After stopping, the old man's eyes turned to be very sharp, just like the actual blade, which made people's eyes ache.
When Zhang Linzhi saw this, he lowered his head deeply and did not dare to look directly at it.
He knows that this is because the old man's spirit has reached a limit. After breaking through a certain level, he can't send and receive his own strength, and can't help spilling it out.
Thinking of this, Zhang Linzhi said more respectfully: "Mr. Huo, you are getting closer and closer to the great master."
"What a great master, but he is only born with five grades, which is far from the six grades." The old man's voice was a little hoarse. He shook his head and sighed
"For thousands of years, the martial arts handed down by the ancestors of countless martial arts masters in China are all incomplete. Countless ancestors have spent countless efforts to gradually complete the path of cultivation under the nature. But after the nature, there are only such illusory titles as master and great master."
"If we don't have that open door, we Huaxia want to make up for the follow-up road of martial arts. I don't know how many thousand years will be wasted. But after that gate was opened by those people... "
Speaking of this, the old man stopped for a moment, and his voice suddenly became extremely complex: "can you imagine that when the ancestors spent countless lives and thousands of years on their way out, they were suddenly demoted as worthless, what was that feeling?"
"The four forces of external force, internal force, hidden force and Hua force are in people's mouths, but the word" Lian ti "doesn't even step into the threshold of martial arts. In other people's eyes, the congenital master and the great master are even more complicated and inferior. In other people's eyes, there are from one product to nine products, and each product has its own inheritance. The strong Chinese do not know how much. On top of that, there are even nine ranks of wuzun. It's said that there are still higher ones on top of wuzun... "
"Great master? What kind of great master am I? "
The old man finished word by word, and his face was full of self mockery and disappointment. The middle-aged man followed him with his hands down and his ears erect, but he did not dare to say a word.
Because what the old man said is the highest level secret of today's Chinese martial arts circle, which is not accessible to most of the congenital martial arts masters. Even, for the whole world, it can be said to be the top secret!
"The man said that he would open the door to the best times and the worst times..." the old man closed his eyes deeply and his voice became low. Then he suddenly opened it and looked at the middle-aged man
"It's less than a month since the National Martial Arts Conference was held. There is a big gap between us and there. If you want to seize that opportunity, you need to choose the best young seeds. If you don't do your own thing well, what can you do for me when you come here?"
While he was talking, the old man had already stepped to the table and sat down. He knew that Zhang Linzhi was a man of general knowledge and the most outstanding foundation of his staff. Instead of him, he controlled the whole branch of the Wudu League. If it was not necessary, he would never come to disturb his Qingxiu.
"Mr. Huo, Huang Changtian is dead." Zhang Linzhi bowed his head.
"Well." The old man's face was still.
In the next era, Huang Changtian is just an unimportant figure. At most, he is a chess piece. If he dies, he will die. It doesn't matter if there are so many chess pieces and one less.
There is no need to disturb the old man for such trifles, so the old man also knows that Zhang Linzhi must have the following, so he will wait quietly.
He took a sip of the tea cup, closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a long time. Just as he was about to put it down, Zhang Linzhi's words came from behind
"The man who killed him was a young man in his early twenties!"
“……”
For three seconds, the old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Linzhi
"Is the message confirmed? Some time ago, there was a rumor that Shen Zhenhai, a "Prince Wang" who killed a peerless man, was finally determined to be a rumor. Shen Zhenhai's death was the result of a duel between the nine peerless men and the ghost. Now what about this? "
Although Huang Changtian doesn't care about the old man, he is also a master of martial arts. It's a bit strange to say that he was killed by a young man in his early twenties. This kind of thing can only be found at the gate. It's almost impossible for China to inherit martial arts because of its weakness in heaven!
"Mr. Huo... This time, he was the 'Prince Wang'. His name was Wang Xu. He killed Huang Changtian in public at the Fengjia martial arts party. There were nearly 100 witnesses. He was a real 'master of martial arts'!" Zhang Linzhi said again.
"What?"
This time, even the old man couldn't sit still. He was moved on the spot.
In the case of incomplete inheritance of martial arts, how difficult it is for the Chinese martial arts to enter the congenital state. The old man only touched the congenital state after he was 30 years old.
Zhang Linzhi, his most proud disciple, was only 30 years old when he broke through his inborn cultivation of martial arts on the other side of the gate. A young Chinese born and raised in his early twenties... How is that possible?
However, after being moved, the old man soon calmed down. He was well-informed, especially contacted people at the gate many times. It's not that he didn't know some special secrets, which can push people into the congenital world in a very short time. However, none of those secret methods will lead to endless troubles. Once they are used, they will not only lose their life, but also lose their whole life.
"Yes, one day ago, Wang Xu killed Huang Changtian at the martial arts gathering of Fengjia. According to the onlookers, Huang Changtian didn't fight back at all." Zhang Linzhi nodded. Although he had known the news for a long time, it was hard to hide his shock and disbelief
"Moreover, some people say that Wang Xu is still and takes Huang Changtian's all-out attack, but his body is not even injured. Some people speculate that the other side can kill Huang Changtian just by virtue of his physical strength! "
"Bang Dang!"
The old man's cup of tea was unstable for a while. Half a cup of tea was shaking out, and cracks could be seen on the cup. It was obvious that the old man was extremely unstable at this time.
"Teacher!"
Zhang Linzhi lost his voice and no longer called Huo Lao, but called out his real relationship with the old man.
He has never seen his teacher be so impolite, but now when he heard the news, the old man's heart was shaking. It can be seen that Wang Xu's weight in the old man's heart is absolutely great.
"I'm fine." The old man's face was still, but his eyes were more and more solid, like the blade of a knife“ Lin Zhi, go back and find out all the details of Wang Xu for me. If he is really a Chinese, our hope may be in him. "
"But if he's connected with the gate, then... I'll meet him myself!"
The old man's face was very firm, and he said word by word:
"Better kill the wrong than let it go!"
Hearing this, Zhang Linzhi suddenly lost his face.
"I can do the same thing that my ancestors can give up their lives." The old man said and suddenly stood up.
He used to look thin and ordinary, but now his back is straight, but it seems to be a peerless blade out of the sheath, sharp and ready to suppress all sides.
"It's just a Huang Changtian. I'll kill him like a chicken or a dog. Even if I kill Huang Changtian's people, chicken killers and dog butchers, I just have a knife in my hand. How can I be a strong one?"
With that, the old man suddenly looked up to the sky.
In a flash, a sharp invisible knife gas soared into the sky, stirring the clouds, suddenly tearing open a breach in the originally slightly gloomy sky, revealing the endless warm and beautiful sunshine behind.
Zhang Linzhi looked up and was deeply shocked.