Du Shaofu did not meet anyone on his way back to the Du residence, probably because many people had gathered outside to watch the commotion, so he went straight back to his own courtyard.
In fact, even if Du Shaofu met the people of the Du family, even the servants and guards, they would not pay any attention to Du Shaofu, the young master of the Du family. All these years, Du Shaofu had been a transparent existence in the entire Du family.
Although he was a transparent existence, the place Du Shaofu lived in was not bad. It was an extremely spacious courtyard, and there were not many courtyards like this in the entire Du family. Only a few respected elders of the Du family had the right to live there.
Du Shaofu was able to live in such a courtyard because of his father. If not for his father being the third brother of the current head of the Du family, he would not have received such treatment all these years. Just based on the title of 'Foolish Young Master' on his head, he would not have had the chance to live in such a courtyard.
Du Shaofu went to the courtyard and saw a familiar drunk man sleeping soundly on a wicker chair, hugging a wine gourd in his arms, unwilling to let go.
"Father, why are you drunk here again?"
Du Shaofu walked over and looked at the drunk man whose face was partially covered by his messy hair. His clear eyes were filled with heartache.
For sixteen years, Du Shaofu's most vivid memory of his father, Du Tingxuan, was of his father hugging a wine gourd in the courtyard and staring at the sky, the smell of alcohol filling the air, before falling asleep in a drunken stupor.
"Shaofu, you're back. Are you hungry? Go to the kitchen and find something to eat."
Du Tingxuan woke up in a daze. He raised his hand to rub his drowsy eyes and sat up from the rattan chair. As he spoke, the smell of alcohol came out of his mouth. He was slightly taller than Du Shaofu, but was similarly thin. From his messy hair, one could faintly see that if it wasn't for the smell of alcohol that filled the air, his face would be extremely heroic.
"Father, I'm not hungry. Let me help you to your room to rest."
Du Shaofu stepped forward to help his father, but was stopped by Du Tingxuan, who stood up and shook the wine gourd in his hand. He smiled and said, "No need, there's no more wine. I'll go buy some."
As his voice fell, Du Tingxuan dragged his drunken body and staggered out of the courtyard, leaving Du Shaofu standing alone in the courtyard.
For as long as he could remember, Du Shaofu remembered that the wine gourd was something that his father never let go of. As for his mother, to Du Shaofu, she was a complete stranger and he had no recollection of her.
After standing quietly for a while, Du Shaofu found a mouthful of water in the hall and drank it, then directly returned to his room.
In the room, Du Shaofu sat cross-legged and formed a seal with his hands. A wave of Xuan Qi suddenly surged out from his body, and within his palms, there seemed to be mysterious runes that were about to burst out. He murmured, "This mysterious technique is really not weak. Fortunately, I only used it slightly."
A slight smile appeared on Du Shaofu's face. Du Shaofu had just used a move that he had comprehended from the ancient stone tablet in the past ten years. However, he had only used a little strength. Therefore, he was even more shocked by the mysterious move.
Only Du Shaofu himself was clearly aware that the mysterious move within the stone tablet wasn't just capable of restoring his Martial Veins, it was also capable of cultivating Profound Energy. Most importantly, even though it was only a single move, it was all-encompassing and possessed boundless transformations. It was incomparably miraculous and overbearing.
However, Du Shaofu was now in a rather awkward situation. He had Xuan Qi in his body, but he did not have any cultivation realm.
Although that technique could restore his martial veins and cultivate Xuan Qi in his body, it was not a cultivation technique after all. It could not allow him to have a cultivation realm.
In other words, Du Shaofu now had Xuan Qi in his body, but strictly speaking, he could not even be considered a Houtian warrior at the first level.
In this world, martial artists were divided into Houtian warriors and Xiantian warriors. Only when one entered the Xiantian level could one be considered a true warrior. However, most people could stay in the Houtian level for their entire lives and not enter the Xiantian level. It was enough to show that even if one could cultivate, the Xiantian level was not something that anyone could enter.
Although he had been unable to cultivate, he was born in a martial arts family. In addition, he did not waste any time these years. Du Shaofu was also clear about his current situation. The Houtian level was divided into nine levels, but with the Xuan Qi in his body, coupled with the mystery of the mysterious technique, he was afraid that facing the eighth or ninth level of the Houtian level would not be a problem.
"My martial veins have recovered a little. Since I can already cultivate, I should go to the Martial Arts Tower tomorrow to find a set of cultivation techniques to cultivate."
Du Shaofu pondered in his heart. He didn't know where the moves after that mysterious move were, and he didn't know how to cultivate them. Therefore, at present, he could only cultivate a set of cultivation methods first to raise his realm.
Without the realm, the mysterious technique could have such power. Once the realm was increased, the mysterious technique would definitely become more and more powerful. This made Du Shaofu's heart very much look forward to.
"Continue to comprehend the mysterious technique."
After making a decision in his heart, Du Shaofu condensed his hand seals, closed his eyes, and began to enter a state of comprehension.
Although ten years had passed, Du Shaofu's comprehension of the first technique hidden in the ancient stone tablet had reached a small success. However, he also knew that the mysterious technique had only reached a small success and had not yet comprehended it to a perfect level.
Ten years ago, Du Shaofu was tested to be born with a crippled meridian. It was impossible for him to have any achievements on the road of martial cultivation. This made Du Shaofu unable to accept it from the depths of his heart. He rushed out of the Du Family's house in the midst of a storm and wanted to vent his anger in front of the stone tablet.
Who knew that when a thunderbolt struck the stone tablet, the stone tablet was unharmed. However, the thunderbolt that landed on the stone tablet seemed to have been transferred through the stone tablet and struck Du Shaofu's body.
After three days, Du Shaofu woke up. During the three days that he was unconscious, in fact, he had entered a wonderful state of comprehension. When the thunderbolt struck, the mysterious talisman engravings within the ancient stone tablet appeared in his mind along with the thunderbolt.
At first, Du Shaofu did not know what those mysterious talisman engravings were. However, in that wonderful state, Du Shaofu felt as if he had been enlightened. Finally, he learned that it was actually a powerful technique. That mysterious technique was actually specially prepared for people with crippled meridians.
Martial Veins were divided into nine grades. Grade one was the lowest and Grade nine was the highest. The higher the grade of the Martial Vein, the greater the achievements on the road of martial cultivation. This was the unchanging law of the world for countless years, and also an unchanging fact.
The Martial Vein that Du Shaofu had examined was a crippled meridian. A crippled Martial Vein without a grade could be said to be unable to have any achievements on the road of martial cultivation. It was possible to practice some useless techniques to strengthen the body.
That mysterious technique allowed Du Shaofu to see hope from the bottom of the valley. The technique that he comprehended could actually repair the Martial Vein and allow people with crippled Martial Veins to cultivate.
Du Shaofu once again went under the stone tablet. In Du Shaofu's eyes, the cracks on the stone tablet were no longer simple cracks. Instead, they were mysterious engravings related to the human body.
Those cracks were like the dense meridians in the human body. They were incomparably profound and incomparably wonderful. In the end, one could comprehend and cultivate that mysterious technique.
Du Shaofu was immersed in that kind of comprehension. He was like a fish that had entered the boundless sea, unable to find the exit.
After a full ten years, Du Shaofu finally comprehended that mysterious technique. From his comprehension, he also learned that this mysterious technique should not be just that. There should be a second and third technique behind it. However, in the ancient stone tablet of the Du Family, there was only the first technique.
In the room, as he comprehended, Du Shaofu gradually entered a state of selflessness …
Early in the morning, everything was silent. Traces of light appeared on the horizon in the east, carefully soaking the light blue sky. The first ray of sunlight pierced through the darkness before dawn, crossing the mountains and the sea, and finally enveloping the stone city.
Du Shaofu also woke up. When he opened his eyes, his vision was pitch-black. However, his body was incomparably light, as if his marrow and meridians had been cleansed. It was indescribably comfortable.
"Ka ka!"
As if he was already used to it, Du Shaofu stretched out his hand and pushed upwards. The sound of stone plates rubbing against each other rang out. Then, a stone lid slid open. Du Shaofu stood up and appeared inside a stone coffin.
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