Hearing that there was something more powerful than the non-passing-level secret martial arts, Ma Teng was actually a little skeptical in his heart.

After all, if Sang Mu Ying really had such a thing, he wouldn't be mixed up like this.

"You're not going to lie to me, are you?"

Hearing Ma Teng's slightly questioning words, Sang Muying just smiled mysteriously.

"You come with me, and I'll show you what you know."

After speaking, Sang Mu Ying didn't explain anything more, turned around and walked to a small courtyard next to him.

Seeing this, Ma Teng could only stubbornly follow.

Walking into the small yard, Ma Teng was quickly attracted by the nursery in the yard.

I saw that the nursery, which was less than 100 square meters, was neatly planted with a plant similar to wheat, and there were small flowers on it.

As soon as the wind blew, the faint fragrance of flowers reached Ma Teng's mouth and nose, and he suddenly felt that his whole person was much lighter.

"Cover your nose, or I'll be afraid you'll get drunk later."

Sang Mu Ying, who had already pushed open the door, suddenly turned around and reminded.

Hearing this, Ma Teng immediately covered his mouth and nose.

Strange to say, following the mulberry wood eagle into the room, the fragrance of flowers disappeared immediately.

It's just that when he saw the scene in the room clearly, he was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.

In this huge space, which is two or three hundred square meters in size, it is full of all kinds of paper rolls and artwork.

It is densely filled with all kinds of words and data.

And the largest of them are twelve drawings drawing the meridians of the human body.

"I don't understand."

As if sensing Ma Teng's shock, Sang Muying said quite proudly.

"These are the results of my decades of research. If I hadn't put all my energy into these things, I'm afraid I would have been in the Essence Qi Realm by now, and it would not be impossible for the Void Realm to be impossible. ”

"Well, what's the use of all this?"

Ma Teng, who was a little confused, suddenly asked rhetorically.

"It's really playing the piano to the cow." He shook his head helplessly. Sang Muying then picked up a picture scroll from the side.

"This is a third-rate dense martial eagle claw iron cloth shirt. However, it was not originally a third-rate secret martial arts, but was fused by me from two non-streamed secret martial arts eagle claw skills and iron cloth shirts. ”

"This scroll is a bronze statue gong obtained by the fusion of iron crotch gong, iron head gong and golden bell jar."

"This scroll is a lightning cross sword formed by the fusion of lightning thorns and cross swordsmanship."

……

Listening to Sang Muying's introduction, the expression on Ma Teng's face slowly changed from the previous disdain to shock.

He didn't expect that this seemingly inconspicuous old man was actually a super expert specializing in secret martial arts.

Ordinary people don't talk about fusing two different types of secret martial arts, but it is very difficult to improve one secret martial arts.

And he's good, fused one after another.

"Now eighty percent of the secret martial arts of the Demon Suppression Division have flowed out of me. Even the two secret martial arts cultivated by Zhuge Zheng and my kid have been improved by me. ”

After a lot of introductions, Sang Muying finally stopped, while Ma Teng was completely numb.

finally came to his senses, and Ma Teng immediately came to Sang Muying's side as if flattering.

"Hehe, Jiaoxi, can you give me two. I don't want to pass on the grades, just give me two first-class books. ”

At this moment, he looks like he is bargaining with his mother-in-law.

However, in the next second, Sang Muying poured a basin of cold water on his head.

"This is not good, the exercises in this are all the internal property of the Demon Suppression Division, you are not a member of the Demon Suppression Division, I can't teach it to you at will."

"What? Doesn't what you said before count? Ma Teng had such an expression, and looked at Sang Mu Ying with burning eyes.

"The old man naturally won't tell you, I can't teach you these secret martial arts, but I can show you this."

In Ma Teng's puzzled eyes, Sang Muying stretched out his hand and pointed to the twelve pairs of human meridian diagrams that had hung in the middle of the room before.

"These are the patterns on the twelve golden figures excavated from the tomb of the White Emperor five hundred years ago."

"Basically, the slightly larger secret martial arts sects will remain, so it's not a secret."

"It can be said that without these twelve golden figures, there would be no current secret martial arts world."

Hearing this, Ma Teng once again cast a puzzled look at Sang Muying.

"How?"

"Because the secret martial arts we are practicing now, in addition to those created by later generations, ninety percent of them are realized from these twelve golden figures."

"This ......" Ma Teng never imagined that these seemingly ordinary twelve picture scrolls would have such a big origin.

Before he could come back to his senses, Sang Mu Ying suddenly stepped forward, took down all the twelve scrolls from the wall, and handed them to Ma Teng.

"You can take it back and study it yourself, it's up to you what you can realize, don't say that I don't teach you things, old man."

"By the way, don't damage it, otherwise you probably won't be able to leave this Wenshu Monastery."

After continuing to give another instruct, Sang Muying directly drove Ma Teng out of the yard.

Ma Teng, who was holding twelve picture scrolls, didn't react until he walked out of the courtyard gate, and he was actually sent away like this.

"Damn! This is really a master who leads the door to practice and relies on individuals. Others are so bad that they lose this cheats or something, you directly let me realize myself. ”

couldn't help but complain twice, and Ma Teng had no choice but to return to his temporary residence.

After returning to his residence, he immediately couldn't wait to open one of the scrolls.

Glancing at the dense meridian diagram and various annotation symbols on it, he felt that his head was big for a while.

Just as he was about to open the second one to take a look, a crisp system prompt suddenly sounded in his ears.

"After receiving the special cultivation system, the hero skills begin to be unlocked. Packet loss and unlocking failure. Start auto-filling. One percent of the current progress ......"

Hearing this system prompt, Ma Teng was stunned.

I inexplicably unlocked the inscription system before, and now I actually started to unlock hero skills again.

The thought of being able to use the skills in the game made Ma Teng excited.

But when I heard that the packet was lost, my heart immediately chuckled.

But fortunately, the system began to make up for it again, and Ma Teng was relieved.

But before he could completely let go, he saw the system's progress bar stop at 8.3 percent, and then it didn't move.

"Don't give me something wrong at this time."

Ma Teng, who was anxious in his heart, suddenly thought of a possibility. So he reached out and opened the second scroll.

After one more look, the system's progress bar finally started moving again.

After Ma Teng opened the 12-degree picture scroll in turn, the progress bar finally reached 100%.

And then another system prompt sounded in his head.

"The hero skills have been completed, and some of the skills will be put on the shelves in the mall in the form of skill books, please summoners check for themselves."

After knowing this result, Ma Teng's whole person almost jumped with excitement.

Although the system has turned the originally free hero skills into paid skill books and put them on the shelves of the mall. But the thought of him being able to use the powerful skills in those games made his heart beat violently.

With a hint of anticipation, Ma Teng clicked on the system mall.