Chapter 3: Supreme Monster

It was not until Zhou Dingyun left for a long time that Su Zimo exhaled a long breath and his face was a little pale.
Although this confrontation was short, it was extremely dangerous, but fortunately everything was in his calculations.
In the conversation with Shen Mengqi, Su Zimo heard a detail that she and Zhou Dingyun would leave Pingyang Town with Canglang real person tomorrow.
Su Zi inked that Zhou Dingyun would come to revenge tonight!
Su Zimo didn't think of asking Su government for help, but in this way, apart from involving Su government, there will be no change in the results.
Because, Zhou Dingyun cannot kill this person.
He is no longer the same as the one who once worshipped Xianmen. Once this person dies, the real person in Canglang will come to the door. Who can stop him?
Su Zimo did not kill anyone, but for some reason, when the sharp knife stabbed Zhou Dingyun's throat, there was no nervousness, timidity or fear in his heart, but he was agitated and eager to try.
Even if he collapses or sinks tomorrow, he will kill the bully directly, and he will be happy when he relaxes his chest.
Su Zimo's murderous spirit was not disguised, because just now, he almost couldn't control it, and stabbed it down!
For the first time, Su Zimo found that the blood flowing in his body was not the blood of a scholar, but more like a battlefield general who was killed by iron blood.
The fame failed to calm down the Tatars, but the sharp knife in their hands forced them back.
"Ten years of hardship is not worth the benefit of a sharp knife."
Su Zimo laughed at himself: "The useless is a scholar, but it is so."
Su Zimo returned to the room, threw his sharp knife aside, and lay down on the bed without feeling a little sleepy.
He is worried about one thing.
With Zhou Dingyun's temperament, he will return to Pingyang Town after practicing successfully, Yixue's shame today!
That would be his own death.
Maybe a month, maybe a year, maybe ten years.
Anyway, Zhou Dingyun will definitely come back!
Su Zimoming knows this, but today he has to go back to the mountains.
Because, killing Zhou Dingyun, he will die tomorrow, let go of Zhou Dingyun, at least there is a glimmer of hope.
This line of hope is that before Zhou Dingyun comes back, he can gain the strength to compete with it.
But is this possible?
What is Ling Gen?
Why do n’t you have a spiritual root?
Why ca n’t one practice without spiritual roots?
why……
Su Zimo's mind was chaotic, full of curiosity about Xianmen, and blankness for the future.
Unconsciously, Su Zimo's eyelids became heavier and he slumbered in the past.
Su Zimo had a strange dream.
In the dream, an immortal murmured in his ear: "Do you want to practice?"
Think, Su Zimo certainly thinks.
There has never been a moment when he was as eager for power as he is now.
But Su Zimo always felt that something was wrong.
Before long, Su Zimo woke up awake, and sat up suddenly, his eyes trembling with suspicion. Unconsciously, cold sweat had wet his back.
He finally realized what was wrong.
This is not a dream!
Someone was really asking him-do you want to practice.
Su Zimo got up and pushed open the door, and saw a scene that he could never forget.
Right next to the peach tree in the yard, a beautiful woman in a blood-red robe stood there, her eyes beaming, looking at him quietly.
I don't know when the clouds will clear, the moonlight is like water, the peach blossoms are falling, and the woman is in it, as if there is a haze, not like earth.
"Do you want to practice?"
Butterfly Yue opened her mouth again, her voice soft, with a hint of laziness, and she was extremely pleasant.
Su Zimo took a deep breath and gradually recovered his calmness. Numerous doubts arose in his heart, but only one word was left by his mouth: "Think."
"Okay, I teach you." Butterfly Yue's tone was casual, as if she was teaching Su Zimo to dress and eat.
Su Zimo stepped down the stone steps and came to Dieyue, staring at the clear eyes like spring water.
Dieyue was also watching him.
After half a ring, Su Zimo found that the woman in front of her looked like a mystery and could not see through it at all.
On the contrary, under the eyes of Butterfly Moon, Su Zimo felt that he had nothing to hide and no secret at all.
For a moment, Su Zimo flashed a stun in his mind, and Butterfly Moon knew everything that happened to him today.
Even the other person knows his own mind!
"I don't have a spiritual root." Su Zimo said after a while.
"There is an exercise method that does not require a spiritual root."
"What exercises?" Su Zimo asked subconsciously.
"Demon tribe exercises!" Butterfly Yue's eyes were magnificent, exuding strange charm.
Su Zimo's complexion changed and he couldn't help going backwards.
Even if he knew nothing about the practice, Su Zimo also knew people. The reason for the magical path, in the legends I heard in the past, there are many things that monsters and monsters harm.
Do you want to practice the demon tribe skills and become a killer demon?
But with a little silence, Su Zimo was determined.
"I learn."
Su Zimo does not know what he will become in the future, but he knows that if this opportunity cannot be grasped, when Zhou Dingyun returns soon, he will surely die, let alone talk about the future.
Dieyue was not surprised. It seemed that Su Zimo would have promised, and continued to say, "If you want to learn this demon tribe, you have to promise me two conditions. First, do n’t ask me about my identity, I Teach, you learn. Second, you are not allowed to spread this exercise. "
"OK." Su Zimo nodded.
Butterfly Yue said: "One more thing, if you want to practice this method, you will experience unimaginable danger, 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 heaven."
"If you have any doubts, just ask." Dieyue smiled slightly.
This was Su Zimo's first smile on the moon in two years. Suddenly she felt a sense of astonishment in her heart.
But in a blink of an eye, Su Zimo's eyes returned to clear, Shen Sheng asked: "What is spiritual root? What is spiritual practice? Why does Canglang real person say that spiritual spirituality cannot be practiced?"
"Cultivation can also be called spiritual cultivation, spiritual cultivation, and the human race spreads the three oldest spiritual cultivation schools-immortal, Buddha, and demon. The so-called spiritual root is the saying of Xianmen, and the Buddhist gate is called Huigen, and the demon gate says It ’s the same as a demon species. As a human race, you ca n’t worship these three gates without a spiritual root.

Su Zimo understood, but the meaning of Butterfly Moon is that spiritual roots are not required for the cultivation of demons.
Die Yue continued: "People have five senses: sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch, and the spiritual root is equal to the sixth sense, which is the key to feeling the aura between heaven and earth."
Su Zimo suddenly realized.
Without spiritual roots, you cannot ‘see’ the existence of heaven and earth aura, and naturally you cannot practice.
Su Zimo asked again: "Is there any realm of self-cultivation? What kind of realm is Canglang real person?"
"Xianmen can be divided into Ningqi, Zhuji, Jindan, Yuanying ... he is a monk of Jindan. The practice of demon, cultivation of immortality, cultivation of magic, and cultivation of Buddha all have their own realms. What's more, Dan Dao is a heaven that must go through. The practitioners are like stars, but half of them are stuck in front of Dan Dao, hopeless for life. "
"Cultivation is an anti-natural act of gaining heaven and earth. Stepping into the Dan Road means breaking the heaven and earth for the first time, and the Shouyuan can rise to 500 years. The so-called Golden Dan swallowed in the stomach and knew me You can't help it! "
Dieyue Road: "This demon tribe you want to practice is divided into nine chapters, the first one is quenching body, the second one is easy tendon, the third one is forging bones, the fourth one is marrow, and the fifth one is practicing dirty. The sixth chapter is the general knowledge, and the seventh is the Dan chapter. If you want revenge, you must practice to the seventh. "
"What is this exercise method?" Su Zimo asked.
"The Secret Book of the Twelve Demon Kings in the Wild."
Su Zimo was shocked. Just listening to these eight words, a fierce breath was blown at his face, suffocating.
"The first hardened body of the Twelve Demon Kings Secrets can be divided into two layers, the skin and the meat are quenched, and they correspond to different breathing and breathing methods, as well as different technical actions."
Butterfly Moon's eyes flashed a strange light, and then Su Zimo's mind added a few long and mysterious formulas.
There is no fairy mountain green water, no cave heaven and earth, no Qionglou Yuyu, in this humble courtyard, under this peach tree in full bloom, Su Zimo stepped into spiritual practice!
It seems very casual, it's a coincidence, and it seems like there is a destiny.
Not long after, under the guidance of Dieyue, Su Zimo felt his exhalation and inhalation gradually become different from usual.
It doesn't seem to be the way humans breathe.
After repeated corrections and repeated exercises, Su Zimo gradually found a feeling.
Under this breathing and breathing, the body is warm, and the flesh and blood in the body seems to be burning and boiling, turning into an endless amount of essence gas, which is constantly flowing to the surface of the body.
Su Zimo's skin felt a tingling sensation.
"This hardened breathing method is taken from the demon king of the wild cow. You can practice sitting and lying, regardless of posture. Cows, strong, tough skin, swords are difficult to pierce them, you slowly Appreciate. "
Seeing Su Zimo's breathing gradually on track, Dieyue turned back to the room without disturbing her.
Su Zimo has long been immersed in this wonderful breath and appetite. With each breath, he can clearly notice that his skin has become rougher, tougher and stronger.
The night faded away.
Su Zimo, however, did not know how time passed, and even forgot where he was, but he constantly felt the formula and breathed.
Just when the first rays of sunlight broke through the sky, Su Zimo felt a shock, and suddenly felt that there were two hard and incomparable things on his head.
At this moment, Su Zimo really turned into a world-famous cow demon, and swallowed the world!
"Ok?"
Butterfly Moon, who was sitting still in the house, moved her heart, her eyes penetrated the wall, and she fell on Su Zimo's body.
"Suddenly realized the essence so quickly? Oh ... it's a genius who cultivates demons, and I don't want to give you this opportunity." Butterfly Yue's eyes glanced at her admiration, but she didn't see the action, but the whole person came to the courtyard strangely , Appeared in front of Su Zimo.
boom!
Su Zimo, who was immersed in cultivation, was suddenly hit by an external force, and the whole man flew far away, naturally interrupting the tuna.
Su Zimo got up from the ground, feeling a little dizzy, and looked around. There was no one in the yard.
Su Zimo frowned at Butterfly Moon not far away.
"Don't die?" The appreciation in Dieyue's eyes had long been hidden, said coldly.
"What?" Su Zimo looked wrongly.
I saw Dieyue waving his sleeve robe, and in front of Su Zimo, a sparkling water mirror emerged from the air.
Su Zimo was stunned, and such means did far exceed his cognition.
But when Su Zimo saw himself in the water mirror, all the surprise in his eyes became panic!
"How could this be?"
Su Zimo's figure was slightly thinner, but in the water mirror, he was a whole thinner than the original, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is as thin as a wood.
If it were not for the familiar facial features and the contours of his cheeks, Su Zimo could not believe it, the man in the water mirror was himself.
"No matter what kind of practice, the strength will not arise out of thin air. The three gates of the Immortal Buddha and the Demon are filled with aura of heaven and earth. Some demon demon can also eat the essence of the sun and the moon to train the body, and you have not yet reached that level. Every time you breathe and breathe, you refine your own flesh and blood essence. If you continue to practice this way, you will die within three days. "
"What then?" Su Zimo was startled.
"Naturally, it is devouring flesh and blood, replenishing sperm and practicing."
When it comes to eating, Su Zimo's belly has begun to scream, and an unstoppable hunger sweeps his body, almost driving him crazy.
Su Zimo strode straight to the kitchen to kill him. The wind and clouds were lingering. In less than a quarter of an hour, everything that could be eaten in the kitchen was stuffed into his stomach by Su Zimo, and only slightly relieved hunger.
Until this time, Su Zimo realized that he did not sleep all night. Instead of feeling a little tired, he was energetic and full of strength.
Su Zimo picked up the thin leather iron basin next to him and squeezed his fingers.
I saw a few fingerprints on the iron basin!
"His! So amazing?"
Su Zimo secretly said.
Just one night of cultivation, such a big change, Su Zimo suddenly felt full of confidence in the future.
"Presumably even if Zhou Dingyun returned from Xianmen that week, I would still be able to fight against one another."
At this time, Su Zimo didn't know the horror of the twelve demon kings of the great waste. This method of practice is to capture the yin and yang, seize the good fortune, turn the world, and the supreme demon code of the twister, which does not belong to this world. Thing.