"Mr. Su, you just woke up and are not in a good state. Go and rest first while I clean up this place." Bei Mingxue pointed to the courtyard.
Su Zimo nodded and did not refuse to be humble.
He had just woken up and was about to take a look at his body.
Back in the room, Su Zimo looked at the sea of consciousness and frowned.
Most of the power of the Death Curse was destroyed by the Green Lotus Sword.
But this curse is extremely vicious, and it still hangs over the black-haired soul, making it impossible to use his spiritual consciousness at all.
Not to mention comprehending the world, practicing skills, and improving one's cultivation.
This means that if the power of this curse cannot be removed, Su Zimo's cultivation will always remain at the perfection of the Dharma Realm.
What's even worse is that he still can't use his magic power, and he can't release any mysterious magic at all!
With the power of the black-haired soul, it is difficult to remove the power of this curse, and external forces must be used.
Su Zimo looked at the Lotus Platform of Creation where the black-haired Yuanshen sat, thoughtfully.
At this time, due to the existence of the power of the Death Curse, the Lotus Platform of Creation and the black-haired soul have been completely isolated, and the rays of light ejected from the lotus hole cannot pierce the power of the Death Curse.
If the Lotus Platform of Creation can be restored to its former state and become the true Green Lotus of Creation, the power of the Green Lotus will surely be able to remove the fatal curse!
But, how difficult is it to resurrect the Green Lotus of Creation
This is probably many times more difficult than removing the power of the Death Curse!
Unless there is an ancient divine spring, this is possible.
But now, the only ancient divine spring Su Zimo knows about is the Valley of Dragon Bones.
But Qinglian's real body couldn't get in at all.
A year has passed since the battle of Tiandi Valley, and the Dragon Clan must have heard the news a long time ago. I wonder what the Dragon Clan will think when they learn that the Dragon Clan's real body is a clone of Su Zimo.
The red-haired ghost and some elders of the Dragon Clan are good to the Dragon Clan's true form.
Now, the true body of the Dragon Clan has been exiled to the void, and its whereabouts are unknown. Su Zimo feels a little ashamed of the Dragon Clan and the red-haired ghost.
Thinking of the red-haired ghost, another confusion flashed through Su Zimo's heart.
After the death of Ancestor Yuanbei, the red-haired ghost did not return to the Valley of Dragon Bones, and no one knew where he had gone.
Su Zimo suppressed many distracting thoughts, closed his eyes and rested his mind, trying to communicate with heaven and earth to get rid of the power of the Death Curse.
Time gradually passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was already late at night.
Su Zimo slowly opened his eyes, smiled bitterly, and shook his head slightly.
Or not.
The powerful soul of the Wu clan exploded, and the curse triggered by it was indeed terrifying!
He was lucky to have saved his life.
If the true body of the Dragon Clan does not have the Secret Code of the Great Wilderness Demon King, even if it cultivates a powerful soul, it will still be difficult to block the killing curse such as the terrifying killing technique of Nilin!
"Hoo! Hoo!"
At this moment, a sound of fists and wind came from the courtyard.
Su Zimo walked out of the room and saw a young girl repeatedly practicing nine different movements under the bright moonlight. Her figure was agile and graceful.
I don't know how long the practice lasted, but there were beads of sweat on the girl's cheeks. Her expression was serious, and she didn't even notice Su Zimo was there.
Su Zimo looked at the full moon above his head, suddenly in a trance, as if he had returned to that night many years ago.
It was also in this moonlight, under the peach blossom trees, a woman gave him an opportunity and took him to practice!
"Mr. Su."
At this moment, a voice sounded in the courtyard, but it was Bei Mingxue who saw Su Zimo, stopped moving, panted slightly, and called out.
Su Zimo nodded and said, "This is martial arts."
"yes."
Bei Mingxue said: "Huangwu establishes the Tao and spreads martial arts to all living beings. This martial art can be practiced even if you don't have spiritual roots. I wonder if you have spiritual roots, sir. Have you ever tested it?"
"Tested, no."
Su Zimo shook his head.
"That's okay."
Bei Mingxue smiled and said: "If Mr. Su wants to practice, he might as well try practicing martial arts. I have been practicing for about a year, and I feel that my strength is getting stronger and I have gained a lot."
Seeing Su Zimo's indifferent expression, Bei Mingxue didn't seem to be interested. She thought for a while and said, "Even if Mr. Su doesn't want to step into the world of cultivation, it would be good to practice martial arts and strengthen his body."
"Actually, I also know a little about martial arts."
Su Zimo smiled slightly.
"Ah? Sir, you understand too?"
Bei Mingxue asked in surprise.
"Um."
Su Zimo nodded and said, "You're practicing something wrong."
Bei Mingxue frowned, looked at Su Zimo with some suspicion, and said: "This is a Taoist movement passed down by Huang Wu. I have already memorized it by heart. How could there be any mistake?"
Su Zimo didn't say much, and rehearsed the nine movements of the first change of martial arts in front of Bei Mingxue.
"What's the difference?"
Bei Mingxue was still a little confused.
The movements of the two are almost the same.
There are just some subtle differences.
"You have to know that each of the nine changes in martial arts has only nine movements. These nine movements have been refined after countless years of deduction, and there is no room for error!"
Su Zimo said in a deep voice: "It seems like there are only some subtle differences, but if they are even the smallest difference, the result will be a huge mistake!"
Bei Mingxue was still dubious.
After all, she was once a cultivator and had reached the golden elixir realm.
Anyone else who would be guided like this by a mortal without any cultivation would be suspicious.
When she thought about it, how could you, a mortal and not Daojun Huangwu, understand Huangwu's thoughts
Bei Mingxue said: "Mr. Su, there seems to be no problem with my cultivation. Over the past year, my strength has gradually grown. Although I still cannot reach the strength of nine oxen, I have the strength of five oxen!"
Su Zimo said calmly: "According to your cultivation speed, what level of martial arts transformation can you reach in three years? The third transformation or the fourth transformation? In the family competition, facing Dongfang Zhi and his ilk, you will still have to suffer Humiliation, let alone revenge.”
Bei Mingxue was silent.
She knew that Su Zimo was right.
According to her cultivation speed, it would take at least ten years to cultivate the Qi and Blood Golden Pill!
Su Zimo added: "Moreover, if you practice like this, you may be able to condense the golden elixir of qi and blood in the future, but your achievements will be limited. Don't even think about cultivating to the later steps of fighting cloth, indestructible vajra or even the power of dragon and elephant!" "
With Bei Mingxue's talent, even if he tries to practice by himself, he can reach the sixth level of martial arts, the Golden Elixir of Qi and Blood.
In this way, she would have the opportunity to condense her soul and step into the Nascent Soul realm.
But Su Zimo knew very well that the sixth transformation of martial arts was not the end at all!
The last three transformations of martial arts are the real essence of the "Martial Arts". They are the means of reincarnation and suppressing the same level!
Now, Bei Mingxue's foundation cultivation is problematic, and his future achievements will be limited!
Bei Mingxue couldn't help but feel a little shaken when she heard Su Zimo's words. After a little hesitation, she made the first move according to the move Su Zimo had just rehearsed.
Su Zimo shook his head slightly, stretched out his toes, and kicked Bei Mingxue in more than ten places in a row!
Bei Mingxue clearly saw Su Zimo kicking towards him, but for some reason, he couldn't dodge at all. A sharp stabbing pain came from his body amid the lightning and flint.
Her movements changed subconsciously.
As soon as this movement was completed, a burst of heat suddenly surged in her body, as if her body was burning, and the billowing essence merged into her flesh and blood!
In just a moment, she was sweating profusely!