Chapter 4: The Mysterious Sarcophagus

Chapter 4: The mysterious sarcophagus.

It may be because many people went outside to watch the fun, so Du Shaofu didn't meet anyone along the way in the Du family, and he went back to the yard where he lived.

In fact, Du Shaofu is a person who usually encounters the Du family, even the servants and guards, and will not pay attention to the existence of Du Shaofu, the young master of the Du family. Over the years, Du Shaofu has been a transparent existence in the entire Du family.

Although it is a transparent existence, the place where Du Shaofu lives is not bad. There is an extremely wide yard, and there are not many such wide yard in the entire Du family. Only a few senior Du parents who are highly respected are qualified to live.

Du Shaofu's ability to live in such a yard is actually due to his father's honor. If his father was not the third younger brother of the current head of the Du family, I am afraid that he would not have received this treatment in all these years. In a word, this yard is not a place for him to live at all.

When Du Shaofu arrived in the yard, on a rattan chair with a backrest, a familiar drunk man was falling asleep drunk, holding a gourd jug in his arms and was reluctant to let go.

"Father, why are you drunk here again?"

Du Shaofu walked over and looked at the drunken man whose face was covered by his scattered hair, his clear eyes filled with distressed eyes.

In the past 16 years, Du Shaofu has the most memories of his father Du Tingxuan, that is, his father often held a wine pot in the yard and looked at the sky, the smell of alcohol, and then fell asleep drunk.

"Shaofu, are you back? Are you hungry? Go to the kitchen to find something to eat."

Du Tingxuan woke up vaguely. He raised his hand and rubbed his confused eyes. He sat up from the rattan chair. There was a smell of alcohol coming out of his mouth as he spoke. He was taller than Du Shaofu, but the same. He was so thin that he could see it faintly from under the messy hair. If it weren't for the smell of alcohol, I'm afraid that face was also very heroic.

"Dad, I'm not hungry, I'll help you go to your room to rest."

Du Shaofu stepped forward to help his father, but was blocked by Du Tingxuan who stood up, shook the jug in his hand, and said with a smile, "No, there's no more wine, I'll go out and buy some wine."

When the words fell, Du Tingxuan dragged his drunken body and staggered out of the courtyard gate, leaving Du Shaofu standing quietly in the courtyard alone.

As long as he can remember, Du Shaofu remembers that the jug is something his father never leaves, and his mother is completely unfamiliar to Du Shaofu and has no memory.

After standing quietly for a while, Du Shaofu took a sip of water in the hall and went straight back to his room.

In the room, Du Shaofu sat cross-legged, his handprints condensed, and a mysterious energy suddenly gushed out from the whole body, and in the palm of his hand, it was even more like the secret pattern of a talisman was about to burst out, and he murmured softly: "This mysterious style is really true. Not weak, but fortunately only used it a little."

There was a slight smile in the clear brows. Du Shaofu just used the style he learned from the ancient stone tablet in the past ten years in the ring, but he only used a little force. One style is also more and more shocking.

Only Du Shaofu himself knows best that the mysterious style in the stone tablet can not only restore his martial arts, but also cultivate profound energy. More importantly, although this is only one style, it is all-encompassing, infinitely variable, incomparably wonderful, and very interesting. overbearing.

But now Du Shaofu has also encountered a rather embarrassing situation. There is no profound energy in his body, but he does not have any cultivation realm.

Although that style can repair the Martial Meridian, it can also cultivate profound energy in the body.

But that style is not a cultivation technique after all, and it cannot allow him to have the realm of cultivation.

In other words, Du Shaofu now has profound energy in his body, but strictly speaking, he is not even a first-level acquired martial artist.

The realm of martial arts practitioners in this world is divided into acquired martial artists and congenital martial artists. Only when they have entered the innate level can they be regarded as true martial artists. However, most people may stay at the acquired level in their lives and cannot set foot in the innate, which shows that even if they are able to 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 is no problem to face the eighth and ninth levels of the acquired level.

"The martial arts have recovered a bit. Now that you can practice, it's time to go to the Tibetan Martial Arts Building tomorrow to find a set of exercises to practice."

Du Shaofu pondered in his heart that the move after the mysterious one could not be known, and he had no idea how to practice it. Therefore, at present, he could only practice a set of exercises first, so as to improve his realm.

There is no realm, the mysterious style can have such power, once the realm is raised, the mysterious style will definitely become more and more powerful, which makes Du Shaofu very much looking forward to it.

"Continue to comprehend that mysterious formula."

After making a decision in his heart, there is nothing to do every day anyway, Du Shaofu's fingerprints condensed, his eyes closed slightly, and he began to enter a state of comprehension.

Although ten years have passed, he has achieved a small understanding of the first style hidden in the ancient stone tablet, but Du Shaofu also knows that he has only achieved a small understanding of the mysterious style, and has not yet comprehended the perfect level.

Ten years ago, he was born with a broken vein and could no longer achieve anything on the road of martial arts. This made Du Shaofu unacceptable from the bottom of his heart. He rushed out of the Du family in the storm and wanted to vent before reaching the stone tablet.

Who knew that a thunderbolt hit the stone tablet, and the stone tablet was unobstructed, but the thunderbolt that fell on the stone tablet struck Du Shaofu like a transfer through the stone tablet.

Three days later, Du Shaofu woke up. During the three days of being in a coma, he actually entered a wonderful state of comprehension. When the thunder struck, a mysterious talisman pattern in the ancient stone tablet appeared along with the thunder. in his mind.

Du Shaofu didn't know what those mysterious talisman patterns were at first, but as he was in that wonderful state, Du Shaofu felt like he was 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 lost their veins.

Martial arts are divided into rank 1 to rank 9. Rank 1 is the lowest and rank 9 is the highest. The higher the rank of Martial Meridian, the greater the success of martial arts. .

The martial art that Du Shaofu has tested is a waste one. Abandoned martial art without a rank can be said to be unable to achieve anything in the way of martial arts. It is almost the same to practice some three-legged cat-handle poses to strengthen the body.

That mysterious move made Du Shaofu see hope from the trough, and realized that this move could actually repair the martial arts, allowing those who had abolished the martial arts to practice.

Du Shaofu went under the stele again. The cracks on the stele were no longer simple cracks in Du Shaofu's eyes, but secret lines related to the human body.

The full of cracks, like the dense meridians in the human body, are extremely profound and wonderful, and finally they can comprehend and cultivate into that mysterious style.

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

For ten years, Du Shaofu finally realized the mysterious style, and he also learned from his understanding that this mysterious style should not only be like this. In the ancient stone tablet, there is only the first style.

In the room, with the realization, Du Shaofu gradually entered a state of ecstasy......

In the early morning, all sounds were silent, and the eastern horizon shone with light, carefully soaking 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 Shaofu also woke up, opened his eyes, but it was pitch black in front of him, but his whole body was very light, as if he had been washed and cut through the sutras, and he couldn't tell how comfortable he was.

"Crack!"

As if he had already gotten used to it, Du Shaofu stretched out his hand and pushed it upwards. A clattering sound of slate rubbing was heard, and then a stone cover slipped open. Du Shaofu stood up and appeared in a sarcophagus at this moment.