This martial god is too extreme.

Chapter 12: Burial of Immortals!

Chapter 12: Burial of Immortals! (Thanks to Yuan Zhikong Weixiao for the monthly ticket)
Nothingness, annihilation, emptiness, and fragmentation, all causes and results in this world are annihilated under this starry sky.

The myriad worlds and the countless stars in the sky all seem like some unspeakable toy.

That brilliant and majestic figure, with the galaxy as its stage and the heavens as its performance, constantly changes its posture. Every movement and every breath carries with it unspeakable power.

These actions were firmly engraved in Su Tu's mind.

He could feel the horror of this skill. Every time he followed the figure's movements, the blood and bones in his body were constantly transforming. He could even hear the sound of blood vessels tearing in his body.

Intense pain instantly swept through Su Tu's body, but his expression remained as calm and indifferent as before.

Finally, the majestic figure stopped all movements and stood straight in the universe, like a spear, piercing through the stars and the world.

Finally, everything around him began to fade away, and Su Tu realized that he was about to leave here.

Everything here is an illusion created by that original power.

Now that I have memorized the skill, I will naturally leave this illusion.

"Thank you, senior." Su Tu whispered to the figure.

The one who teaches is the teacher. Although this figure was only a manifestation of the basic skills, in Su Tu's eyes, he did teach him an amazing basic skill and was worthy of being called a senior.

The next moment, Su Tu's figure disappeared in the galaxy like bubbles.

The lonely galaxy was still swaying, and that figure stood there. However, above that figure, two brilliant suns appeared out of thin air, like a pair of eyes!
He, no, it should be called Him!

He looked at the direction where Su Tu had left and let out a soft sigh. This sigh sounded like a thousand years of sorrow and eternal sadness. Wherever the sound reached, the sky was dyed with sorrow. In the darkness, it seemed as if tens of millions of living beings were crying at the same time.

"The immortals will not perish with the gods." Every time he spoke, the light behind him became brighter.
"The sky is falling" His last words seemed to have triggered some kind of rule, and only three words could be uttered.

As He uttered these words, a dilapidated palace appeared behind Him. Everything in the palace had decayed and collapsed.

The huge palace gate covered with dark red moss was covered with eyeballs looking around. The plaque above the palace gate had been corroded by the dark red, and only a broken word could be vaguely seen.
南.
When Su Tu opened his eyes again, he was greeted by waves of indescribable severe pain. Veins bulged on his forehead, his skin turned red all over, and he felt extremely hot, as if a fire was boiling his blood.

It's just like a thousand ants gnawing at your heart, peeling off your veins and stretching your tendons.

Zhou Wuliang looked at Su Tu who had opened his eyes, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He knew too well the pain of practicing Ben Qi for the first time. He once claimed to be as tough as a rock, but he still wailed in pain during his first practice of Ben Qi.

The young man in front of him had veins bulging and his skin was boiling. It was obvious that he had reached his limit, but he did not utter a word of pain.

"Don't you feel any pain?" Zhou Wuliang asked curiously.

"It hurts." Just after saying this one word, sweat broke out on Su Tu's forehead.

"Why don't you scream in pain?" Zhou Wuliang looked at his student.

Su Tu didn't reply for a long while. After a long while, he seemed to get used to the pain and said, "Will it stop hurting if you scream?"

After hearing this, Zhou Wuliang felt even more satisfied with Su Tu.

Not only does he have such incredible physical qualifications, but he also has such perseverance and insight. If this boy grows up, he can almost foresee that in the future there will be a bright sun above the galaxy, shining brightly in the galaxy.

At this time, Su Tu had no interest in Zhou Wuliang's thoughts.

He now had a strange sense. As long as he thought about it, he could see the situation inside his body. He saw a thick green aura constantly flowing through the blood vessels in his body, and there was a vague feeling that something was growing in his body.

Soon, the thing seemed to be completely conceived successfully, and a very faint "seedling" appeared in Su Tu's body.

"With Qi generated in your body, you are now qualified to practice martial arts." Zhou Wuliang withdrew his hand at this time, and he stood up and sat back on the armchair.

Su Tu no longer felt any pain. Instead, he just felt that his body was full and his physical condition was much better than before. Especially the extra "seedling" in his body was extremely magical, as if it was nourishing his body all the time.

"From today on, you will officially embark on the path of martial arts. You must diligently practice this skill every day and try to infuse the Qi into the acupoints throughout your body. Once you succeed in infusing the Qi, you will enter the first stage of the martial arts realm."

"Thank you, teacher. I don't know what you want me to do!" Su Tu felt the changes in himself and looked at Zhou Wuliang with gratitude. He had lived two lives and always asked himself three questions before encountering things: why me, why me, and how could it be me?
Zhou Wuliang was a little too good to him. Although he came with the so-called red seal, neither the seventh-level basic skills nor the tattered booklet were ordinary things.

Su Tu didn't believe that the other party would provide such support to every student.

You have to know that he is just a student, not a disciple. When Li Hu was guiding him before, through casual chatting, he already knew the difference between a disciple and a student.

Students are just people who learn martial arts, and they only learn fist and foot skills. It is a great favor to be able to teach the skills. Disciples are future successors, and their lives, property, and future honor and disgrace are all tied to their master.

Su Tu knew that Lin Feiyang was a powerful person, but he didn't think that just based on his reputation, Zhou Wuliang would treat him like this.

Zhou Wuliang was slightly stunned when he heard Su Tu's words.

"Does this kid think I have something for him to do?"

"That's a clever idea."

But Su Tu did misunderstand Zhou Wuliang. People who are familiar with Zhou Wuliang know that he is a man who loves talents very much. Whenever he meets a genius in the galaxy, he can't help but give him some guidance. Because of this, he is particularly popular in the galaxy.

And now seeing that Su Tu has such a physical talent, plus he is his seventh student, it is his lucky number seven! !
That's why he did so much.

But since Su Tu asked this, Zhou Wuliang immediately acted mysterious and tapped the table lightly with his palm.

"There are ten places in the North Sea, and I want you to take one of them!!"

Hearing this, Su Tu said without any hesitation: "I will definitely do my best!"

Su Tu himself wanted to see what the martial arts exam was like, and now that it coincided with Zhou Wuliang's requirements, he was naturally happy to do it.

"Okay, today is your first foundation, go back and have a rest. Come over after school every day. How are your grades?"

"The results are pretty good, acceptable." Su Tu said modestly.

"Well, it doesn't matter what you learn, but the key is 'learning'. Once you enter the level, you will know what I mean.

Su Tu thought that he would have to spend every day in the martial arts gym in the future and had made plans to ask for leave, but he did not expect that Zhou Wuliang would ask him to continue attending classes during the day.

You probably don't understand a lot of information. I'll ask Li Hu to send you a website that has most of the information about martial arts. You can check it out."

"Go ahead. I won't see you off." Zhou Wuliang waved his hand.

Su Tu bowed politely and left the room.

As soon as he walked out of the room, Zhou Wuliang, who had been looking mysterious, suddenly collapsed. He looked exactly like Li Hu before, like a programmer whose body had been hollowed out.

"What kind of monster is this kid? He was just guiding me, but he almost took away my time. Although we will be suppressed on the ancestral star, this is too exaggerated."

“I don’t know what he realized from that technique.” Zhou Wuliang laid down like Ge You, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

He looked at the table and suddenly realized something. He forced himself to stand up and knocked on it six more times before he was satisfied.

"Why don't you go ask him?" A harsh voice sounded at this time. The man in black mist was sitting on the armchair next to Zhou Wuliang, but Su Tu didn't see him from beginning to end.

“Oh, what I learned from it, no one can take it away. What’s the point of asking?” Zhou Wuliang replied.

There was a martial arts genius who coveted the original skill and forcibly snatched the original skill posture from a genius who had realized it. After that, he only practiced a few steps and his soul was destroyed, and his body was covered with dark red eyes.
After coming out of Zhou Wuliang's room, Su Tu found Li Hu, asked for some information, and prepared to leave.

It is worth mentioning that he met his classmates on the road. Unlike what Su Tu had imagined, they did not have the arrogance of children from wealthy families. Instead, there was a deliberate tone of intent in the way they spoke to him.

But Su Tu didn't care too much. When he came out of the martial arts gym, there were still many people waiting outside.

As he walked home, he uttered three words: "Burial of Immortals!"

(End of this chapter)

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