World Panutan Emperor
Chapter 7 Three Cow Styles
“Whatever the type of training, the strength will not just appear. Cultivators from immortal sects, Buddhas, and demons absorbed the aura of Heaven and Earth into their bodies, whereas the more powerful demon clans would use the essence of the sun and moon to wrap up the bodies. You haven't reached that level. Therefore, every time you draw and exhale, you use your own blood and flesh essence. If this continues, you will die in three days.”
“Then how?” Su Zimo was surprised.
“You naturally have to burn flesh and blood to add to your energy before continuing to destroy you.”
When it was mentioned eating, Su Zimo's stomach started to rumble. He felt an overwhelming hunger that almost drove him crazy.
Su Zimo immediately ran into the kitchen as fast as lightning. In less than a quarter of an hour, he wiped out everything that could be eaten in the kitchen and devoured it to the stomach before he slightly reduced his hunger.
Su Zimo had only learned until now that she had not slept all night. Not only did he not feel tired, he was instead energized 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!
“Sst! That strong?”
Su Zimo was secretly amazed at himself.
He had a big change in just one night. Su Zimo was very confident in the days to come.
“I guess even if Zhou Dingyun returns from the immortal sect, I will have the ability to argue with her.”
Right now, Su Zimo still did not know how frightening the Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings in the Great Wilderness Forest was. This cultivation technique was a supreme demonic technique that disrupted the balance of Yin and Yang, seizing the auras of both Heaven and Earth, changing the universe, and transforming vital energy. It is something that does not belong to this world.
On the second day, Su Zimo went to the market early in the morning to buy some cows for his food for the next few days.
After recalling it, Su Zimo went to Die Yue's room, knocking on the door. “Nona Die?”
To Su Zimo's surprise, the door slowly opened as he knocked.
Although the sky was clear, strangely the room was dark.
"Lake in." Die Yue's voice sounded from the room.
Su Zimo took a deep breath and stepped into the room.
Su Zimo felt strange. He seemed to have passed through the curtain of soft and cold air into another world.
Su Zimo looked at him and was shocked.
The scene before him was no longer Die Yue's room. Instead, it was much wider than his home. He stood in the green courtyard and there was a wooden barrel that was more than half the height of a normal human.
Die Yue sat slanting on a huge green rock, lazing around. Although she was wearing a large blood-red robe around her, it could not hide her slim and beautiful figure.
“This...” Su Zimo opened his mouth slightly.
Die Yue had shown him a lot of incomprehensible prowess in a day. To him, it was strange and amazing.
“It's to put the biggest thing into the smallest thing. You will understand when you reach a certain realm. No need to overly suggest at this time.” Die Yue replied, leaving no room for doubt. “This is the cultivation field I created. You will save it here in the future.”
Die Yue jumped down lightly from the green stone. “I'll teach you three more styles. It's called the Three Styles of Cow. Practice it the same as the method of breathing and breathing.”
“The first style is the Pirate Steps of Heaven. Although there is only one style, it is always changing. This is the only way to develop one's leg strength.”
While speaking, Die Yue walked on the grass.
Su Zimo widened her eyes and concentrated on what she was doing, staring at Die Yue's every step and movement, for fear that she would miss the details.
After a few steps, Su Zimo vaguely understood what Die Yue was talking about.
There was nothing interesting in his steps. But if he were to observe closely, he discovered that Die Yue seemed to be passing through muddy air.
He pulled his chest slightly and straightened his back, bent his knees and lowered his center of gravity. He never let his knees bend past his toes, yet his steps were so wide!
He seemed to have calculated the distance between each step. Exactly alike!
Die Yue stopped her steps, and turned to look at Su Zimo. "Your turn."
Su Zimo was in no hurry to train. Instead he stood in place for a long time to think before taking the first step.
Die Yue came to Su Zimo's side without any expression. He stuck out his leg and kicked a little Su Zimo's outstretched leg.
“Sst!”
Su Zimo flinched.
Die Yue's kick sent an unbearable piercing pain into his thigh. He felt like someone was stabbing his leg mercilessly with a needle.
“Hold this position, continue.” Die Yue's indifferent voice sounded inside the room.
Su Zimo lowered his head and realized that after being kicked by Die Yue, the extended leg bore a higher resemblance to the Heaven's Path Plough.
“She helped to correct me.” Su Zimo understood Die Yue's intentions.
Su Zimo pursed his lips and tried to recall the position of the Heaven Pirate Steps, then took another step with his left foot.
"Wrong!"
The soles of the feet had just touched the ground and Die Yue's voice sounded again, followed by a piercing pain in Su Zimo's left leg.
Su Zimo automatically fixed his position under the stimulation of the pain in his leg.
Su Zimo took a breath before taking another step with his right leg.
"Wrong!"
He could feel that familiar sting again.
Is wrong!
The pain stings!
He continued to practice and corrected repeatedly...
In the end, Su Zimo could not even feel his legs. It was numb from Die Yue's constant kick.
Su Zimo clenched his teeth, drenched in sweat. His only thought was that he had to keep going.
Time passed without him noticing.
Finally, he no longer heard the word “salah” being shouted at him. To him, it sounded like a nightmare.
Su Zimo also realized that he was beginning to understand the essence of the Heaven's Path Plough.
“Do you not remember what I taught you last night?”
Su Zimo suddenly saw the light with a reminder of Die Yue. He started using the breathing and breathing method he learned last night while he was practicing the Heaven's Path Plough.
At first, Su Zimo could not apply the two simultaneously. He could not breathe properly after taking a step.
But as time went on, Su Zimo gradually found a way to use the breathing method along with the Heaven's Path Plough.
In fact, this breathing method coexisted with the Heaven Pirate Steps. Su Zimo drove even faster, and he no longer felt numbness in his legs. His flesh and blood seemed to be burning, and he had boundless power at his feet, his steps also becoming wider.
He did not make any movements, but he was able to move as wide as five feet calmly!
Su Zimo was very happy to know that he learned it correctly.
But Su Zimo could vaguely sense that his Heaven's Path Plough seemed to be lacking.
Su Zimo automatically looked towards Die Yue who was sitting tilted on the green rock.
Die Yue had a look of disdain on her face, her eyes were cynical and moody.
Su Zimo thought to himself, “I am very good at using breathing methods and ancient with the Heaven Pirate Steps. Why is he still underestimating me?”
Su Zimo felt angry, therefore he deliberately practiced the Heaven Pirate Steps, circling the green stone, moving in front of Die Yue.