Chapter 4 Wild Bull Three Forms

The next day, Su Zimo went to the market early in the morning to buy a few cows and prepared them as food for the next few days.

After tidying up properly, Su Zimo came to Dieyue's room, knocked on the door and asked, "Miss Die?"

The door opened slowly under Su Zimo's knock.

Although the sky was already bright, the room was still pitch-dark, revealing a strange smell.

"Come in." Dieyue's voice sounded in the room.

Su Zimo took a deep breath and stepped in.

A strange feeling came to mind, Su Zimo felt as if his body had entered another world through a soft and cold water curtain.

Su Zimo looked around and couldn't help being shocked.

In front of him is not Dieyue's room at all, but a space that is more spacious than his mansion, with green grass under his feet and a wooden barrel that is more than half a person tall.

Dieyue sat obliquely on a huge bluestone, with a lazy posture. Although she was wearing a large blood robe, she couldn't hide her slender figure.

"This is..." Su Zimo opened his mouth slightly.

In this short day, Dieyue showed a lot of methods that he couldn't understand, which was strange and fascinating.

"This is meson Naxumi. You will understand when you reach a certain level. You don't need to think about it now." Dieyue said unquestionably: "This is the practice field I opened up, and you will practice here in the future."

Dieyue jumped off the bluestone lightly and said: "Teach three more moves, called the three moves of the wild cow. When practicing, use the method of breathing and breathing."

"The first one is the sky-ploughing step. Although there is only one pose, it is ever-changing. It is the only way to practice leggong."

While talking, Dieyue walked on the grass.

Su Zimo calmed down, opened his eyes wide, and stared at Dieyue's every step and every movement, for fear of missing any details.

After Dieyue took a few steps, Su Zimo vaguely grasped something.

This step does not seem to be surprising, but if you look closely, you will find that every step Dieyue takes, it seems to be wading in muddy water.

With chest and back drawn, knees bent and elbows lowered, weight shifted downwards, knees were not on the toes, but the strides were huge!

The distance between each step seems to have been accurately calculated, and it is exactly the same!

Dieyue stopped, turned to look at Su Zimo, and said, "Come on."

Su Zimo was not in a hurry to practice, but stood in the same place for a long time before taking the first step.

As soon as this step was taken, Su Zimo could feel that something was wrong.

Dieyue came to Su Zimo's side, expressionless, stretched out her toes, and gently kicked the leg that Su Zimo stepped out of.

"hiss!"

Su Zimo sucked in a breath of cold air.

When Dieyue stepped down, Su Zimo felt as if someone had stabbed a few places on the thigh with a needle, and the pain was unbearable.

"Keep this posture and continue." Dieyue's indifferent voice sounded.

Su Zimo looked down, only to realize that after he was kicked by Dieyue, the step he took just now looked a bit like a step in the sky.

"She's helping me correct." Su Zimo's heart turned, and he understood Dieyue's intention.

Su Zimo pursed his lips, carefully recalled the posture of plowing the sky, and stepped out with his left leg.

"wrong!"

As soon as the soles of the feet landed, Dieyue's voice sounded again, and then, Su Zimo's left leg felt a tingling pain.

Under the stimulation of this pain, Su Zimo's footsteps changed subconsciously.

Taking a breath, Su Zimo took his right leg again.

"wrong!"

Another familiar sting.

wrong!

Sting!

Keep practicing, keep correcting...

By the end of the practice, Su Zimo couldn't even feel his legs, and was numb from being kicked by Dieyue.

Su Zimo gritted his teeth, sweating like rain, only one consciousness was left, that is to keep walking.

I don't know how long it took.

Finally, the two nightmare-like words 'wrong' no longer sounded in my ears.

Su Zimo also realized that he had initially mastered the essentials of Li Tianbu.

"Have you forgotten what I taught you last night?"

Dieyue's reminder made Su Zimo's eyes light up. While practicing the ploughing step, he began to cooperate with the breathing and breathing method he learned last night.

At the beginning, Su Zimo couldn't connect the two well, and he often took a step and couldn't bring it up in one breath.

But as time went by, Su Zimo gradually found the fit between this method of breathing and plowing the sky.

This method of breathing is meant to coexist with the steps of plow the sky. Su Zimo walks faster and faster, the numbness in his legs disappears, his flesh and blood continue to burn, his legs seem to have infinite power, and his steps are getting bigger and bigger.

Not seeing how to move, he stepped out and rushed out half a zhang!

Su Zimo became more and more happy when he knew that he had practiced correctly.

But for some unknown reason, Su Zimo felt that his ploughing steps seemed to lack a little flavor.

Subconsciously, Su Zimo looked at Dieyue, who was sitting obliquely on the bluestone.

I saw Dieyue's disdain at this time, and her eyes were full of ridicule.

Su Zimo thought to himself, "I've already used this method of breathing, breathing, and breathing so skillfully with the plow step, how could she still despise me so much?"

Su Zimo was angry, so he deliberately walked around the blue stone and swayed in front of Dieyue.

After a while, Dieyue sneered: "Are you really trying to train yourself into a cultivator? This step is used to plow the sky, not the land!"

Su Zimo was shocked and stopped.

Dieyue floated off the bluestone, walked outside, and said coldly: "When will you be able to understand the meaning of the word 'ploughing the sky', then you will be able to master the essence of this set of footwork."

Su Zimo finally realized what his plow steps were missing.

Taking this step forward is to plow out a ravine in the sky!

How much courage and momentum does this require?

No matter how skilled he is, he can only be reduced to a bull in the mortal world if he lacks such courage and momentum.

"Plough the sky, plow the sky..."

Su Zimo pondered over and over again, and there was a little enlightenment in his heart.

Dieyue walked out of the room, came to the courtyard, smiled lightly, how could she still be cold and severe in front of Su Zimo.

"It seems that I have cultivated to this step in one day and one night, and it seems to be a little bit more powerful than I was back then..."

Under the peach tree, the woman's murmur was faint, and gradually dissipated with the breeze.

...

For the past month, Su Zimo spent most of his time practicing the sky-ploughing steps in the cultivation ground, looking for and grasping the general trend of "ploughing the sky", and gained a lot of experience.

During this period, Su Zimo occasionally went out to buy some cattle and sheep, and vaguely heard some news.

The so-called one person attains the truth, and the Shen family is an ordinary family in Pingyang Town, but during this time, many experts from all corners of the world have invested in the Shen family.

In the eyes of everyone, the rise of the Shen family is inevitable. As long as Shen Mengqi is successful in her practice, even if she goes home to visit once, it will be enough to make the Shen family blessed for several generations. These arena experts may also have the opportunity to join the Xianmen, even if they become the subordinates of the Xianmen. people servants.

On the contrary, the Su family has been in trouble recently.

In Pingyang Town, there were originally three big families, the Zhao family, the Li family, and the Yang family. The Su family has risen in recent years. In addition, Su Hong is a congenital master.

But now, Su Zimo's fame has been abolished, he has become a pariah, and he has offended the immortals. These three families are eager to make plans for the Su family's business in Pingyang Town, but there have been several minor conflicts.

However, Su Zimo didn't take these to heart.

The Su Mansion has the big housekeeper Zheng Bo who controls the overall situation, as well as Liu Yu and other acquired masters. The most important thing is that when the big brother is out and not in Pingyang Town, when the big brother returns, with his thunderous means, he will definitely be able to suppress these young people.

...

On this day, Dieyue came to Su Zimo and said, "I will pass on your next two moves. When you practice, these three moves are connected together."

After a pause, Dieyue said indifferently: "Most of the moves in the Secret Book of the Twelve Demon Kings in the Great Wilderness are killing techniques. The next two moves are like this, you remember."

"The first style, Wild Bull Mochizuki."

Dieyue stepped forward, which is exactly the posture of plowing the sky, and then leaned forward, her arms suddenly protruded from her abdomen, her fists were clenched, her index finger was slightly raised, she stepped forward, and rose slightly.

At this moment, Dieyue seems to have disappeared from Su Zimo's eyes, replaced by a domineering bull demon with horns piercing the sky!

Dieyue's arms are the horns, and the raised index finger knuckles of the fists are the sharp horns.

"This style of Desolate Niu Mochizuki is based on the step of ploughing the sky, first step out of the momentum of ploughing the sky, exert force at the waist and abdomen at the same time, and punch out with both fists. It must not only have the power to reach the top, but also have the power to lift..."

Dieyue explained carefully, Su Zimo listened carefully.

Even so, when Su Zimo actually practiced, he still suffered hardships. Dieyue had a cold face on the side, and if something was wrong, he kicked him.

In a blink of an eye, a day passed.

Su Zimo was so hungry that he slaughtered a cow excitedly, set up an iron pot, and simmered a pot of delicious beef.

While waiting, Dieyue picked up the ox tongue that Su Zimo threw aside, and said, "Take a knife and stab me."

"Ah?" Su Zimo was a little stunned, and didn't understand the purpose of Dieyue's move.

Dieyue said: "By the way, I will also pass on the third style to you. I can't guide you in this style. You can only rely on yourself to experience the change in that moment."

Su Zimo knew that with Dieyue's ability, even if he stabbed with all his strength, it would not hurt her in the slightest.

Su Zimo clenched the sharp knife tightly and stabbed Dieyue on the shoulder, while watching Dieyue's movements attentively.

Dieyue looked indifferent, but raised the tender ox tongue in her hand and gently placed it on the oncoming sharp knife.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Su Zimo was stunned and froze on the spot.

The ox tongue was intact, but the sharp knife in Su Zimo's hand had only one handle left, and the blades were all shattered and scattered all over the place!

This cow was killed by Su Zimo. He knew very well that this piece of cow tongue could not stop a sharp knife.

Moreover, Su Zimo didn't feel Dieyue's strength just now, otherwise the handle of the knife would not still be in his hand, and he would have let go and flew out long ago.

The most common beef tongue, but the sharp blade is rolled into pieces!

If this time is not on the blade, but on the flesh and blood, doesn't it mean that the flesh and blood will be rolled into pieces?

"The third style is called Ox Tongue Rolling Blade. It sounds ordinary, but it contains the essence of this style." Dieyue said: "You once asked me, what level of skin quenching is considered a small success, and I will tell you now. , when you practice your palms like ox tongue, you are considered small."