Wang Cheng stared at his master's mountain-like and thunder-like figure, and did not speak, but he was more determined in his heart to be martial arts, and once again determined that martial arts in Wusheng Mountain was his foundation!

Martial Saint Mountain's martial arts cultivation to the peak, he can comprehend many mysteries of heaven and earth, and integrate the natural power between heaven and earth into his own boxing techniques.

Just like the thunderous majesty of the Changhe Taoist priest's shot.

"Pan Deyun, do you really think that I am still the same as back then?"

Daoist Changhe walked over step by step, looked at Pan Deyun lying on the ground, and said in a cold tone: "You dare to come to my Martial Saint Mountain to spread wilderness, you rough bandits, how do you know the majesty of my Martial Saint Mountain's martial arts?"

Pan Deyun struggled to stand up, only feeling numb all over his body, every bone and every muscle in his body could not exert force, they were all soft, his feet staggered two steps, and he almost stood unsteadily!

"Changhe, you, how can you have this strength?"

Pan Deyun looked at the Changhe Taoist priest and asked in disbelief, his breath floating.

Back then, he and the Changhe Taoist were evenly matched several times, but he knew that the Changhe Taoist was more durable, so he could draw with him.

The reason why he rushed to Wusheng Mountain was that he didn't believe that now that the Changhe Taoist was old and his body could still be so durable, then he would be able to defeat the Changhe Taoist and get the Yellow Emperor's martial arts.

It's a pity, but he never thought that the Changhe Taoist priest no longer takes being beaten as his own ability, after having Wang Cheng as his successor, he constantly burns his qi and blood, forcibly cultivates the Tiangang secret method, and the speed of increasing his strength is also incredible, and it is not much worse than Wang Cheng's cultivation during this time.

It's just that the difference is that Wang Cheng relied on his own comprehension to cultivate step by step, while the Changhe Taoist priest forcibly burned his qi and blood to exert such strength.

Therefore, at this moment, it is the peak that the Changhe Taoist can reach in this life, and every day that passes in the future, his strength will drop a little until his qi and blood are exhausted.

"My Martial Saint Mountain Martial Arts, how can you understand?"

Daoist Changhe glanced at Pan Deyun condescendingly, and said lightly: "Pan Deyun, if you have the courage to come today, then don't go!"

Pan Deyun's body trembled, and he glared at Daoist Changhe: "You dare to kill me?"

"Kill you? It's too cheap for you. ”

Daoist Changhe said disdainfully: "You should enjoy the feelings of the common people who were oppressed by your Green Gang back then. ”

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed, knowing what the master meant, he stepped forward and said, "I will send you to work in the northern coal mine, and they will ensure that you can eat three meals a day." However, if you dare to show any signs of escape, you will be killed on the spot!"

"You dare to bully me like this? Hmph, Changhe, Wang Cheng, I didn't expect that both of your martial saint mountain masters and apprentices were so vicious. However, I am one of the deputy leaders of the Green Gang, and there are many people who know about my visit to your Martial Saint Mountain, and as long as I don't go back on time, they will come to me through diplomatic channels. When the time comes, will the two of you be able to withstand international pressure?"

Pan Deyun said fearlessly, with a somewhat arrogant expression.

"You don't need to worry about that. ”

Wang Cheng shook his head and said, then waved to Lynch and the others outside and shouted: "Come here and take them all away, break one hand and one foot, and then send them to the north to dig coal!"

When their hands and feet are naturally restored, it will be completely wasted.

Several soldiers came over and carried the two who were still alive very quickly, and then there was a scream.

Pan Deyun was also carried out by two soldiers, he barely struggled with his strength, and hurriedly shouted loudly: "Old Dao, as long as you let me go, I will treat today's incident as if it never happened, I swear that I will never enter China again, and I can give you a lot of money......

Wang Cheng and Changhe Taoist Master and Apprentice just watched this scene calmly, neither of them spoke, and watched Pan Deyun and his party all leave, and then the two sat down again.

The old Taoist priest drank the tea in the tea bowl in front of him in one gulp, and his breath was a little wheezing, which showed that the consumption just now was not light.

Just like what Huang Jiu said to Wang Cheng at the beginning, the situation is the same now for the Changhe Daoist, every shot, every breath, is extremely precious, and it can be described as priceless, because it is all consuming life.

It's just that the Changhe Taoist didn't live as long as Huang Jiu, so he didn't have such a deep understanding of this. Moreover, the old Taoist priest did not have Huang Jiu's idea that he must live. He felt that he had no regrets, and his only thought was to make himself stronger, improve his status in the history of Wusheng Mountain, and not to become the weakest one, so he would increase his strength at any cost, even if he died immediately, he didn't care.

Wang Cheng looked at the master, poured another cup of tea for the master, and said in a low voice, "Master, do you know Huang Jiu?"

The movement of the Changhe Taoist priest holding the teacup froze for a moment, then drank it all again, looked at Wang Cheng and said, "Have you seen him?"

Wang Cheng nodded.

Changhe's expression was abrupt, and then he recalled it and said, "If you go to find the Yellow Emperor Martial Arts, it's not strange that he will appear." However, I didn't expect this old guy to be alive, I thought he was dead all these years. When I saw him when I was a child, I heard my master say that he only had a life span of 10 years, but I didn't expect to live to ...... now."

Wang Cheng said with certainty: "Huang Jiu's predecessor is indeed still alive, this time he opened the Yellow Emperor's martial arts secret collection, also to find a way to continue his life, he said that he can live for another fifty years in the future." ”

Syllable!

Daoist Changhe's hand trembled, crushed the tea bowl, and frowned: "Can you live for fifty years?" because of the Yellow Emperor's martial arts?"

Wang Cheng nodded and said, "Yes, he has obtained the Yellow Emperor's martial arts, and he can continue his life for fifty years." I brought back the secret method of the inner family, called Qihuang Neijing, which is a secret method of health preservation that combines the secret method of breathing with the art of traditional Chinese medicine. After I translate it, I will show it to the master, and if you can also understand something from it, maybe you can live longer!"

Daoist Changhe took another bowl and said with relief while pouring tea: "What can I do if I live longer? Even if I live for another hundred years, I will not be able to become the number one in the world, so what's the difference? Moreover, do you think that with the old Taoist comprehension, I need to have a deep understanding of the internal family method and the art of Chinese medicine to practice, and then I can practice?"

Wang Cheng was silent for a moment, he had long known that his master would not be able to comprehend this kind of advanced martial arts.

After all, the old Taoist priest has not even comprehended the pure yang of the Daomen after practicing martial arts all his life, and maybe the old Taoist priest is not suitable for cultivating Daomen martial arts.

"Do you know how long Huang Jiu's predecessor lived?"

Daoist Changhe looked at Wang Cheng and asked.

Wang Cheng thought for a moment and replied, "It should be above one hundred and fifty, right?"

"Huh!"

Daoist Changhe smiled softly, his expression was a little reminiscent, as if he was recalling something, and said: "The two veins of the Five Fowl Sect, since they have suffered heavy losses in the pre-Qin era, they have not participated in any mundane affairs for two thousand years, and their ancestral training is to be a common man. So, they've been traveling outside the martial arts world all along!"

"Disciples of the Huang family, there have always been few disciples of each generation who have concentrated on practicing martial arts and pursuing strength. They are just pursuing inheritance, just for the family to pass on. So Huang Jiu is an exception, he had ordinary qualifications back then, but he had the craziest pursuit of martial arts. He has lived from the Daoguang period to the present, and if he counts his age, he is at least one hundred and fifty years old, or two hundred years old. But it took him more than one hundred and fifty years to comprehend the Innate Secret Realm!"

"If it were me, I wouldn't be alive that long. He was not my master's opponent back then, and he may not be your opponent in the future......"

The Changhe Taoist priest was a little embarrassed.

Huang Jiu pursued the supreme realm of martial arts all his life, but after spending one or two hundred years, he had no chance to become the number one in the world, he was not his master's opponent back then, and he will not be his apprentice's opponent in the future, and now there are still many people in the world who can fight against him!

Thinking of this, the expression of the Changhe Taoist priest was a little proud.

Wang Cheng also has some helplessness about this.

Therefore, everyone with outstanding talent is really a person who is favored by God, and everyone who has talent should cherish it and work hard to make use of it, otherwise people like Huang Jiu will be too pitiful.

Huang Jiu spent one or two hundred years on the strength he possessed, and Wang Cheng thought that he could reach that state in five years at most!

This kind of time consumption gap of dozens of times is indeed unacceptable to many people.

Fortunately, Huang Jiu didn't seem to care about this, and he didn't target Wang Cheng at the beginning, maybe he had seen everything for many years.

Thinking of this, Wang Cheng asked again: "Master, what is the connection between the two major factions of the Five Fowl Sect and our Martial Saint Mountain?"

He still remembered what Huang Jiu said at the beginning, as if there was a big secret between the two!

Daoist Changhe shook his head and said very directly: "As far as I know, there is no connection. Our Wusheng Mountain is a lineage of Taoism, and his Huang family is a lineage of the Yellow Emperor of the Five Bird Sects, perhaps there is some connection in the pre-Qin era, and the martial arts at the beginning of Taoism are also derived from the martial arts of the Yellow Emperor, but after the post-Qin era, there is basically no connection......"

The two emperors of Yan and Huang can be said to be the ancestors of Chinese civilization, unified tribes to establish China, and also established many civilization foundations at that time, writing and martial arts are two of them, and then many martial arts contended by a hundred schools, most of which are extended from the inner martial arts of the two great ancestors of Yan and Huang.

Wang Cheng nodded and didn't ask any more. He guessed that the Taoist priest of Changhe probably didn't know the information.

Immediately, Wang Cheng was ready to go to the Dao to watch and see how Yan Yu copied the boxing book, and by the way, he would say goodbye to them!

However, the Changhe Taoist got up and walked to the statue of the Martial Saint behind him and said, "Wang Cheng, you come with me." ”

Wang Cheng was slightly stunned, got up and walked over.

The Taoist priest of Changhe said as he walked: "Old Dao, I live one day less than one day, I don't know how many days I can live, you have excellent medical skills, unparalleled in the world, and you may know better than myself." Starting tomorrow, Wusheng Mountain will be closed for half a year, and today I will completely hand over Wusheng Mountain to you. ”

Wang Cheng understood in his heart, and asked curiously, "Master, but what is the secret of martial arts?"

Daoist Changhe said proudly: "Yes, my Martial Saint Mountain has one of the four great martial arts secrets of the land of China. When my master Xuanding Zhenren handed it over to me, I still remember the scene at that time!"

"It's a pity that I only started to cultivate the Tiangang Secret Method now, and it is still the Secret Technique of the Fist Book that my master left me back then, not the Martial Arts Secret Treasure that I opened myself, otherwise I would not be qualified to cultivate!"

Speaking of which, the old Taoist priest had never opened the martial arts secret of Wusheng Mountain in his life, and he was not embarrassed to say it in front of his apprentice Wang Cheng, after all, this was a shame!

To open the martial arts secret of Wusheng Mountain, the most basic thing is to have a pure yang foundation in the Dao Gate!

The old Taoist priest practiced martial arts all his life and failed to comprehend it.

Wang Cheng is qualified to open the Martial Arts Secret Vault at this moment, with his Earth Demon Fist Realm, it is enough to open the Tiangang Secret Method, but he pursues perfection, so he does not open it. His plan was to wait for the Earth Demon Fist Method to be cultivated to the peak perfection realm, and then open the Tiangang Secret Method, so that he could cultivate the Earth Demon and Tiangang without flaws.

The master and apprentice walked through the backyard and came to the statue of the martial saint, which is a seemingly inconspicuous hill, with the statue of Taoist Lao Tzu standing at the door, and there are still a few incense pipes in the incense burner in front of the statue emitting green smoke, and every day there are Taoist people who come to clean and offer incense.

And behind the god elephant, there is a stone wall, which does not seem to be anything unusual, it seems to be an ordinary stone wall, and there are some uneven things.

However, the old Taoist priest pointed to this stone wall and said with certainty: "This is the secret place of our martial arts in the Martial Saint Mountain, you can go up and use the pure yang foundation and the Earth Demon Fist method to open it." ”

Wang Cheng took a deep breath and asked, "Master, I'll open it now?"

The Changhe Taoist priest nodded: "Well, open it and take a look, I haven't seen it for decades!"

The old Taoist priest still went in with his master Xuanding Zhenren back then, and then Xuanding Zhenren died, and he couldn't open it with his own strength!

Now, he wanted to go in and have a look again.

Perhaps, this was the last time he went in.

Wang Cheng looked at the master's reminiscence, and there was no nonsense, he immediately stepped forward, stood in front of the stone wall, and began to cultivate the pure yang foundation, as well as the Earth Evil Fist Method!

Now that the pure yang qi and blood in Wang Cheng's body have been comprehended into Zhiyang, the temperature of the qi and blood is higher, and when he cultivates again, his movements are more powerful.

And at this moment, he used his lung veins to urge the qi and blood in his body, and he also had a different feeling, and a scorching breath was bred in his viscera, which made his broken heart veins feel a little itchy, as if he was repairing his heart veins.

However, this is too slow to fix.

WhewW......

Wang Cheng breathed deeply to cultivate the Pure Yang Foundation, and when he punched with the Earth Evil Fist Method, he sensed that his feet seemed to be empty.

Boom Boom!

When the Dacheng realm's Earth Evil Fist method is displayed, there is a feeling that the earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

No, it's really shaking the mountains!

Between the shaking of the stone wall, it slowly rose, and a stone gate appeared. (To be continued.) )