Martial God Conqueror

Chapter 4: The mysterious stone.

It may be because many people are busy outside the door, so Du Shaozhen did not meet anyone in Dujia, and he directly returned to the yard where he lived.

In fact, Du Shaozhen is the person who usually meets the Du family, even the servant guards, and will not pay attention to the existence of Du Shaoqi, the young Du family. In the past years, Du Shaozhen has been transparent.

Although it is transparent, the place where Du Shaozhen lived is not bad. There is a very wide yard. There is not much such a wide yard in the Du family. Only a few highly respected Du parents are qualified to live.

Du Shaozhen was able to live in such a yard. In fact, it was also the light of his father. If his father was the third brother of Du’s current owner, he was afraid that he would not have this treatment in the past few years, just because he was the fool of his head. The word, this yard simply can't live in him.

Du Shaoqi went to the yard, a back rattan chair, a familiar drunkard was drunk and asleep, holding a gourd jug in his arms can not let go.

"Hey, why are you drunk here again?"

Du Shaoqi walked over and looked at the drunkard who was covered with scattered hair and covered his face. The distressed eyes in his eyes were filled with distressed eyes.

In the past 16 years, Du Shaozhen’s most memory of his father Du Tingxuan is that his father often looks at the sky with a jug, and he is so drunk that he is drunk.

"Less, you are back, hungry, go to the kitchen and find something to eat."

Du Tingxuan woke up vaguely, raised his hand and licked his confused eyes. He sat up from the wicker chair, and there was a spurt of alcohol in his mouth. The head was taller than Du Shaoqi, but it was the same. The thinness can be seen from the faint hair under the scattered hair. If it is not alcoholic, I am afraid that the face is also very British.

"Hey, I am not hungry, I will help you to rest in the room."

Du Shaoqi went forward to help his father, but Du Tingxuan, who was stood up, blocked his hand and shook his hip flask. He smiled and said: "No, no wine, I went out to buy some wine."

When the voice fell, Du Tingxuan dragged the drunken body and swayed out of the courtyard door, leaving Du Shaoqi alone standing quietly in the courtyard.

From the moment of memory, Du Shaozhen remembers that the jug is the thing that the father never left, and the mother for Du Shaozhen, it is completely strange and has no memory.

After quietly standing for a while, Du Shaoyu went back to his room after looking for a drink in the hall.

In the room, Du Shaozhen sat cross-legged, the handprints condensed, and a mysterious gas suddenly rushed out in the whole body. Within the palm of the hand, it was as if it had a smattering of the mysterious pattern, and whispered: "This mysterious style is really Not weak, but fortunately just a little use."

There was a smile in the clear eyebrows. Du Shaozhen just used it in the ring. It was the one that was learned from the ancient stone tablet in this decade, but it only used a little force, so for the mysterious One style is also more and more shocking.

Only Du Shaoqi himself knows best that the mysterious style in the stone tablet can not only restore his own martial arts, but also cultivate the mysterious spirit. More importantly, although this is just a style, it is all-encompassing, endless, incomparable, and very overbearing.

It’s just that Du Shaozhen has also encountered a rather embarrassing situation. There is no ambiguity in the body, but there is no realm.

Although that style can repair the Wumai, it can also make the body cultivate Xuanqi, but that style is not a practice after all, and can not let him possess the cultivation of the realm.

That is to say, Du Shaoqi is now empty and sinister, but strictly speaking, he is not even a heavyweight of the martial arts.

The realm of the martial arts in this world is divided into the martial arts, the congenital martial arts, only to enter the innate level can be regarded as a real warrior, but the vast majority of people may stay in the post-day level can not set foot innate, to see even if they can practice The innate level is not just a single person can set foot.

Although I have been unable to cultivate, but I was born in a family of martial arts, and I have not wasted time in these years, Du Shaozhen is more clear about his current situation. The level of the martial arts is divided into nine, but the mystery of his own body, plus the mystery. The mystery of one style is afraid that there will be no problem in the face of the eight-fold and nine-fold level of the day after tomorrow.

"The Wumai has recovered a bit. Since it has been able to cultivate, it is time to go to the Zangwu Building to find a set of exercises to practice."

Du Shaoqi thought in his heart that the move after the mysterious style could not be known, and it is even more difficult to cultivate. Therefore, at present, it is only possible to cultivate a set of exercises first, so that the realm can be upgraded.

Without realm, the mysterious style can have that kind of power. Once the realm is promoted, the mysterious style will definitely become more and more powerful, which makes Du Shaoqi’s heart look forward to it.

"Continue to comprehend the mysterious one."

After making a decision in my heart, there was nothing wrong with it every day. Du Shaoyan’s handprints condensed, and her eyes closed slightly, and she began to enter a state of comprehension.

Although ten years of time has been small for the first-style comprehension in the ancient stone monument, Du Shaozhen also knows that the mysterious style is only a small achievement, and has not yet realized the perfect level.

Ten years ago, I was tested and found to be in a waste vein. I couldn’t make any achievements on the road to repairing Wu. This made Du Shaoxuan unacceptable from the bottom of my heart. I stormed Du’s home in the storm and wanted to vent it.

Who knows that a Thunder is on the stone tablet, the stone tablet is unimpeded, and the Thunder that falls on the stone tablet is actually smashed on Du Shaozhen through the stone monument.

Three days later, Du Shaozhen was awakened. In the three days of coma, he actually entered a wonderful state of comprehension. Under the thunder, a mysterious symbol of the ancient stone monument accompanied by the Thunder also appeared. In his mind.

Those mysterious characters and secrets did not know what Du Shaozhen did at first, but in that wonderful state, Du Shaozhen felt that he was like a squat, and finally learned that it turned out to be a powerful move. The mysterious trick is actually prepared for the general pulse.

Wumai is divided into one product to nine products, one product is the lowest, nine products are the highest, and the higher the Wumai grade, the greater the success of Xiuwu is on the way. This is the unchanging law in this world for countless years. .

Du Shaozheng's test of the Wumai is a waste vein. There is no waste of the order. It can be said that it is impossible to achieve success in the practice of martial arts. It is almost the same to practice some three-legged cats to strengthen the body.

The mysterious trick made Du Shaoqi see the hope from the trough, and realized that the trick was able to repair the Wumai, and the disciplinary can be cultivated.

Du Shaozhen once again went under the stone tablet. The cracks on the stone tablet were not simple cracks in the eyes of Du Shaozhen, but a mysterious pattern related to the human body.

The full crack, like the meridian meridians in the human body, is extremely esoteric and incomparably wonderful, and finally can comprehend cultivation into that mysterious style.

Du Shaozhen was immersed in the insights, like a fish entering the sea, boundless, unable to find an exit.

For ten years, Du Shaoqi finally realized the mysterious style. He also learned from comprehension that this mysterious style should not only be the case. There should be a second style in the back. The third type is correct, just before the Du family. The old stone monument is only the first type.

In the room, with the realization, Du Shaoqi gradually entered a state of self-forgetting..................

In the morning, all the silence, the bright light of the horizon on the east, carefully infiltrated the light blue sky, the first sunlight pierced the darkness before dawn, crossed the mountains, crossed the ocean, and finally shrouded the stone city. .

Du Shaoqi also woke up and opened his eyes. It was dark in front of him, but his body was very brisk, like being washed and washed, and he couldn’t tell the comfort.

"Hey!"

It seems that he has been used to it in general. Du Shaoqi stretched his hand toward the top, and the sound of a slate rubbed out, and then a stone cover slipped open. Du Shaoqi stood up and appeared in a stone sarcophagus at the moment.