Eternal Sacred King Chapter 12: Night talk

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The ground shook irregularly, and the hoofs were thundering.

As the sun went down, a group of armored cavalry armed with spears charged into Pingyang Town aggressively.

“Quick, quick!”

Liu Yu kept urging, sweating on her forehead and looking anxious.

It has been nearly three hours since Su Zimo left Su Mansion. Even the calm and calm Uncle Zheng has endless worry in his eyes.

“Huh?”

Liu Yu’s eyes narrowed, only to see a few people not far away with pale faces, fleeing hurriedly towards this side, seeming to be greatly frightened.

“These people are the guards of the Zhao family!” Liu Yu had murderous intentions in her heart, and she wanted to direct her men to surround them.

Zheng Bo suddenly said: “Don’t worry about them, go to Zhao’s house to save people first!”

On the way from entering Pingyang Town to Zhao’s house, Zheng Bo and the others met more than a dozen experts in the arena, each of them looked terrified and ran out desperately.

“What happened?”

Zheng Bo and Liu Yu were uneasy in their hearts.

Not long after, Zheng Bo and Liu Yu led hundreds of cavalry to the door of Zhao’s house. Just as they were about to break in, the door of Zhao’s house suddenly opened.

A man and a woman came out.

The girl’s eyes were covered with several layers of cloth strips, and there were sporadic blood droplets on them.

The man’s clothes were in tatters, all stained red with blood. He held a long bloodstained knife in his left hand, and supported the woman in his right hand as he slowly walked out of Zhao’s house.

Everyone’s eyes subconsciously passed the couple and landed in the Zhao family courtyard.

It was a horrific, unforgettable sight.

In the courtyard, there are corpses scattered all over the place, scarlet blood still flowing quietly in the stone crevices. The broken arm was still twitching unconsciously.

Death fills the air, blood fills the sky!

This is a tragic and gloomy hell!

The man was covered in blood, holding a long sword, as if he was a murderer who had just come out of hell.

But the eyes were still clear, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the man’s slightly delicate and tender face, casting a mysterious brilliance.

Hundreds of cavalry, silent!

Even the fierce horses under everyone seemed to be deterred by an invisible aura, bowing their heads and keeping silent.

At this time, Su Zimo made everyone feel a little unfamiliar and a little familiar.

Su Xiaoning seemed to sense something, she tore off the cloth in front of her, and couldn’t help but turn her head to look at the Zhao family compound.

Su Zimo stretched out her palm, blocking her eyes, and said softly, “Don’t look, go home and rest, forget what happened today.”

“Uncle Zheng, Uncle Liu, send Xiao Ning home.” Su Zimo’s tone sounded calm, but for some reason, everyone present felt panicked.

Uncle Zheng nodded, and Liu Yu quickly stepped forward to help Su Xiaoning on the horse, and personally escorted him to the Su residence.

After watching Liu Yu and the others leave, Su Zimo walked away slowly, his footsteps were a little heavy, leaving a string of **** footprints behind him, shocking.

“Second son, you…”

Su Zimo waved his back to everyone and said, “Don’t follow me.”

Hundreds of cavalry stood motionless, and no one questioned or objected.

Until Su Zimo disappeared at the end of the long street, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

In the face of this seemingly weak second son of the Su family, these warriors who have experienced the killing of iron and blood have a feeling of being overwhelmed.

“Mr. Zheng, almost all of the people inside are dead. Among them, there are more than a dozen innate masters, including the two patriarchs of Zhao and Li!” Yuchihuo ran out of the Zhao family compound and whispered.

There was an uproar.

Seeing the terrifying scene in the Zhao family’s compound, even though everyone had been prepared, no one would have imagined that in just half a day, more than a dozen innate masters would be buried here!

More importantly, the death of Zhao and Li’s two patriarchs resulted in the loss of hundreds of other players in the arena. These two families were effectively removed from Pingyang Town.

These people were all killed by the Second Young Master?

This is the doubt in everyone’s mind.

Yu Chihuo frowned and said, “Mr. Zheng, I heard what the eldest son and Liu Yu said before. Three months ago, the second son seemed to be barely able to compete with the masters in the early days of the innate. How come three months ago? , he has become so terrifying?”

Mr. Zheng looked complicated and sighed: “We keep some secrets and never mention them. Our second son, I’m afraid there are many secrets too.”

Su Zimo returned to his mansion, and the moment he closed the door, his face showed deep exhaustion.

The wounds on his body were painful even though there was not much blood loss. What’s more, during these three hours, Su Zimo had been fighting, without a moment’s rest, his muscles were already numb and swollen.

Su Zimo paused for a while before entering the training ground.

In the past six months, Su Zimo found that he had an inexplicable dependence on the practice ground. When he came back here, he felt like returning home.

Dieyue is still sitting on the bluestone, her expression is indifferent, and she doesn’t even look at Su Zimo.

But I don’t know when, the wooden barrel has been filled with dark medicinal liquid, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.

Su Zimo threw away the Thunder-Bending Saber, dragged his heavy body, and climbed into the wooden barrel, feeling the coldness brought by the medicinal liquid, but his heart was warm.

Unconsciously, Su Zimo fell asleep.

After half a year of cultivation, the breathing method of the Body Tempering Sutra has become a habit. Even in his sleep, Su Zimo is still cultivating, absorbing the essence of the medicinal liquid and tempering his flesh.

In this fight, Su Zimo really touched the threshold of flesh and blood fossils.

If Su Zimo was awake, he would be surprised to find that the wound on his body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the one hand, it comes from the powerful regeneration power of flesh and blood after cultivating the Body Tempering Sutra, on the other hand, it comes from the endless essence in the medicinal liquid.

This time, the absorption is much faster than usual!

After only three hours of sleep, Su Zimo woke up, the previous fatigue was swept away, and his body was full of strength.

Su Zimo’s heart moved, and he went to touch the injured spot today, but he didn’t find any scars, only smooth skin like jade!

“What a powerful healing ability!” Su Zimo was secretly shocked.

At the same time, Su Zimo’s spiritual light flashed, secretly running the mental method of flesh and blood fossils.

Su Zimo could clearly feel that his muscles were instantly tense, and every inch of flesh and blood was squeezed together, without any gaps, as hard as a rock.

“This is a blessing in disguise.”

Su Zimo thought secretly: “If there is no stimulation of such trauma, in a short period of time, I am afraid it will be difficult to understand the profound meaning of the flesh and blood fossils.”

Su Zimo got up and said to Dieyue, “I’ll go out.”

Dieyue seems to be closing her eyes and resting as if she has never heard of it.

Su Zimo walked out of the training ground, returned to the house, changed into a green shirt, and went straight to the Su Mansion.

Su Zimo felt a bit of anger in his heart about what happened today, not for the Zhao and Li family, but for the people in the Su family and his elder brother Su Hong.

At this time, the night was dark and there was no one on the long street. Su Zimo performed the ploughing steps and ran wildly. After a while, he came to Su Mansion.

The door to the Su Mansion was not closed, but was left open.

Su Zimo pondered for a while and walked to Uncle Zheng’s residence.

The courtyard is not big, and there is a round stone table in the middle. Uncle Zheng sat there, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

“Second Young Master, you are still here.” Uncle Zheng sighed with emotion.

Su Zimo sat at the stone table, looked at Uncle Zheng’s eyes, and said solemnly: “Since Uncle Zheng knows my intention, why should Uncle Zheng hide it?”

Uncle Zheng smiled wryly and shook his head.

“From childhood to adulthood, eldest brother did not allow us to learn martial arts, sent us to study outside, and did not allow us to intervene in the family’s business… There are too many things, eldest brother is intentionally or unintentionally keeping me and Xiao Ning away from the Su family. , Xiao Ning’s mind is pure and can’t feel it yet, but I have already noticed it.”

Su Zimo said softly: “If Xiao Ning had practiced martial arts earlier, maybe there would be nothing wrong today. I can see that the people behind Uncle Zheng today are all experienced masters. The family has such a power, why not show it earlier? What business is the eldest brother doing, just selling horses? Why did he go to Yan country to do business, not in Daqi country?”

Uncle Zheng looked embarrassed, but he stopped talking.

The two were relatively silent, and the atmosphere became extremely depressed.

Su Zimo’s speech was astonishing, and suddenly said: “My parents were killed by someone, right?”

Zheng Bo’s expression changed, and he returned to normal in an instant.

“Uncle Zheng, Zimo is no longer the weak scholar he used to be. I believe you can see that, what is the Su family afraid of? Who is the enemy of the Su family, tell me!” Su Zimo held Uncle Zheng’s arm , with a cold light in his eyes.

Uncle Zheng sighed: “Second Young Master, it’s not that I don’t want to say it. It’s not that I don’t want to say it. It’s not good for you to say it. You are indeed different from before, you have become stronger, and you can even kill many innate masters, but… …”

After a short pause, Uncle Zheng shook his head and said, “But that is only the power of mortals after all.”

Familiar words, deja vu.

Half a year ago, before she left, Shen Mengqi told Su Zimo that even if you practice martial arts in the future, you can reach the realm of acquired and innate, it is only the power of mortals, and is vulnerable in front of immortals!

Su Zimo understood the meaning of Zheng Bo’s words.

He just didn’t expect that many years ago, the enemy of the Su family was the legendary cultivator.

And Su Zimo himself, by accident, also offended Jin Dan Zhenren. All of this seems to be fate.

“What is the realm of the Su family’s enemy? Qi cultivator? Foundation cultivator, or Jindan real person?” Su Zimo asked indifferently.

I have heard Dieyue say for a long time that in the practice, the mortals in the Qi Condensation Realm are called Qi Practitioners. The cultivator, the Golden Core Realm is only worthy of the title of ‘real person’.

“You…”

Zheng Bo obviously did not expect that Su Zimo knew these terms of practice, and was surprised.

After a while, Uncle Zheng said, “The cultivators of the foundation and the real people of Jindan are too far away from us. Even the qi cultivators are definitely not something that ordinary mortals can resist.”

“Although you can kill the innate masters now, in the face of Qi trainers, even a layer of Qi trainers is enough to kill you.”

Su Zimo frowned slightly.

Su Zimo naturally did not believe what Zheng Bo said.

According to Dieyue’s words, cultivating demons is also a type of cultivating Taoism, and it will never be weaker than the three schools of immortals, Buddhas, and demons.

He has now completed the body quenching chapter of the Twelve Demons of the Great Wilderness. Could it be that he can’t even get a first-level Qi trainer?

What’s more, the two fights in half a year have greatly boosted Su Zimo’s confidence.

“Uncle Zheng, you mean that if I have the power to kill Qi practitioners, you will tell me everything and stop hiding it?” Su Zimo asked again.

“This…” Uncle Zheng said hesitantly, “Second Young Master, you have no spiritual roots, you can only be a mortal in your life, and you will never be able to compete with immortals.”

Su Zimo sneered, remembering what Dieyue had said, and said casually: “What kind of **** immortals are Qi practitioners, even Jindan real people don’t dare to pretend to be immortals!”

When Dieyue said this sentence, Su Zimo was shocked for a while by the arrogance and contempt for the world.

Today’s Uncle Zheng has the same expression, opening his mouth slightly, his face full of shock.

“Let’s wait for the eldest son to come back and talk about this matter.” Uncle Zheng finally let go.

“Okay, I’ll ask him when Big Brother comes back.”

Su Zimo didn’t stop, turned around and left.

       

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