon spirit. There is a bigger gap between the weak and the strong. A strong one was comparable to a Refined Golden Core. The weak were equivalent to Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
Su Zimo frowned and asked, “Are there demon spirits in the Cang Lang Mountains?”
According to Die Yue, he could not even defeat the most ordinary Qi Refinement Warrior, let alone a demon spirit whose abilities were on par with Foundation Establishment and the Golden Core Realm.
“I don't know.” Die Yue smiled without feeling.
Su Zimo was stunned.
What kind of answer is that?
Su Zimo believed that it was impossible for Die Yue to not know. The only possibility was that Die Yue did not want to tell him.
Su Zimo realized that if he were to survive in the Cang Lang Mountain Range for one year, he would definitely face different types of spirit beasts. Danger will lurk around every corner. This is a cruel test.
Of course, it was also a form of training.
Life and death experience!
In times of struggle between life and death, one can form a perception of a powerful and powerful spirit!
Die Yue said, It is not too late to regret it now. If you decide to stay here, I'm not going to take care of you. If I don't see you in Ping Yang City one year later, I'll go by myself.
“Retired?”
Su Zimo smiled. Be it Zhou Dingyun who could return to look for him at any time, the enemy of the Su family or take revenge for Zhui Feng, he had no choice.
“I'll be back alive within a year.”
In the darkness, Su Zimo's eyes were bright and clear, as well as firm and firm.
He asked for a brush and paper from Die Yue and wrote the words ‘I will go for some things. Please don't miss me’.
Su Zimo folded the paper and gave it to Die Yue. He said, Find a way to send this to Su's residence. Uncle Zheng recognized my handwriting.
Die Yue nodded and said, There are still three hours before dawn. I'll give you the Tendon Transformation section and leave before dawn. You only have three hours to cultivate. Make full use of time.
One page of the silk verse appeared again in Su Zimo's mind.
The Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness. Body tempering is the foundation. If the flesh and skin were not hard and strong enough, when one processed the Tendon Transformation, the body would swell and explode amidst the contractions, expansions and pulses of the large tendons. Cultivators would become paralyzed.
The Tendon Transformation Method came from Demon King Anaconda and Demon King Ape Sanguine. Plant the anaconda, followed by the ape. Anaconda is the most agile. It has the ability to cut the plots, twist and coil as well as bend and stretch. Apes are adept at climbing mountains and climbing rocks.
After the initial success of Tendon Transformation, the endurance of the body would increase greatly. It will be as agile as a python and as light as a monkey. It will rise like the wind and fall like an arrow. Your strength will also increase. The sound of a large tendon pulse will be similar to the vibration of an arc rope. After phenomenal success, the three body parts of the skin, flesh, and tendons will be in perfect harmony. A person will be able to develop and contract his muscles and change his figure or appearance. No one would be able to see through it unless the Perfect Nascent Soul used its detection method to do so.
Die Yue spoke of the profound meaning of the Tendon Transformation tirelessly.
In the deep, dark and silent forest. Even the crickets don't make a sound. It just resonates with the voice of a woman who is pleasant and sounds lazy.
The green-robed scholar beside the woman was focused and listening attentively.
Time passed and the dark sky gradually faded away.
When the first sunlight broke through the fog and landed in the forest, Die Yue stopped and turned to Su Zimo. He said gently, “I go.”
In Su Zimo's memories, he had never seen Die Yue speak to him in such a tone.
For some unknown reason, there was a strange feeling in Su Zimo's heart.
As if he was possessed, Su Zimo asked, “If I encounter danger, will you really leave me in trouble?”
Su Zimo regretted as soon as he finished his words.
Sure enough, Die Yue sneered. “What is your life and death relationship with me?”
These words seemed extremely cold-blooded and inhumane.
After inviting humiliation, Su Zimo looked embarrassed. She's quiet.
Die Yue turned around and left. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the dense forest.
Su Zimo's lonely figure remained fixated on the ground As Su Zimo felt a little disappointed, Die Yue's voice rang again. It became increasingly distant and gradually faded away.
Cang Lang Mountains is a world of ‘setan’, especially at night. If you can cope with the first month, you will have a 30 percent chance of letting it stay alive within a year.
Su Zimo was stunned.
No matter what, Die Yue did not fully care about him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had to give the Tendon Transformation to him last night.
Is there only a 30 percent chance of survival after surviving the first month?
Su Zimo was secretly shocked. He assesses the environment with vigilance. After confirming the absence of danger, he tied the Lightning Saber on his back and sat down cross-legged to recall the contents of the Tendon Transformation silk.
If he wanted to survive in the Cang Lang Mountain Range, he would have to master the Tendon Transformation as soon as possible.
According to Die Yue, his abilities would pose a threat to the Level 8 Qi Refinement Warrior after achieving the initial success of the Tendon Transformation.
It also meant that he could kill most of the spirit beasts in the Cang Lang Mountain Range. His chances of survival would increase greatly.
Su Zimo was constantly using breathing and expiring methods and diligently trying to understand Tendon Transformation.
It could be because the foundation of Body Tempering or pressure was in danger; not long after, Su Zimo managed to master the early stages of the Tendon Transformation breathing method.
He did not need a reminder of Die Yue this time. Su Zimo combined the silk from Body Tempering and Tendon Transformation and processed it simultaneously.
With each breath and expired, Su Zimo not only hardened and purified his blood and flesh, but also his large tendons. He became more flexible and stronger.
Su Zimo was immersed in cultivation and forgot his whereabouts.
After an unknown period of time, Su Zimo suddenly felt a liquid-like substance fall onto his face. It feels a little warm and sticky.
“That's rain?”
The moment this thought emerged, Su Zimo immediately opened both of his eyes. His face changed greatly.
Is wrong!
How can rain drops feel warm and sticky?
Su Zimo immediately snapped awake. He finally realized that he was in the dangerous Cang Lang Mountain Range and not a genuine cultivation field!
There's danger!