Why must he major in magic fighting? Mr. Zeng even threatened his life.
What is magic fighting? Could it be that apart from magic fighting, demon cultivators can also practice other things?
Looking at the confused and doubtful young man in front of him, Mr. Zeng shouted sharply: "Promise me!"
This old man Zeng was so powerful that when he shouted angrily, Du Xuan was so shocked that he subconsciously took three steps back.
However, how could Du Xuan, who was already stubborn, give in so easily? He held his head high, tried hard to suppress the fear in his heart, and asked: "Tell me first, what is magic fighting? What kind of magic can you practice?"
Zeng Lao was startled. He didn't expect that this little boy could have such determination. He was really good! Then he chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll tell you first. Demonic cultivation is different from martial cultivation. There are actually two types.
One of the paths of cultivation is alchemy. The disciples of Moyuan in Du Mansion, as well as Du Ziwei, the elder of Du Mansion, all practice alchemy."
"As for alchemy, it is subdivided into refining medicine and refining weapons. There is not much difference. They are both skills learned by women. The second is magic fighting. Magic fighting is the right way! What is magic fighting? The key is
The word "fight" means to fight with the sky, to fight with the ferocious beasts, to fight with the people, to fight with the martial arts practitioners!"
Hearing this, Du Xuan's eyes lit up and he blurted out: "Isn't that Mo Dou like a martial artist?"
"Yes." Mr. Zeng looked at Du Xuan's expression and understood in his heart, "Although the road of magic fighting is not easy, you must promise me that in the future, you can only major in magic fighting."
Du Xuan snorted coldly, what is there to learn about alchemy? He said without hesitation: "You don't need to say more, I am naturally majoring in magic fighting."
"Haha." Mr. Zeng was startled, then laughed heartily and said, "Okay, okay! I really saw the right person. Haha, okay!"
Du Xuan snorted coldly and didn't bother to pay attention.
Like Grandpa Wei or the disciples of Du Fu Demon Garden, who spend their whole day healing people's wounds and refining elixirs?
Boring!
Besides, can I, Du Xuan, regain the recognition of my father and family with just practicing martial arts? Can I, Du Xuan, be loved by my father and grandfather and become a pillar of the Du family?
Just practicing magic can make me, Du Xuan, admired by all the people in the world. Can I, Du Xuan, reach the pinnacle of cultivation?
cannot!
Of course you can't just practice magic! You can only fight, you can only fight! Fight on the front line for the Du Mansion! Only then did this become possible.
Is this road difficult to walk?
Ha, Du Xuan sneered, when had he ever been afraid!
Of course Du Xuan knew the status of a demon cultivator. The demon cultivator disciples in Du Mansion were only a little better than a loser like him. Compared with martial cultivators, they were still far behind.
From a martial arts genius to a useless person, Du Xuan has enjoyed a lot, and has had enough. He doesn't want to be ridiculed by the world anymore, and he doesn't want to disappoint his father and grandfather again.
As for Mr. Zeng, seeing Du Xuan being so determined, he was naturally excited and excited.
Then, continuing what he just said, he said: "This pill was just refined by me. Although it has not been used yet, there should be no problem. And the Overlord Pill you took before is the only one among the Overlord Pills."
On the surface, it actually kills the martial energy and seals the meridians. Speaking of which, I haven't given it a name yet, so let's call it Little Overlord Pill."
"Hmph!" Du Xuan snorted heavily. This was obviously specially made to harm me.
"Haha, okay, take this Mo Sheng Pill again, then put your hands flat with your palms erect." After speaking, Mr. Zeng gave Du Xuan another Mo Sheng Pill.
After Du Xuan took it, he carefully placed his palms against it, and the demonic energy from his body came out one after another and penetrated into Du Xuan's meridians.
"My technique is a unique skill of demonic energy, Wanku Ling. It was originally used to heal seriously injured martial or demonic cultivators, repair their meridians, and stimulate the weak spiritual energy in the body. Oh, this spiritual energy is very useful for martial cultivators
It is martial energy, and for demon cultivators, it is demonic energy." Mr. Zeng closed his eyes slightly, and while speaking, he used Wanku Ling.
After a stick of incense.
Du Xuan seemed to feel that the originally atrophied meridians were slowly returning to life, and something different from martial energy was slowly produced in the meridians. Thinking about it, it must be demonic energy.
There was more and more demonic energy, but it did not flow randomly. It only moved within a small range of the meridians. Then, the demonic energy slowly gathered more and more. In the end, it was even more than the amount of demonic energy that Mr. Zeng had entered his body.
More dense and thick.
After a while.
Zeng Lao withdrew the demonic energy, but his face showed an incredible look of shock. He laughed out loud and said: "Incredible, incredible! The demonic energy is so strong, even stronger than me! Haha, haha! Master, uncle, demon cultivator
There is hope, there is really hope for me as a demon cultivator! Hahaha."
Du Xuan ignored Mr. Zeng's crazy laughter and slowly opened his eyes. Over the past few months, a smile of relief finally appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The sky has eyes, I, Du Xuan, can finally practice Taoism again! Just wait, wait for me, Du Xuan, to get back everything that once belonged to me.
Then, Du Xuan closed his eyes again and channeled the demonic energy in his body. He suddenly discovered that this demonic energy was much easier to control than the martial energy. In just a dozen breaths, he completely controlled the demonic energy.
The layer ran for a week.
Then, the demonic energy was divided into two parts, and the two demonic energies circulated around the eight extraordinary meridians again. Then, the two parts were divided into four, and they also circulated smoothly throughout the entire sky.
Mr. Zeng on the side finally calmed down, but slowly frowned and looked at Du Xuan strangely. Why did it take so long for this kid to circulate the demonic energy?
After a long while, Du Xuan opened his eyes and looked at Mr. Zeng in front of him. His eyes were full of murderous intent. Suddenly, the demonic energy in his body was agitated. He wanted to get up and hit the tiger out of the mountain with one palm, piercing the old man's throat with one palm.
However, when I moved my right hand slightly, I felt no strength at all.
Du Xuan suddenly realized that this was demonic energy, not martial energy.
"This demonic energy is much easier to control than the martial energy. Why does it take so long for you to run for a week?" Mr. Zeng didn't know that Du Xuan wanted to kill it immediately, but he still asked with such concern.
The splitting of the demonic energy into two is the secret of the Mountain Sea Fire Scroll.
The Mountain and Sea Fire Scroll is another qi technique given by Du Zhimu when Du Xuan was practicing martial arts. It is currently the top qi technique in the Du family. Now, even if Du Xuan no longer practices martial arts, he should keep the Du family's qi technique.
secret.
So, Du Xuan rolled his eyes and snorted: "I am very stupid, so it will naturally take longer."
Of course Mr. Zeng didn't believe it, but he didn't bother to worry about it and said: "Now, you are a demon cultivator. I'd better tell you about this demon cultivator."
"Today, the power of demonic cultivators is getting weaker and weaker, just because most of the demonic cultivators are practicing alchemy, and there are few demonic cultivators who practice magic fighting. Even in the so-called magic cultivating holy land, Demon Valley, there are only disciples who major in magic fighting.
There are only a handful of them." After Mr. Zeng finished speaking, he sat at the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp.
There are only a handful of disciples majoring in magic fighting?
Du Xuan wondered, what's the point of just practicing martial arts? Isn't it just for martial arts cultivators? Is it more tempting than killing ferocious beasts and rushing to the front line of the battlefield?