It may be because many people went outside to watch the excitement, so Du Shaofu didn't meet anyone along the way in Du's house, and he went back to the courtyard where he lived.
In fact, Du Shaofu even met the people of the Du family, even the servants and guards, and would not pay attention to the existence of Du Shaofu, the young master of the Du family. In the entire Du family these years, Du Shaofu is a transparent existence.
Although it is a transparent existence, but the place where Du Shaofu lives is not bad, a very wide courtyard, the entire Du family has not many such spacious courtyards, only a few respected seniors of the Du family are qualified to live.
Du Shaofu's ability to live in such a courtyard is actually due to his father's honor, if not for his father being the third younger brother of the Du family's current Patriarch, I am afraid that he has not had this kind of treatment all these years, only because of the four foolish young masters on his head. In a word, it is not his turn to live in this yard.
When Du Shaofu arrived in the courtyard, on a rattan chair with a backrest, a familiar drunk was falling asleep drunk, holding a gourd wine jug in his arms and reluctant to let go.
"Father, why are you drunk here again?"
Du Shaofu walked over, looking at the drunk man whose face was covered by disheveled hair, with distressed eyes in his clear eyes.
In the past sixteen years, Du Shaofu has the most memories of his father Du Tingxuan, that is, in the yard, his father often holds a wine jug and looks at the sky, reeking of alcohol, and then falls asleep drunk.
"Shaofu, are you back? Are you hungry? Go to the kitchen and find something to eat."
Du Tingxuan woke up vaguely, raised his hand and rubbed his sleepy eyes, sat up from the rattan chair, while speaking, there was still a smell of alcohol in his mouth, he was taller than Du Shaofu, but it was the same He was thin and thin, and one could faintly see it from under the disheveled hair. If it wasn't for the smell of alcohol, his face would have been extremely heroic.
"Father, I'm not hungry, I'll help you go to your room to rest."
Du Shaofu went forward and wanted to help his father, but Du Tingxuan who stood up blocked his hand, shook the flagon in his hand, said with a smile: "No need, I'm out of wine, I'll go out and buy some wine."
The voice fell, Du Tingxuan dragged his drunken body and staggered out of the courtyard door, leaving Du Shaofu standing quietly in the courtyard alone.
Since he had memory, Du Shaofu remembered that the flagon was something that his father never left his hands, and to Du Shaofu, his mother was completely unfamiliar and had no memory.
After standing quietly for a while, Du Shaofu found a sip of water in the hall to drink, and then went back to his room directly.
In the room, Du Shaofu sat cross-legged, his handprints were condensed, and a profound energy gushed out all over his body. In the palm of his hand, it seemed that there was a talisman secret pattern about to burst out. He murmured softly: "This mysterious one is really It’s not weak, but fortunately it’s only used a little bit.”
There was a little smile in the clear eyebrows, what Du Shaofu just used in the arena was exactly the style he had learned from the ancient stone tablet in the past ten years, but he only used a little bit of force, so for the mysterious One style is also more and more shocking.
Only Du Shaofu himself knows best that the mysterious formula in the stele can not only restore his martial arteries, but also cultivate profound energy. More importantly, although this is just one formula, it is all-encompassing, infinitely varied, and extremely wonderful. overbearing.
It's just that Du Shaofu also encountered a rather embarrassing situation now, there is profound energy in his body, but he doesn't have any cultivation realm.
Although that pose can repair the martial arteries and cultivate profound energy in the body, but that pose is not a kung fu method after all, and it cannot allow him to have a cultivation level.
That is to say that Du Shaofu has no profound energy in his body now, but strictly speaking, he is not even a first-level Acquired Warrior.
The realms of martial arts practitioners in this world are divided into acquired warriors and innate warriors. Only those who have stepped into the innate level can be considered a real warrior, but most people may stay at the acquired level in their entire lives and cannot set foot on the innate level, which shows that even those who can cultivate , the innate level is not something that just anyone can set foot on.
Although he has been unable to cultivate, but he was born in a martial arts family, and he has not wasted time in these years, Du Shaofu is also relatively clear about his current situation. The mystery of one style, I am afraid that it will not be a problem to face the eighth and ninth levels of the acquired level.
"The martial pulse has recovered a bit. Now that I can practice, I should go to the Tibetan Martial Arts Building tomorrow to find a set of exercises to practice."
Du Shaofu was pondering in his heart, he couldn't know the location of the moves after that mysterious one, and he couldn't even know how to practice it, so for now, he can only practice a set of exercises first, so that the realm can be improved.
Without realm, that mysterious one style can have that kind of power, once the realm rises, that mysterious one style will definitely become more powerful, which makes Du Shaofu also look forward to it in his heart.
"Continue to comprehend that mysterious style."
After making a decision in my heart, there was nothing to do every day anyway, Du Shaofu's handprints condensed, his eyes were slightly closed, and he began to enter a state of comprehension.
Although ten years have made some small achievements in comprehending the first formula hidden in the ancient stone tablet, but Du Shaofu also knows that he has only made some small achievements in the mysterious first formula, and has not yet comprehended the perfect level.
Ten years ago, Du Shaofu couldn't accept it from the bottom of his heart, he rushed out of Du's house in the storm and wanted to vent before the stone tablet.
Who knew that a thunderbolt struck on the stone tablet, the stone tablet was unobstructed, but the thunder that fell on the stone tablet struck Du Shaofu's body as if transferred through the stone tablet.
Three days later, Du Shaofu woke up. During the three days in a coma, he actually entered a wonderful state of comprehension. When the thunder struck, a mysterious talisman in the ancient stone tablet appeared along with the thunder. in his mind.
Du Shaofu didn't know what those mysterious talisman secret lines were at first, but as he was in that wonderful state, Du Shaofu felt as if he had become enlightened, and finally learned from it that it turned out to be a powerful move. The mysterious move turned out to be specially prepared for those who have lost their veins.
Martial veins are divided into grades one to nine, with grade one being the lowest and grade nine the highest. The higher the rank of the martial arts, the greater the achievements along the way of martial arts. This is a law that has not changed in this world for countless years, and it is also a constant fact. .
The martial arteries that Du Shaofu detected are waste veins, waste martial arteries without grades, it can be said that they can't make any achievements in martial arts at all, and it's almost the same to practice some three-legged cat handles to strengthen the body.
That mysterious move made Du Shaofu see hope from the trough, comprehending that this move can repair martial veins unexpectedly, and can allow those who use up martial veins to cultivate.
Du Shaofu went under the stone tablet again, those cracks on the stone tablet, in Du Shaofu's eyes, they are no longer simple cracks, but secret lines related to the human body.
The full cracks are like the densely packed meridians in the human body. They are extremely profound and wonderful. In the end, they can comprehend and cultivate into that mysterious form.
Du Shaofu immersed in that comprehension, just like a fish entering the sea, boundless, unable to find the exit.
For a whole ten years, Du Shaofu finally comprehended that mysterious one form, and also learned from the comprehension that this mysterious one form should be more than that, there should be a second and third form behind it, it's just the Du family's previous one. In the ancient stone tablet, there is only the first style.
In the room, with comprehension, Du Shaofu also gradually entered a state of selflessness
In the early morning, everything is silent, a ray of light from the eastern horizon carefully infiltrates the light blue sky, the first ray of sunlight pierces the darkness before dawn, crosses the mountains, crosses the ocean, and finally shrouds the stone city .
Du Shaofu also woke up, opened his eyes, but it was pitch black, but his whole body was incomparably light, as if he had been cleansed, feeling indescribably comfortable.
"Crack!"
Seems to have been used to it, Du Shaofu stretched out his hand and pushed upwards, a sound of stone slab friction came out, and then a stone cover slid open, Du Shaofu stood up, and appeared in a sarcophagus at this moment.
(end of this chapter)