In the subsequent competition, Du Mu didn't look at it, that kind of high-level competition was too far away for him, a rookie who had just entered the threshing period, whether it was Senior Brother Ximen or Senior Sister Tang or other turtles and turtles who won the first place, it had nothing to do with him, and as for who the Aoki Sword of Master Aoki finally fell into, it was not something he cared about.

Du Mu was now thinking only about one thing.

Inch grass.

Thinking of Ximen Xiu's understatement, he knocked back more than ten steps of Senior Brother Xiao, who was known as the number one in the true legend, and slapped him into the ground.

Du Mu held the secret book, looked at the small characters on it, couldn't help but feel excited, took a deep breath, and secretly decided that he must practice the strength of the grass, he didn't want anyone to look down on him, especially the four groups. Anyone can laugh at me, but the four groups can't - sweep the floor, don't laugh at the boiler, how noble can you be!

Du Mu took the battle skill and walked towards the Eagle Pavilion, at this time, he didn't know how difficult this battle skill was to cultivate, he only knew that everyone was now watching the sect competition in the square, and there was definitely no one inside. As for why Senior Brother Simon would throw such a secret technique book to himself casually, he didn't think deeply about it.

When he came to his practice room, he sat in the corner with his back to the door, opened the secret book of the grass, and scrutinized it word by word.

"The grass, the humble thing, withered in winter, green in spring, flourishing in summer, yellow in autumn......"

"Burned by fire, born in the rain, tenacious things ......"

"The grass is lonely and easy to perish, easy to grow, spread and spread, and the sky cannot destroy its roots......"

Du Mu read every word very carefully. Although I don't know the value of this iron-rank secret book, I can feel that it is extraordinary, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary martial arts. At the same time, this is also the first technique he has seriously cultivated, and his prudence is completely understandable.

Inch grass strength, talking about the indomitable spirit of weeds, the cultivation of grass strength is to implicit the spirit of weeds, a strength of course can not produce much threat to the enemy, if dozens of hundreds of dark energy into one, like the grass roots are mixed and intertwined, in order to inflict a fatal blow to the opponent, so that you can resolve a force but can not resolve dozens of strength. A single weed is easy to remove, and if it is a grassland, even wildfires will burn inexhaustibly.

Du Mu closed his eyes, his mind was immersed in an empty light, thinking about the running route of the grass.

Since he mastered the acupoints of his whole body, it was no longer difficult for him to enter meditation, as long as he wanted to, he could enter meditation even with his eyes open.

After running according to the established route for a week, his eyes suddenly opened, and his face showed an indescribable strange color.

Ping Ping opened his hands, and after a few glances, with a look of disbelief, he slowly stretched out a hand and tried to slap it against the opposite wall.

Rumble!

The walls shook, and a fine layer of dust fell. Since this practice room is provided by the sect for disciples to practice, the texture is so strong, this light palm can shake off a layer of dust.

Du Mu raised his hands in front of his eyes and stared blankly, just now, he actually successfully walked all the internal strength running routes of the first layer of grass strength, all the way unobstructed, without any obstacles.

He could be sure that this was the first time he had come into contact with other exercises other than all living beings, and it was also the first time he had cultivated an inch of grass strength.

According to his original assumption, if he can complete the first layer of the dark energy operation of the inch grass strength within half a year, it can already be regarded as the manifestation of the ancestor, even if he doesn't know who his ancestor is, he will not delay giving them the pillar incense, if he can't successfully run the route of the first layer within three years, it means that his innate spirit body is not suitable for cultivating this exercise, although he is reluctant, but at that time he can only give up.

This can't be blamed on him, because according to his experience, just breaking through an insignificant threshing weight, he took seven years, which took several times as much time as others.

However, no matter how Du Mu guessed in advance, he never thought that he would be able to successfully complete the operation of the first layer of internal strength when he ran the grass strength for the first time.

That's how the first layer is? It's that simple? Isn't it a dream?

Du Mu stretched out his hand and patted his face, making sure that he was not dreaming.

Staring at the shallow palm marks on the wall, he was in a daze for a long time before he took a deep breath, okay, since I want to dream, I hope I won't wake up from Changmeng.

With an astonishing memory, he had already engraved the entire line of this grassy exercise in his mind, and silently recited the second layer of the dark energy method in his heart, running along the established route, first the snow mountain qi sea, then along the meridian to the limbs, and finally to return to the snow mountain qi sea.

Under the control of his mind, these internal energies flowed slowly like a river, and he walked freely through his meridians, whether it was the innate meridians or the three hundred and sixteen acupoints, they did not bring any obstacles, and just walked through the second layer of the running route as if he were walking on the ground.

Du Mu opened his eyes and blinked, this dog was a little confused.

This second layer has actually passed through so unimpeded?

The first layer passed easily, and the second layer passed without hindrance, which can no longer be described as weird. In addition to being confused at the moment, Du Mu was even vaguely afraid.

This kind of practice speed, not to mention that some people have practiced it, even if they have never heard of it. I won't be possessed by the demon alien, will I die? Will I explode and die, and there will be no bones left?

Du Mu looked at the combat skills in front of him, and he wasn't sure if he would continue to cultivate.

In addition to fear, he also had the feeling of ascending to the sky in one step, and a thought could not be suppressed in his heart.

Could it be that I'm a genius in cultivation?

God deprived me of my cultivation talent and gave me a spell body, and now he wants to compensate me for my cultivation skills? Otherwise, how can this be explained.

Move your body and change into a comfortable position again, and your heart is full of excitement and excitement.

His eyes stayed on the secret book again, carefully scrutinizing word by word.

Time passes unconsciously, and the level of grass operation is getting higher and higher.

The third layer, without hindrance.

The fourth floor, a little bit of time, but it's just a trip to deliver water.

The fifth floor, which stalled slightly, passed smoothly after two hours.

On the sixth layer, there was a feeling of weakness in the follow-up, which almost drained the aura in his cyclone.

7th Floor......

When the noisy human voices sounded outside, the route of his practice finally stopped at the seventh layer.

Six years ago, he learned all things from Tang Huo'er, and began to embark on the road of cultivation, and it took a full six years to condense the cyclone into the threshing sky, which is slower than the speed of the turtle, creating the worst record since the establishment of the Jianhua Sect, for which he has been ridiculed and ridiculed by countless people so far, this grievance, he controls it very well in the depths of his heart.

Now, it only took half a day to cultivate the Iron Rank Combat Technique to the seventh layer of internal strength, and this speed was placed in the Sword Hua Sect...... No, let alone put it in the Sword Hua Sect, even if you look at the entire East China Sea, who can match it? If it weren't for the fact that the cultivation realm was too low, who would dare to say that he wouldn't have cultivated an inch of grass strength to the nine-layer peak Great Perfection realm?

With a long breath, as if he wanted to drive away all the depression accumulated in the past few years, he slowly closed the secret book of grass strength and put it in his arms.

Since someone from outside is here, it means that the sect competition has ended, and he doesn't know who won the first place, but it's useless for him to care about this kind of thing.

At the same time, there was a voice that said in his heart: You, will not lose to anyone.

"Senior Sister Huo'er is really amazing, I didn't expect her to have entered the Dust Realm, and Senior Brother Xiao of the realm is not an opponent, tsk......"

"What do you know, Senior Sister Huo'er cultivates the Burning of the Eight Desolations and the Sole Respect of Fire, and it just happened to restrain Senior Brother Xiao's Aoki's strength, so that she came out on top. ”

"Hehe, in fact, Senior Brother Wan Zhongliu is not weak, his Four Seas Blue Wave Gong is the nemesis of Senior Sister Huo'er who burned the Eight Desolations and the Fire Sole Skill, but unfortunately he was defeated by Senior Brother Xiao before. ”

"Alas, in fact, the most powerful exercise is still Senior Brother Ximen's strength, invincible in the same realm is not blowing, or Senior Brother Ximen's realm is one level behind, otherwise there is also hope of winning the championship. ”

"Well, Senior Brother Ximen is not weak, is Senior Brother Jin Xiaoyuan weak, they are old opponents, and Senior Brother Jin's mixed yuan skill is not vegetarian. ”

"If you want to say that it is not weak, Senior Sister Nangong's three thousand weak water is not weak, and it is not about the same as Senior Brother Jin, Senior Brother Ximen. ”

"Yes, yes, they have wins and losses against each other, and it is difficult for anyone to dominate the list. ”

"Hehe, we have to work hard, how can we make them specialize in beauty. In the next session, I will definitely challenge them. ”

"Haha, okay, next time, I want to challenge Senior Sister Huo'er, win the first place, and recapture the Aoki Spirit Sword. ”

"Cut, dream on you. ”

Du Mu heard the conversation of several disciples outside, and thought to himself that it turned out that Senior Sister Huo'er had obtained the Aoki Sword, well, burn all the Eight Desolations and only the Fire Exclusive Skill, this name seems to be very domineering.

With a roll of his eyes, he already had an idea, hehe, Senior Sister Huo'er has just finished the competition, she must want to wash herself, well, just do it.

He got up and left the practice pavilion, returned to his residence, hid the secret book in his pillow, pressed it with his hand until he couldn't see anything abnormal, then returned to the courtyard, pulled out a bundle of dry wood, and began to boil water.

Cao Hong looked strange and asked, "Senior Brother Du, what are you doing here, we are not on duty today." ”

Du Mu said: "In order to congratulate Senior Sister Huo'er for winning the first place, I specially burned it for her." ”

Cao Hong said angrily: "Little ponyf." ”