It wasn't until Zhou Dingyun left for a long time that Su Zimo let out a long breath, his face a little pale. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although this confrontation was short, it was extremely dangerous, but fortunately everything was calculated by him.

During the conversation with Shen Mengqi, Su Zimo heard a detail, that is, she and Zhou Dingyun would follow Canglang Zhenren to leave Pingyang Town tomorrow.

Su Zimo arrived, Zhou Dingyun will definitely come to retaliate tonight!

Su Zimo didn't think about asking Su Fu for help, but in this way, except for implicating Su Fu, there would be no change in the result.

Because, Zhou Dingyun can't be killed.

He is no longer the former splasher, but the person who is going to worship the immortal gate, as soon as this person dies, the real people of Canglang will definitely come to the door, who can stop it when the time comes?

Su Zimo had never killed anyone, but for some reason, when the sharp knife pierced Zhou Dingyun's throat, he did not have any nervousness, timidity and fear in his heart, but was a little excited and eager to try.

Regardless of whether the sky falls or the ground sinks tomorrow, he will directly kill this bully, and relieve the evil spirit in his chest, then it will be called a pleasure!

The murderous aura on Su Zimo's body was not disguised, because just now, he almost couldn't control it and stabbed him down!

For the first time, Su Zimo found that what flowed in his body was not the blood of a scholar, but more like a battlefield general who killed with iron and blood, and more like a reckless reckless man who was happy to take revenge.

His fame failed to suppress the villain, but instead forced him back with a sharp knife in his hand.

"The hardships of ten years of cold windows are not worth the benefits of a sharp knife. ”

Su Zimo smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's useless to be a scholar, but that's it." ”

Su Zimo returned to the room, threw the sharp knife aside, and lay on the bed with his head upside down, but he didn't feel sleepy.

He's worried about one thing.

With Zhou Dingyun's temperament, after his cultivation is successful, he will definitely return to Pingyang Town, and he will be ashamed of today!

That would be your own death.

Maybe it's a month, maybe it's a year, maybe it's ten years.

No matter what, Zhou Dingyun will definitely come back!

Su Zimo knew this, but today he had to return to the mountain.

Because, if you kill Zhou Dingyun, he will die tomorrow, and if you let Zhou Dingyun go, there will be at least a glimmer of hope.

This glimmer of hope is that before Zhou Dingyun comes back from cultivation, he can gain the strength to compete with him.

But, is this possible?

What is the Spiritual Root?

Why don't you have a spiritual root?

Why can't I practice without a spiritual root?

Why......

Su Zimo's mind was in chaos, full of curiosity about the immortal sect and a blank idea of the future.

Unconsciously, Su Zimo's eyelids became heavier, and he fell asleep in a daze.

Su Zimo had a strange dream.

In his dream, an immortal whispered in his ear, "Do you want to practice?"

Yes, of course Su Zimo wants to.

There had never been a moment when he was so hungry for power as he was now.

But Su Zimo always felt that something was wrong.

It didn't take long for Su Zimo to wake up and sit up suddenly, his eyes were uncertain, and before he knew it, his back was wet with cold sweat.

He finally realized that something was wrong.

It's not a dream!

Someone is really asking him – do you want to practice?

Su Zimo got up and pushed the door open, and saw a scene that he could never forget for the rest of his life.

Just beside the peach tree in the courtyard, a beautiful woman in a blood-red robe stood there, her beautiful eyes rippling, looking at him quietly.

I don't know when, the dark clouds dispersed, the moonlight was like water, the peach blossoms were falling, and the woman was in it, as if there was a smoke and haze, not like mortal dust.

"Do you want to practice?"

Dieyue spoke again, her voice soft, revealing a hint of laziness, which was extremely beautiful.

Su Zimo took a deep breath and gradually regained his composure, countless questions surged in his heart, but there was only one word left on his lips: "Think." ”

"Okay, I'll teach you. Dieyue'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 Dieyue, staring at his eyes as clear as spring water.

Dieyue was also looking at him.

After half a ring, Su Zimo found that the woman in front of him was like a mystery, and she couldn't see through it at all.

On the contrary, under Dieyue's gaze, Su Zimo felt that everything about himself was hidden, and there were no secrets to speak of.

For a moment, a hint of abruptness passed through Su Zimo's mind, everything that happened to him today, Dieyue knew.

Even their own thoughts, the other party knows!

"I don't have a spiritual root. After half a ring, Su Zimo spoke.

"There is a practice that does not require a spiritual root. ”

"What exercises?" Su Zimo asked subconsciously.

"Demon Clan Exercises!" Butterfly Yue's eyes were wide, exuding a strange look.

Su Zimo's face changed, and he couldn't help but take half a step back.

Even if he didn't know anything about cultivation, Su Zimo also knew the truth of the different paths of people and demons, and in the legends he heard in the past, there were many things about spirits and demons harming people.

Do you want to cultivate the demon clan exercises and become a demon with a killing nature?

But after just a little silence, Su Zimo had already made up his mind.

"I learn. ”

Su Zimo didn't know what he would become in the future, but he knew that if he couldn't grasp this opportunity, he would definitely die soon when Zhou Dingyun returned, let alone talk about the future.

Dieyue was not surprised, as if she had 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 and origin, I teach, you learn. Second, you are not allowed to spread this exercise. ”

"Good. Su Zimo nodded.

Dieyue said again: "Another point, if you want to cultivate 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 is in the sky." ”

"If you have any doubts, just ask. Dieyue smiled slightly.

This was the first time Su Zimo had seen Dieyue's smile in two years, and a sense of amazement suddenly surged in his heart, and he was a little distracted.

But in the blink of an eye, Su Zimo's eyes regained clarity, and he asked in a deep voice: "What is a spiritual root? What is cultivation? Why does Canglang Zhenren say that you can't practice without a spiritual root?"

"Cultivation can also be called cultivation of truth, cultivation of the Tao, and the three oldest schools of cultivation are spread in the human race - immortals, Buddhas, and demons. The so-called spiritual root is the saying of the fairy gate, the Buddhist gate is called the wisdom root, and the demon gate is called the demon seed, which is much the same. As a human race, if you don't have a spiritual root, you really can't worship these three gates. ”

Su Zimo understood, and the implication of Dieyue's words was that cultivating demons did not need spiritual roots.

Dieyue continued: "People have five senses, sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch, and 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.

Without a spiritual root, you can't 'see' the existence of heaven and earth aura, and naturally you can't practice.

Su Zimo asked again: "Does Xiuzhen also have a realm, and what realm is Canglang Zhenren?"

"Among the immortal gates, it can be divided into condensation, foundation building, Jindan, and Yuanying...... He is Brother Jindan. Cultivating demons, cultivating immortals, cultivating demons, and cultivating Buddhas all have realms, and in the end, they all end up on the same path, but no matter what, Dan Dao is a moat that must be crossed. The cultivators are as vast as the stars, but half of them are stuck in front of the Dan Dao, and there is no hope for life. ”

"Cultivating the truth is a move against the heavens and the earth, and stepping into the Dan Dao means breaking free from the shackles of heaven and earth for the first time, and the longevity can rise to five hundred years. The so-called swallowing a golden pill in the abdomen, I know that my life is not up to heaven!"

Dieyue said: "The demon clan exercises you want to practice are divided into nine chapters, the first is to quench the body, the second is easy tendons, the third is to forge bones, the fourth is to cut the marrow, the fifth is to refine the viscera, the sixth is the general knowledge, and the seventh is the knot Dan chapter, if you want to take revenge, you must cultivate to the seventh chapter." ”

"What is this exercise called?" asked Su Zimo.

"The Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness. ”

Su Zimo's heart was shocked, just listening to these eight words, there was a fierce and bloody aura rushing towards his face, which was suffocating.

"The first part of the Twelve Demon Kings Secret Book of the Great Wilderness can be divided into two layers, quenching skin and flesh, corresponding to different breathing and breathing methods, as well as different techniques. ”

Dieyue's eyes flashed with a strange light, and immediately after, Su Zimo had a few more lengthy and mysterious formulas in his mind.

There is no immortal mountain and green water, no cave heaven and blessed land, no Qionglou Yuyu, in this inconspicuous courtyard, under this peach tree in full bloom, Su Zimo stepped into practice!

It seems to be very casual, very coincidental, and as if it was predestined in the dark.

It didn't take long for Su Zimo to feel his exhalation and inhalation gradually different from usual.

It doesn't seem like the human way to breathe.

After repeated corrections and repeated exercises, Su Zimo gradually found a feeling.

Under this breathing, the body is warm, and the flesh and blood in the body seem to be burning and boiling, turning into endless essence, which continuously swells to the surface of the body.

Su Zimo's skin felt itchy and tingling.

"This set of quenching breathing methods is taken from the Wild Bull Demon King, and can be practiced while sitting and lying down, regardless of posture. Oxen, strong in nature, tough in skin, and difficult to pierce with a sword, you slowly experience it yourself. ”

Seeing that Su Zimo's breathing was gradually getting on track, Dieyue turned around and went back to the room and didn't bother anymore.

Su Zimo had already been immersed in this wonderful breathing, and with every breath, he could clearly perceive that his skin had become rougher, tougher, and stronger.

The night faded.

But Su Zimo didn't know the passage of time, and even forgot where he was, just kept feeling the mantra and breathing.

Just when the first rays of sunlight broke through the sky, Su Zimo was shocked, and suddenly felt that on his head, there seemed to be two extremely hard things pushing out of his head, rushing to the sky!

At this moment, Su Zimo seems to have really incarnated into a world-famous bull demon, swallowing heaven and earth!

"Huh?"

Dieyue, who was originally sitting quietly in the room, moved in her heart, her eyes penetrated the wall, and landed on Su Zimo's body.

"You realized the essence so quickly? huh...... It's a genius who cultivates demons, and it's not in vain that I gave you this opportunity. A touch of appreciation flashed in Dieyue's eyes, and she didn't see any movement, but the whole person came to the courtyard strangely and appeared in front of Su Zimo.

Bang!

Su Zimo, who was immersed in cultivation, was suddenly hit by an external force, and the whole person flew out of the distance, naturally interrupting the vomit.

Su Zimo got up from the ground, felt a little dizzy, and looked around, there was no one in the yard.

Su Zimo frowned and looked at Dieyue not far away.

"Don't you want to die?" Dieyue's admiration in her eyes had long been hidden, and she said coldly.

"What?" Su Zimo looked stunned.

I saw Dieyue waving her sleeve robe, and in front of Su Zimo, a sparkling water mirror appeared out of thin air.

Su Zimo was dumbfounded, such methods were indeed far beyond his cognition.

But when Su Zimo saw his appearance in the water mirror, the surprise in his eyes all turned into horror!

"How so?"

Su Zimo's figure was already a little thin, but in the water mirror, he was a lot thinner than before, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was skinny.

If it weren't for the familiar facial features and the contours of his cheeks, Su Zimo couldn't believe that the person in the water mirror was himself.

"No matter what kind of cultivation it is, the power will not be generated out of thin air, the three gates of immortals, Buddhas and demons are to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body, and some demon clans of Taoism can also swallow the essence of the sun and the moon to refine the body, and you have not yet reached that realm. Every time you breathe and breathe, what you refine is your own flesh and blood essence, and if you practice like this, within three days, you will die. ”

"What then?" Su Zimo was startled.

"Naturally, it is to devour flesh and blood, replenish the essence and then cultivate. ”

When it came to eating, Su Zimo's stomach had already begun to scream, and an uncontrollable hunger swept through his body, almost making him crazy.

Su Zimo strode straight to the kitchen to kill, like a whirlwind, and in less than a quarter of an hour, everything that could be eaten in the kitchen was forced into Su Zimo's stomach to relieve his hunger a little.

It was only at this time that Su Zimo found that he hadn't slept all night, and instead of feeling tired, he was full of energy and full of strength.

Su Zimo picked up the thin-skinned iron basin next to him and pinched it hard with his fingers.

I saw that on the iron basin, there were a few more finger prints clearly!

"Huh, so powerful?"

Su Zimo secretly spoke.

After just one night of cultivation, there was such a big change, and Su Zimo was suddenly full of confidence in the future.

"Presumably, even if Dingyun returns from the Immortal Gate that week, I will still have the strength to fight against it. ”

At this time, Su Zimo still didn't know the horror of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness, this exercise was really a supreme demon book that captures yin and yang, seizes creation, turns the world, and twists the qi, which does not belong to this world.