Chapter 51

Su Zimo's eyes widened, wanting to see every movement of Dieyue, but a burst of exhaustion came to his heart, he couldn't hold it any longer, and fell down.

From the fierce battle in Wangcheng to the beheading of Luo Tianwu under Jian'an City, from the ambush in the Canglang Mountains to fleeing all the way, more than half a month of sleepless, running day and night, Su Zimo has exhausted the last trace of energy in his body.

The moment he closed his eyes, Su Zimo just saw Dieyue stretch out her white palm, and easily blocked the surging purple ocean.

The next moment, Dieyue clenched her fist.

The purple ocean burst instantly, and a poignant blood mist burst out.

Su Zimo fainted.

...

I don't know how long it took, Su Zimo woke up leisurely, opened his eyes, and felt a familiar breath.

This is the sanctuary.

Su Zimo soaked in the wooden barrel, as if returning to a year ago.

Dieyue sat on the blue stone not far away, looking indifferent, not knowing what she was thinking.

"What about the monkey, it, how is it?" The first thing Su Zimo did when he woke up was to inquire about the situation of the spirit monkey.

Butterfly Moon did not answer.

Su Zimo quickly explained: "There is a spirit monkey lying in the cave. It is my friend and was seriously injured to save me. Miss Die, you must save it! It, it..."

Su Zimo was a little anxious, but couldn't go on.

With Dieyue's temperament, it was unexpected that he could come forward to save him, so how could he care about the life and death of a spirit beast.

After a while, Dieyue said lightly: "You don't need to worry about it, its physique is much stronger than yours."

"what?"

Su Zimo was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed and asked, "The monkey is still alive?"

Dieyue was silent, seemingly too lazy to respond.

Su Zimo couldn't help laughing, nodded again and again, and said to himself, "Yes, yes, since I survived and the dead monkey is stronger than me, it must be alive."

Putting his mind down, Su Zimo's heart was filled with doubts, and he couldn't help but ask: "Miss Butterfly, although I'm not a demon, but after cultivating the Secret Tome of the Twelve Demon Kings in the Great Wilderness, how come my physique can't compare to that dead monkey. ?"

The corner of Dieyue's mouth curled slightly: "You only practice quenching the body, changing the tendons, and strengthening the bones, and they are all minor achievements. This exercise is the most difficult, and the ones that change the most physique are in the back, you are still far behind. "

Su Zimo nodded, looked at his body, and found that his right arm, which was almost abolished, was completely intact, with no scars on his body.

"How long have I slept?" Su Zimo asked.

"Ten days."

Su Zimo sighed secretly.

He suffered such a serious injury. He thought it was a fortune to save his life, and he couldn't recover at all. He didn't expect that after being rescued by Dieyue, he would be back to normal in ten days!

Not only that, after this battle, Su Zimo can clearly feel that his body has become stronger, stronger, and his bones are hard.

This method can be called the bones of life and death.

What else can Dieyue do?

Although Dieyue had warned Su Zimo early on not to ask her where she was from, but Su Zimo often pondered in private.

Who is Butterfly Moon?

What kind of monk is she?

Suddenly, Su Zimo felt something, looked up,

On the blue stone, Dieyue looked at Su Zimo quietly, her eyes were like water, clear and moving, and there were ripples in the flow of light.

For some reason, Su Zimo suddenly felt a little flustered.

"Miss Butterfly, you..."

"I gotta go."

Su Zimo's expression froze, and his mind went blank.

"Not coming back?"

"yes."

Su Zimo fell silent, his mood was low, and the joy of the rest of his life disappeared instantly without a trace.

Dieyue said: "I can't teach you again in the future, so I helped you plant a spiritual root, which will not be worse than Tianling root. In the future, you can find a sect to cultivate immortals."

"Can spirit roots be planted too?"

"No one else can, I can."

Dieyue seemed to think of something, smiled lightly, and said: "After cultivating immortals, you can also fly with your sword, and you won't be as embarrassed as before."

A cultivator can fly with his sword and take the head of an enemy thousands of miles away. It would be a lie to say that he is not envious.

Hearing this news before that, Su Zimo will be ecstatic.

But now, Su Zimo is really not interested.

"why?"

After a long silence, Su Zimo raised his head and asked.

"Do you know why I took you into practice?" Dieyue asked rhetorically.

Su Zimo shook his head.

A year ago, when Su Zimo was at his worst and almost lost everything, Dieyue appeared in front of Su Zimo and asked him, "Do you want to practice?"

That scene, that sentence, Su Zimo will never forget all his life.

But Su Zimo didn't know why Dieyue would pass on his demon clan exercises and teach him to practice.

"Two reasons, first, when you met me three years ago, when I was at my weakest, you brought me here to save my life. For the next two years, you made delicious food every day. Food, delivered to my door without interruption, although I ignored you, I remembered it all."

Speaking of this, Dieyue walked away from the bluestone, her temperament changed greatly, exuding a pride that surpassed the sky and the earth, she couldn't look at it, she raised her voice: "I, Dieyue, have never asked anyone in my life, and I have never asked anyone else. I don't owe anyone anything, except you. Teaching you to practice is to end this cause and effect."

Su Zimo was shocked.

Who can guarantee that in his life, he will never ask anyone?

Even immortals can't avoid it.

It is hard to imagine how hard it will be to achieve Dieyue's achievement without asking for help in your life.

"There is another reason, in you, I see the shadow of myself."

Dieyue looked at Su Zimo and said: "You are weak in appearance, but you have a fierce tiger in your heart, but this fierce tiger has been sleeping. A year ago, the departure of your childhood sweetheart and the bullying of the real Canglang made you feel in your heart. This fierce tiger woke up. Do you remember how you reacted when that prankster came to assassinate you a year ago?"

Su Zimo pursed his lips lightly, but did not speak.

"You almost killed him!"

Dieyue continued: "Who can imagine that when a weak scholar holds a sharp knife and has murderous intentions, his eyes are so calm and his wrist is so steady? At that time, in my eyes, you were a piece of uncut jade, and you were born suitable for it. In the cruel and bloody world of self-cultivation."

Su Zimo was a little emotional.

If Dieyue hadn't taken him into practice that day, his second half of his life would probably have died in depression, not to mention the blood feud of the Su family.

Even if he has a fierce tiger in his heart and has no spiritual roots, he is just a tiger without claws.

Seemingly aware of Su Zimo's thoughts, Dieyue frowned slightly, and said with some doubts: "Your aptitude is nothing but lack of spiritual roots. Logically speaking, everyone should be born with spiritual roots, but The distinction between strong and weak. But in this world, many people do not have spiritual roots, which is very strange."

After a pause, Dieyue shook her head again and said, "Forget it, there are secrets hidden in every world. I don't have time to investigate, it's time to go."

Saying that, Dieyue moved and walked outside.

Su Zimo hurriedly jumped out of the barrel, grabbed a piece of clothing and draped it over his body, and chased after him.