Chapter 51

Su Zimo opened his eyes wide, trying to see Die Yue's every movement, but a burst of exhaustion rushed to his heart, unable to hold it any longer, and fell down.

From the fierce battle of the king city to the beheading of Luo Tianwu under Jian'an city, from the ambush in the Canglang Mountain range to fleeing all the way, Su Zimo has exhausted the last trace of strength in his body after more than half a month of sleeplessness and running day and night.

The moment he closed his eyes, Su Zimo only saw Die Yue stretch out her white palm, and easily blocked the surging purple ocean.

The next moment, Die Yue made a fist.

The purple ocean burst instantly, bursting out a poignant mist of blood.

Su Zimo fainted.

...

I don't know how long it has been before, Su Zimo woke up, opened his eyes, and felt a familiar breath.

This is the training ground.

Su Zimo was soaked in a wooden barrel, as if he was back a year ago.

Die Yue sat on the bluestone not far away, her expression indifferent, she didn't know what she was thinking.

"What about the monkey, how about it?" The first thing Su Zimo did when he woke up was to inquire about the situation of the monkey.

Die Yue did not answer.

Su Zimo quickly explained: "There is still a monkey lying in the cave. It is my friend. It was seriously injured to save me. Miss Butterfly, you must save it! It, it..."

Su Zimo was a little anxious, but couldn't continue.

With Dieyue's temperament, it was unexpected to be able to come forward to save him, so how could he care about the life and death of a spirit beast.

After a while, Die Yue said faintly: "You don't care about it, its physique is much stronger than you."

"what?"

Su Zimo was stunned for a moment, then was overjoyed, and asked, "The monkey is still alive?"

Die Yue was silent, seemingly too lazy to respond.

Su Zimo couldn't help but smile, and nodded repeatedly, muttering to himself: "Yes, yes, since I have survived, and the dead monkey is stronger than me, it must be alive too."

Putting down his worries, Su Zimo's heart arose again, and he couldn't help but ask: "Butterfly girl, although I am not a demon clan, after practicing the Secret Book of the Twelve Demon Kings in the Great Wilderness, how can my body be no better than that dead monkey? ?"

The corner of Die Yue's mouth curled slightly: "You only practice body tempering, tendon strengthening, and bone forging, all of which are still Xiaocheng. This exercise is the most difficult, and the biggest changes in physique are in the back. You are still far away. "

Su Zimo nodded, looked at his body, and found that the right arm, which was almost abolished, was intact and there were no scars on his body.

"How long did I sleep?" Su Zimo asked.

"Ten days."

Su Zimo murmured secretly.

He suffered such a serious injury. He thought it was a blessing to take his life back, and he could not heal at all. He did not expect that after being rescued by Die Yue, he would recover in ten days!

Not only that, after this battle, Su Zimo can clearly feel that his body has become stronger, stronger, and his bones are harder. The bone forging chapter has entered the realm of Xiaocheng!

This method can be described as life-and-death.

Is there anything Diyue can't do?

Although Die Yue had warned Su Zimo early on not to inquire about her identity, but Su Zimo often pondered it in private.

Who is Die Yue?

What kind of monk is she?

Su Zimo suddenly felt his heart and looked up.

On the bluestone, Die Yue looked at Su Zimo quietly, her eyes were like water, clear and moving, and there were rippling waves in the flow of light.

For some reason, Su Zimo suddenly became flustered.

"Butterfly girl, you..."

"I gotta go."

Su Zimo's expression froze, and his mind went blank.

"Not coming back?"

"Yes."

Su Zimo fell silent, depressed, and the joy of the rest of his life disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Die Yue said: "I can't teach you any more in the future, so I will help you plant a spiritual root, which will not be worse than the heavenly spiritual root. From now on, you will find a sect to cultivate immortals."

"Can you also plant spiritual roots?"

"Others can't, I can."

Die Yue seemed to think of something, she smiled lightly, and said: "After cultivating immortality, you can also fly with the sword, and you won't be as embarrassed as before."

A cultivator can fly with a sword and take the enemy's head thousands of miles away. It is false to say that he is not envious.

Hearing this news before then, Su Zimo will definitely be ecstatic.

But now, Su Zimo really can't bring up interest.

"why?"

After a long silence, Su Zimo raised his head and asked.

"Do you know why I took you into practice?" Die Yue asked rhetorically.

Su Zimo shook his head.

A year ago, when Su Zimo was the most desolate and almost lost everything, Die Yue appeared in front of Su Zimo and asked him: "Do you want to practice?"

That scene, that sentence, Su Zimo will never forget.

But Su Zimo didn't know why Dieyue would pass on his demon clan exercises and teach him to practice.

"Two reasons. First, when you met me three years ago, it was when I was weakest. You brought me here and saved my life. For the next two years, you made good food every day. The food was delivered to my door without interruption. Although I ignored you, I remembered everything."

Speaking of this, Die Yue grew up from the blue stone, her entire temperament changed drastically, exuding an arrogance that is above the sky and the earth. You can't look at it. I don't owe anything to others, except you. Teaching you to practice is to settle this cause and effect."

Su Zimo's face was shocked.

Who can guarantee that you never ask someone in your life?

Even if it is a fairy, I am afraid that it cannot be avoided.

It is impossible to imagine what kind of hardships will go through if you want to achieve the achievements of Dieyue without asking for a lifetime.

"There is another reason, in your body, I saw the shadow of myself."

Die Yue looked at Su Zimo and said, "You are weak in appearance, but you have a tiger in your heart, but this tiger has been sleeping. A year ago, the departure of your childhood sweetheart and the bullying of the real Canglang made you feel This tiger woke up. Do you still remember how did you react when Po Pi came to assassinate you a year ago?"

Su Zimo pursed his lips lightly and said nothing.

"You almost killed him!"

Die Yue continued: "Who can imagine that when a weak scholar holding a sharp knife and killing intent, his eyes are so calm and his wrists are so steady? At that time, you were a piece of uncut jade in my eyes, and it was born to be suitable. Wander in the cruel and bloody world of comprehension."

Su Zimo was a little emotional.

If Die Yue didn't take him into practice that day, he would probably die in depression for the rest of his life, not to mention the deep hatred of the Su Family.

Even if there is a tiger in the heart and no spiritual root, it is just a tiger without minions.

As if perceiving Su Zimo's concerns, Die Yue frowned and said with some doubts: "You have no aptitude, but you lack spiritual roots. Logically speaking, everyone should be born with spiritual roots, but The distinction between strong and weak. But in this world, many people have no spiritual roots, which is very strange."

After a pause, Die Yue shook her head again and said, "Forget it, there are some secrets hidden in every world. I don't have time to investigate, it's time to go."

With that said, Die Yue moved her body and walked outside.

Su Zimo hurriedly jumped out of the wooden barrel, grabbed a piece of clothing and draped it on his body, and chased it out.