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Chapter 1622 Which Pot Can't Be Opened and Lifted

"Huh? Sorry, I was wrong."

Tang Ming nodded blankly, feeling a little puzzled, because he had indeed almost mastered the Huaxia Secret Art. Although it was very mysterious, it seemed that it was not as difficult as the old lunatic said.

If you think about it carefully, you must be too superficial and haven't comprehended the essence of China's Secret Art yet, so you have to work harder in the future.

"It's okay, I'm very satisfied that you can practice well."

The old lunatic didn't blame Tang Ming either, "Since you have joined my sect and inherited the Chinese Secret Art, then I have one thing to tell you."

"Second Master, please speak."

Tang Ming's face immediately became serious.

"The Huaxia Secret Art is of great importance, and it involves too much. In the future, you must not use this set of kung fu unless it is absolutely necessary."

The old lunatic stared at Tang Ming solemnly: "If you insist on using it, then you must not leave it alive, understand?"

"Isn't it?"

Tang Ming's face changed slightly, he didn't expect this kung fu to be so taboo.

"You must remember what I said. There are eight extraordinary skills in the martial arts, each of which can make martial arts people crazy. Once it is spread, it will inevitably cause countless people to fight for it."

The old lunatic's face turned cold, and he stared at Tang Ming: "I'm innocent, but I'm guilty. Once people know that you have the secret of China, there will be countless people scrambling for it. As a teacher, he was all over the world in the past. Do you think you are better than me after you have ended up like this?"

"This...disciple would like to listen to the teachings."

Tang Ming shuddered. An existence as powerful as the old lunatic would have his legs broken. With his current strength, if someone really came to snatch the Huaxia Secret Art, he would be turned into scum in seconds.

"Master, what are your so-called eight great miracles?"

Sun Jiajia suddenly interrupted, looking at the old lunatic curiously: "Is the Chinese secret formula practiced by my junior brother also one of the eight great miracles?"

"Hahaha, although the Eight Great Miracles are miraculous and weird, they are still a bit inferior to the Huaxia Secret Art, so they are not worth mentioning."

The old lunatic smiled proudly, and raised his head proudly: "The Huaxia Secret Art is a supreme skill that surpasses the eight great miraculous skills, and the strength of the person who snatches it is even more terrifying."

"I……"

The corner of Tang Ming's mouth twitched, and he looked at the old lunatic uncertainly: "Second Master, is this Chinese secret formula stronger than the one with ever-changing secrets?"

"You actually know the ever-changing secrets?"

The old lunatic became suspicious, "The Mysteries of Mystery is the first of the eight miraculous achievements, and it is the secret of the sect of Tianji. However, Mystery of Mysteries focuses on defense, which is much more passive than the powerful Chinese Secret Art, so it is slightly inferior. "

"So Huaxia's Secret Art is so awesome?"

Tang Ming swallowed his saliva. When Martial God Zhuge taught him the ever-changing secrets, he told him not to use this kung fu lightly. He didn't expect that the Huaxia secrets were better than the ever-changing secrets.

"Hey hey."

At this time, Sun Jiajia suddenly fell to the ground, and then quickly crawled to the bed: "Master, since the Huaxia Secret Art made you say so amazing, then why did you still get beaten up when you practiced this set of kung fu?" What about disabled?"

"You idiot, isn't this the pot you don't open and carry?"

Tang Ming glared at Sun Jiajia angrily.

"It's okay."

The old lunatic waved his hand, and said domineeringly: "Master swept the world with China's secret art back then. At that time, overseas forces invaded China, and the forces of all major sects were helpless. Master killed dozens of generals and strong men on the other side with one sword. , Drive it out of China.

Later, many people in the country wanted to seize the Huaxia Secret Art, and various sects and factions organized to besiege me. In the end, I killed more than a dozen generals, and no one dared to mess with me since then. "

"seriously?"

Tang Ming and Sun Jiajia became suspicious at the same time. Since they are so awesome, how could they end up like this?

"Of course it's true, and it's really because of this. All the sects and families in the martial arts have my enemies, otherwise I wouldn't be hiding in this kind of place, so Tang Ming, you should pay more attention to hiding yourself. If people know you He is my descendant, and he will definitely bring about a disaster."

The old lunatic quickly stared at Tang Ming solemnly, and urged him again.

"Ahem, let me ask you weakly, since you are so powerful, Master, why did you..."

Tang Ming glanced at the old lunatic's legs.

"Hi!"

The old lunatic sighed in pain: "A strong enemy is easy to defend, but people's hearts are hard to defend. If it's a head-on confrontation, although the world is big, there are no more than ten people who can hurt me. It's a pity that I lost to two people I trusted the most." people."

Sun Jiajia and Tang Ming looked at each other, knowing that the old lunatic was a person with a story, and the experience was very painful.

"I won't talk to you about this for now. When the two of you are strong enough, I will naturally tell you the ins and outs."

The old lunatic smiled bitterly, and looked at Sun Jiajia and Tang Ming expectantly: "If I want to avenge my revenge in the future, I may need the help of the two of you."

"You are so invincible, and after your legs are healed, you can rule the world again. How can we help?"

Sun Jiajia shrank his neck.

"Time is a terrible enemy."

The old lunatic sighed: "For ten years, my cultivation base has not advanced but retreated, and my enemies have controlled a large amount of resources and have been improving. Even if I have the body protection of the Chinese secret art, I may not be able to occupy it." Cheap."

"The waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead, and each generation is more powerful than the next generation. Ten years is indeed too long."

Tang Ming nodded again and again. He is a living example of rising in just one or two years, and he is confident that he will become a super strong man in ten years.

"Suddenly, life feels so small."

Sun Jiajia sighed dejectedly. After worshiping such a master, he felt that he might be hunted down every day in the future!
"Stinky boy, looking at your virtue, I'm right that I didn't teach you the Chinese Secret Art."

The old lunatic gave Sun Jiajia a blank look.

"That's what he has, and he doesn't have any big ideals."

Tang Ming immediately fell into trouble, making Sun Jiajia's face flushed: "That's right. You should be in Songhai City, why did you suddenly come to the imperial capital?"

"It's not thanks to you."

Sun Jiajia stared at Tang Ming unhappily: "After you destroyed me, the people of the Sun family put me in a mental illness again. Many people know that I learned my skills from a mental hospital, so those guys put me in a mental illness. I often go to the mental hospital where we are to inquire about news."

"The reason why I hid in the mental hospital was that I didn't want to be discovered. After Sun Jiajia was exposed, I had no choice but to take him out of Songhai City, so we came to the imperial capital."

The old lunatic looked at Tang Ming with a smile: "Actually, part of the reason why you came here is also because of you."

"You don't want to seek revenge on me, do you?"

Tang Ming's face changed slightly.

"That's right! I managed to train the armor, but you destroyed it. I naturally want to see who you are?"

The old lunatic smiled lightly: "Sure enough, I am not a mortal, I am very satisfied."

(End of this chapter)