(Second update.) Tomorrow's second watch)

"Let's go, boy Wu, accompany my old man for a walk, let's talk as we go, how about it?" asked Vice Dean Yan with a serious face.

After speaking, he waved his hand to the mentors behind him, and under the leadership of Tang Yunjie, a group of mentors left quietly.

After walking quietly for a while, neither of them spoke, and just as Wu Potian was about to speak, Vice President Yan suddenly coughed violently again:

cough cough cough cough ......

After coughing violently for a while, Vice Dean Yan said apologetically: "Wu boy, the old man is old after all, and if he unseals it a little, he can't stand it anymore, it's really unforgiving, I want to think about it back then, hey......"

Looking at Vice Dean Yan's hard cough, Wu Potian was a little puzzled, this violent cough must have been caused by an injury to the lung meridian in the process of practicing and fighting, this injury can be completely self-healed with Vice Dean Yanhua's ability, is there anything hidden in this?

"This ...... There is a sentence I have always wanted to ask Vice Dean Yan, it shouldn't be difficult to cure your cough, I don't know why?" Wu Potian looked at him steadily, as if Vice Dean Yan had an answer written on his face.

Hearing this, Vice Dean Yan's faint old eyes shot a very cold light, and he said in a flat and cold tone: "Just cough, I want to treat it, it is not difficult, but I don't want to do it, because this involves my personal secret, I have sworn that I will never heal my injury without taking revenge, and the old man will let this injury stay on his body, always be vigilant and forge ahead." Avenge my son!

Hum. The revenge of killing the son will not be avenged for a day. The old man will not close his eyes even if he dies! I must kill them all and take revenge, and my enemy is the Nether Alliance. ”

"Is there such a past? Is it the Netherworld Alliance again? What kind of evil organization is this, I've never heard of it? Can you tell the kid, Vice Dean Yan?" Wu Potian listened to his words and looked at the old man in front of him, as if he was no longer the majestic dean of the Martial Academy, but a dying old man. I miss my son's desolation in his old age!

He looked at Vice Dean Yan silently, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, who organized this extremely evil organization? Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and asked, "Vice Dean Yan, how long has this been going on?"

Vice President Yan glanced at Wu Potian, his eyes were full of desolation, he took a deep breath and sighed: "I am one hundred and forty-eight years old this year, the year my son Yan Jun had an accident. I'm seventy-nine years old, and. That day happened to be my 80th birthday.

Back then, my cultivation was only at the level of a martial artist, but since my son's accident, I was determined to practice hard, and I have today's achievements. ”

"Seventy-nine?"

Wu Potian asked rhetorically.

"Yes, it's seventy-nine years old, I'm surprised, isn't it?" Vice Dean Yan glanced at Empress Wu Potian before asking lightly.

"Well, it's a little, I can't imagine it, in the next seventy years, you have already cultivated to the peak level of the grandmaster-level upper grade, and you have also taken half a step and realized a few martial king-level realms, it's really not simple, you know, the speed of martial arts cultivation is limited by age, and it is quite difficult to enter the realm quickly after the rapid growth period, but you have created a myth and broken this law, you must have suffered a lot, right?"

"Hey...... When I was seventy-eight years old, my son was only eighteen years old, and he had already cultivated to the realm of the middle grade of the samurai, which was a genius among geniuses, and more importantly, his hidden bloodline was also activated, and his cultivation was even faster, at that time, I was really satisfied!

On the day of my eightieth birthday, my son was killed, when I saw his body, my people instantly collapsed, overnight, all my hopes came to naught, my people were crazy, at that time, my strength was not strong, I couldn't take revenge at all, Longxiang Martial Arts Institute in order to protect me, blocked all the news, my son's body couldn't be identified at all, he was injured beyond recognition, if it wasn't for the longevity lock I made for him, he didn't dare to recognize each other.

The so-called corpse is simply a lump of flesh, and my son died so miserably!" Speaking of this, Vice President Yan burst into tears and couldn't cry.

Since then, I have been practicing desperately, starting from scratch like the students of the martial arts academy, desperately killing demon beasts, grabbing points, practicing desperately, desperately grabbing pills and exercises with the students, I don't care what other students think of me, when every point of skill improvement, I will increase the confidence of revenge, and so it accumulates day by day, twenty years later, I broke through to the grandmaster realm, and another ten years, I broke through to the grandmaster-level middle grade, so, forty years later, I finally cultivated to the peak level of the grandmaster realm.

In another ten years, with the help of the Dean of the Martial Academy, it was also in an accident that I broke through the peak realm of the Grandmaster, and took a half-step, and achieved the half-step Martial King, in the blink of an eye, there have been twenty years, when I broke through to the half-step Martial King, Dean Longxiang Changkong asked me to serve as the executive vice president, until now, but in the past seventy years, I have not forgotten for a moment the tragic death of my son.

Wu Potian, I want revenge in my dreams, I want to kill the evil organization of the Netherworld Alliance and avenge my dead son!" Vice Dean Yan shouted heartlessly.

Forty years, a full forty years, I broke the original evaluation of me by those people, broke the prophecy that I was only at the primary level of the grandmaster level for the rest of my life, and became the pinnacle of the grandmaster-level level, it is not easy!"

Wu Potian's eyes suddenly widened, forty years is a long time for ordinary people, that is, most of his life, but it is nothing for a strong man with a lifespan of hundreds of years, especially the other party is still an old man with no qualifications, and even after entering the martial arts level, the time it takes to enter a grade is getting longer and longer, Wu Potian can't imagine how much terrible torture the other party has gone through to reach the current level.

For a while, a strong sense of respect and inexplicable sadness appeared on Wu Potian's face and heart......

"After reaching the peak of the Great Martial Master-level level, my injuries began to get worse and worse, and it was at that time. I went through a life and death test. Later, I also learned what my son was killed for. I also understood why my strength improved so wildly in later periods.

It was also that opportunity that made me a three-point martial king, because I have always hidden my strength, so few people know that my strength has reached the level of a three-point martial king. ”

As soon as these words came out, Wu Potian couldn't help but think of the perception that the other party gave to his soul at the beginning, and it was only the peak of the grandmaster-level grade, but the momentum on his body was extremely terrifying, and even he had a feeling of being unsure.

"After that opportunity. As a result, I was recruited by the dean and became the vice president of the college, and for decades I had been looking for the enemy of the murderous son, but to no avail. ”

"Nether Alliance? This organization is damned!"

After a while, Wu Potian controlled his mood for a while before asking: "Vice Dean Yan, I understand your feelings, everyone wants to revenge the deep hatred in the sea of blood, whether it is a martial artist or an ordinary person, they all have this idea, but what I don't understand is." Why did the Nether Covenant kill your son?"

"Yes, you got the point. This is a hidden secret, and I felt very strange at first, but after my continuous investigation and exploration, I learned some about the history of the Nether Alliance, and basically understood the reason why they killed my son.

Speaking of this, a terrifying light appeared in Vice Dean Yan's eyes, and he became secretive: You should understand that at the beginning, your battle with Chang Ganqi was much easier than later, and at that time, he should have been around the strength of the Grandmaster level, right?"

Thinking back to the battle between himself and Chang Ganqi, after the battle, that guy actually increased his strength dozens of times, which is indeed extremely shocking, but what is the reason for this? Is it because of the problem of some hidden bloodline?

Seeing Wu Potian's demeanor, Vice Dean Yan said with a glint in his eyes: "Yes, you seem to have guessed that it is because of the bloodline, because my son's bloodline has appeared, it may be discovered by them, and it will attract the disaster of killing, this kind of bloodline, we call it hidden bloodline." ”

"What the hell is the hidden bloodline, I've heard it several times this day, you also have a hidden bloodline, you also have a long family, and your son also has it, so what is it?"

"Martial Boy, human martial arts cultivation is actually not so simple, this period contains a large degree of changes, ordinary people are talking about the issue of qualification, but in fact, this qualification is related to their own bloodline, to put it simply, it is bloodline, with bloodline, it is enough to make a person's cultivation speed much faster than ordinary people.

In ancient times, the strength of martial arts was extremely strong, and that era was also called the age of the gods, and the strong people of the martial saint level were not so-called legends at all, and even the strong people who rose to the level of martial gods were many, and they also appeared 20,000 years ago. The Age of the Hundred Gods', although there were not many at that time, it could be regarded as the peak of the pyramid, but it still existed, how strong the strength of Wu Xiu was at that time, but in the end it disappeared for no reason, and for the historical reasons in this, few people know what happened. ”

Wu Potian's eyes suddenly shot out two rays of light, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, these were things he had never heard of, and he had never even understood after reading so many records.

"What does that bloodline mean?"

Wu Potian finally couldn't help but ask the key place, and Li Zongshen's expression also showed a look of love and hate at this time:

"In that most ancient period, when martial arts had not yet appeared, the human race at that time relied on its own strength to fight against the demon beasts, and the demon beasts were the overlords in the Tianyu Continent at that time, the real powerhouses, and the human beings were only one of them, although they were not ants, but they were also very difficult to survive.

At that time, the demon beasts were very powerful, and humans were just food that they could eat, but in the end, human beings had spiritual enlightenment and began to gradually become stronger, therefore, martial arts were slowly born, martial arts were produced in the summary of human experience in fighting monsters for a long time, but martial arts is not something that a person wants to form and create, after all, it is a mysterious and sacred existence.

Just when human beings were still struggling to find, a sage suddenly had a certain understanding, from the stars in the sky to realize a trace of the essence of martial arts, with his continuous evolution, continuous innovation, and finally appeared the first martial arts, and then, in a short period of time, he worked hard to summarize this understanding, divided into various skills in martial arts.

After taking a slight breath, Wu Potian slowly digested this piece of information, and Vice Dean Yan also had an inexplicable emotion in his heart in this narrative.

After thinking for a while, Wu Potian asked with some suspicion, "However, you haven't talked about what the bloodline is?" (To be continued......)