The road to martial arts is long, and Su Zimo has just deduced the beginning.
However, the passing down of this half of the "Martial Classics" is equivalent to fulfilling his original ambition!
All people in the world, as long as they are willing, can practice the "Martial Arts". After the Tao of Alchemy, they can choose to cultivate immortality, Buddhism or demon according to their original intention.
All living beings can practice it!
This is equivalent to giving all sentient beings a chance to change their own destiny.
Facing cultivators, facing monsters, and facing many disasters, even the most ordinary mortals have a certain ability to protect themselves and no longer allow themselves to be eaten by mermaids.
"Brother, have you seen it?"
In the stone statue cemetery, Su Zimo murmured softly, with complex expressions on his old face, including emotion, regret, and longing...
"well."
Su Zimo sighed deeply and said, "It's time to leave."
He has fifty years left to live.
This little bit of longevity is insignificant to Taoist Huixu who has a lifespan of five thousand years. The fire of life in his body may be extinguished at any time!
In this state, Su Zimo had no confidence in entering the Dharma Realm.
Normally, it is extremely difficult to break through such a large realm.
Only when the monk's Qi and blood are strong and his entire life is at its peak can a successful breakthrough be possible.
Not to mention that there are only fifty years of life left. For Taoist Huixu, once he reaches four thousand years old, he has already entered his old age!
After four thousand years of age, if you want to break through to the realm of Dharma, you will never be able to do so!
As for Su Zimo, who was already 4,950 years old, he could only breathe a sigh of relief.
Right now.
The eighty-one golden figures in the sky turned into streaks of golden light, returned to the stone statue cemetery, and continued to condense in front of Su Zimo.
In the blink of an eye, these eighty-one golden figures all merged together to form a palm-sized golden ball, full of color and dazzling!
"What's this?"
Su Zimo was slightly startled.
There was actually a sense of intimacy between him and the golden ball.
"Could it be that this is Tao Fruit?"
A flash of light flashed in Su Zimo's mind, and he recalled some records he had seen in the ancient books at the bottom of Dragon Burial Valley.
Legend has it that some eminent monks who have attained the Tao will condense the essence of their life's cultivation into Tao fruits before they sit down and pass away, and preserve them in the form of relics for those who are destined to do so.
This is an extremely high level!
Not to mention Su Zimo, not even the Mahayana ancestor could do this!
What’s even more weird is that there is a faint wave of life in this golden fruit, which is different from the legendary Tao Fruit!
In fact, Su Zimo's guess was good.
This golden fruit is the fruit of martial arts!
Normal Tao Fruit embodies the essence of a practitioner's cultivation, and contains many inherited secrets and insights.
Such a Taoist fruit cannot have any fluctuations in life.
But Su Zimo's situation is different.
This Dao Fruit condenses not the essence of his cultivation, but the profound essence of martial arts!
Not only that, this Dao fruit is also blessed by great aspirations, contains the will of martial arts, and is integrated into the faith of all living beings!
From the gathering of various forces, a martial arts fruit with the breath of life and fluctuations was derived!
This kind of phenomenon is unprecedented even in the Three Thousand Worlds, let alone the Tianhuang Continent!
This fruit of martial arts can be regarded as an alien that has jumped out of the Three Realms and is not among the Five Elements. It is unprecedented and unprecedented!
Su Zimo looked at the golden fruit in front of him, thought about it for a long time, and couldn't think of any ideas, so he put it into his storage bag.
Afterwards, Su Zimo dragged his aging body out of the cemetery step by step.
Three calamities outside the territory.
Many monks were gathering there, talking a lot.
"Should Huangwu have practiced martial arts in this place of preaching, right?"
"It should be that the spatial rift here is still there."
"It's strange. It's been less than fifteen years since the battle between Huang Wu and Xuan Yu. How can Huang Wu say that he has spent nearly five thousand years?"
These monks came not only out of curiosity, but also under the orders of the sect behind them!
Among them were monks from the top ten sects in the Northern Territory and from various powerful families.
Today, Su Zimo is definitely a very important figure in the entire world of cultivation, especially in the Northern Territory!
Back then, after the battle between Su Zimo and Xuan Yu, he was surrounded and killed by his half-ancestor, but he left unharmed.
All the six half-ancestors died, and no one was spared. This matter is still a mystery among the majors!
Sect forces such as Longhu Pavilion and Yingui Sect that had been at odds with Su Zimo were extremely concerned about Su Zimo's situation and movements due to their guilty conscience.
While the group of cultivators were discussing, a figure gradually appeared in the Three Tribulations Domain. Under the blow of the dark wind, it was stumbling and seemed to fall down at any time.
The noise gradually quieted down.
The cultivators stared there intently.
After a while, this figure gradually became clearer and had already walked out of the Three Tribulations Realm.
This is an old man with gray hair and wrinkles on his face. His eyes have become a little cloudy and his energy and blood are declining.
The old man's spine was somewhat curved and his body was hunched.
After nearly five thousand years, this thin and aging body can no longer hold up the shabby green shirt he is wearing!
The cultivators were stunned and opened their mouths slightly.
Everyone’s eyes showed disbelief!
Is this a wild martial artist
Is this the eternal evildoer who was once invincible, killing many titled disciples here, and looking down on the world
Is this the peerless genius who was able to come back again after being killed by the powerful Half-Ancestor
The group of cultivators could no longer see any trace of Su Zimo on this old man.
The edge, the vigor, and the strength of the past seemed to have been worn away by five thousand years without a trace.
The only familiar thing about this old man was the green shirt.
The monks present could detect with just a sweep of their spiritual consciousness that Su Zimo was at the end of his life, his oil was exhausted and his lamp was dry, and he would die at any time!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Finally, one of the monks couldn't help laughing.
"Huangwu, Huangwu, you were once so strong and invincible, so arrogant, but I didn't expect you to be where you are today!"
"This is retribution!"
There was a burst of jeers from the crowd.
Over the years, these so-called geniuses have been suppressed miserably by Su Zimo!
This name has even become a nightmare in the hearts of many monks, and they can't get rid of it!
All the titled disciples of the major super sects were jointly suppressed and killed by Su Zimo. As long as Su Zimo lives for one day, they will always be under Su Zimo!
"Oh, what a pity."
A monk shook his head slightly and sighed: "I didn't expect that an eternal monster like Huang Wu would not be able to escape the tribulation of time."
"I don't know what he went through to end up like this."
"Bu Wu's common people are completely going against the will of heaven. How difficult it is! This half of the "Martial Scripture" must have exhausted all Huang Wu's hard work!"
Some people gloated, some lamented, and some looked on with cold eyes.
The various expressions of sentient beings no longer caused the slightest ripple in Su Zimo's heart.
Su Zimo smiled faintly and came to the space crack. Without looking at the crowd, he stepped into it and disappeared.