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Little, little, little bit...

Wang Cheng's right foot was slowly lifting at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with his naked eyes, and his chest was swelling violently like a bellows. During his breathing, the breath that drove was rotating back and forth in the yard, forming a faint whirlwind.

boom……

At this time, the house in Siheyuan finally couldn't bear the burden and collapsed down by the qi of Monk Mingde and Taoist Priest Changhe. A violent stream of dust and debris blew over, mixed with Taoist Priest Changhe's energy.

Yang Qingyu stood firmly behind Wang Cheng, and instantly stepped on Tai Chi steps under her feet. She swept across a cloud hand with her hands, connecting the dust and many fragments that were hit with several qi. During the contact, she immediately felt her arms numb, her breath fluctuated, and her face turned red, but her feet were still standing firmly in place without retreating.

Huhu...

Two whistles suddenly rose.

Immediately afterwards, two figures soared into the sky from a dusty area.

These two people are Taoist Changhe and Monk Mingde.

The two rushed to a height of seven or eight meters, and their fists kept hitting each other, and each fist stirred up a circle of intense airflow.

They saw their feet trampling in the air, and a hint of hanging power appeared strangely, and their bodies were descent very slowly. Originally, the two were about to land in two or three seconds, but now the two of them punched each other in the air for more than ten seconds, and it took them ten seconds to land on the ground.

Two top masters landed at the same time, and huge force and force burst out on the ground, shaking the debris of many houses again.

Taoist Changhe's breathing changed, his feet twisted, and a small pit suddenly appeared on the ground, and he was about to rush up again to attack Monk Mingde.

Monk Mingde waved his hand quickly, his palms became even bigger than before, and his whole palm was flushed due to congestion. At this time, his palms were probably about one foot long and could hold an ordinary child's waist and grab it.

"Taoist, stop beating, otherwise your disciple will be infatuated!"

Monk Mingde shouted to Taoist Changhe.

Taoist Changhe instantly controlled his breathing and stopped his impulse. He turned his eyes and looked at Wang Cheng who was standing in the center next to him. Seeing that Wang Cheng was still raising his legs, but it was extremely slow and difficult. His breathing was extremely strange, and his face immediately darkened and he came to Wang Cheng in two steps.

"Is this Dragon Elephant Fist?"

Taoist Changhe stared at Wang Cheng and asked in a low tone.

Wang Cheng could not speak or make any movement at this time, and could not even blink his eyelids. He could only try his best to lift the blood and blood of the whole body to take this step.

Yang Qingyu explained in a low voice and said, "Master, Wang Cheng realized this kind of pace when he was in the provincial capital. He only took seven steps at that time, and this time it seemed even more difficult. This is the ninth step..."

Monk Mingde also came to Wang Cheng in one step and faced Wang Cheng. His eyes were as big as a copper bell, with shock and surprise flashing, and he said seriously: "Yes, this is one of the secrets of Dragon Elephant Fist, the pace of the Divine Elephant. Wang Cheng understood the true meaning of the Divine Elephant, but he lacked some things, so he could not finish the pace of the Divine Elephant. If he continued, he would be unable to take the pace of the Divine Elephant without taking ten breaths, and he would be unable to take the backlash because of his qi and blood."

"What is missing?"

Taoist Changhe asked in a bad tone, and his body got closer, so he was wary of Monk Mingde taking action again.

Monk Mingde ignored Taoist Chang He and took out a linen scroll from a pocket inside the cassock with a little excitement, and then slowly opened it. The scroll was one meter long and one foot wide, and it was made of elephants of different shapes with relatively abstract lines. Each elephant was different from the other one, with a total of nine.

However, the nine elephants are all doing the same move and stepping!

Monk Mingde put the scroll in front of Wang Cheng and said lightly: "This is what he lacks. This is the secret image of the divine elephant passed down by our master. Old Taoist priest, you can't see it."

Taoist Changhe was stunned for a moment, then fell silent, slightly moved away from his gaze, and did not look.

Yang Qingyu's eyes lit up, and then he looked away and chose to avoid suspicion.

Only Wang Cheng's eyes looked at the elephants on the scroll without blinking, and the divine elephants in his heart became clearer. Then the divine elephants took steps according to the steps of the nine elephants on the scroll, each step was extremely calm, and each step seemed to be more in line with the earth.

When you reach the ninth step.

Wang Cheng's heart was trembling, his eyes released a scorching light, and a sound of a faint elephant screaming sound was heard around him, and the blood in his body became even more boiling. His right foot, which was originally extremely difficult and almost impossible to move, began to slowly raise at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The smile on the corner of Monk Mingde's mouth became more and more obvious, and then slowly took a step back, still holding the scroll in his hand and showing it in front of Wang Cheng.

Crunch...

As Wang Cheng slowly raised his right foot, the bones in his body were creaking, as if all the bones and tendons were constantly rubbing, making a sound of oozing eardrums. Moreover, Wang Cheng could clearly feel that the blood and blood in his body were gathering towards his legs. The two legs were extremely hot, and each bone and tendons were filled with blood, becoming heavier, but it also became closer to the earth.

Lift to the highest level, then slowly descended!

Even if it falls, the speed is extremely slow.

Wang Cheng wanted to be too fast to get off, just like hydraulic weightlifting, the inside was filled with viscous engine oil limiting the lifting speed of the hydraulic pressure.

However, Taoist Changhe and Yang Qingyu were both sure that Wang Cheng was not in danger now, so the two were just guarding against Monk Mingde who would suddenly attack Wang Cheng.

Of course, Monk Mingde was so excited that it was impossible for him to attack Wang Cheng.

And the moment when Wang Cheng's right foot landed on the ground!

An extremely huge force surged out from Wang Cheng's legs, which was a force beyond his imagination and beyond his limit of qi and blood. The legs seemed to have truly become elephant legs in an instant. When they stepped on the ground, a roar sound was made.

boom…………

A huge force was transmitted into the ground, and a dense crack appeared around the ground where Wang Cheng's right foot touched. The floor had been stepped into powder. A large pit appeared here, and dust rose again.

Kakka...

Wang Cheng's legs and bones also made another crisp sound in an instant, and his bloodline became extremely hot, and he exhaled an extremely heavy breath from his nose.

He looked up slightly at the sky. At this time, Wang Cheng seemed to be transformed into a divine elephant, with his feet standing on the earth, looking up at the limit of the sky. His entire soles were closely linked to the earth, and he could emit a heavier and greater force than before at any time.

This feeling is very wonderful.

"alright!"

Monk Mingde said lightly, then rolled up the divine image in his hand and put it into his cassock at will. His eyes were solemnly looking at Wang Cheng who was down-to-earth and still a little stunned at this moment, saying, "Wang Cheng, how do you feel now?"

Wang Cheng raised his head, his emotions recovered, his eyes looked at Monk Mingde indifferently, and said calmly: "Master, what do you want?"

The Dragon Elephant Fist is a secret of his sect, but Monk Mingde did not refuse last time and passed it directly to Wang Cheng. Now, he showed Wang Cheng an extremely profound picture of the divine elephant.

Wang Cheng knew that Monk Mingde must have plans.

In that kind of martial arts novel, the protagonist will encounter various peerless masters who pass on his skills, which is impossible to happen in real life.

If you give, you will naturally have something to do.

Taoist Changhe immediately looked at Monk Mingde with vigilance and said in a deep voice: "Old monk, don't go back on your word. You clearly lost to me a boxing technique."

Monk Mingde looked at Wang Cheng’s disciple without any weakness, and his aura rose, and he said seriously: “I lost to you, Lao Dao, and I also handed it to Wang Cheng as promised. Now I gave him another martial arts secret from my master to help him understand the secret of dragon and elephant… I only have one simple request. A month later, Wang Cheng will follow me to the Western Regions and go to my Vajra Sect Mountain Gate to do me a favor.”

The eyes of Taoist Changhe flashed in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "The key to your master's martial arts secret is the pace of Wang Cheng's understanding?"

Wang Cheng's legs gradually returned to normal, and when he heard the master's words, he was confused.

Monk Mingde nodded clearly, without hiding it, and said, "Yes, old Taoist, you and I have known each other for many years, and I will not hide it from you. My master's martial arts secret treasure will be opened in a month, but the key is the secret of Dragon Elephant Fist. I was as dull as you, and I have never understood Dragon Elephant Fist for many years, nor can I open the Master's martial arts secret treasure. I originally wanted to try whether Wang Cheng could understand it, so I passed it on to him this Dragon Elephant Fist. I didn't expect that he was indeed my lucky star... It seems that I lost to you a boxing technique, and I lost to you a boxing technique, but I was helping myself, drinking and pecking, and I had my own fixed number."

Wang Cheng frowned and asked in confusion: "Master, Master, what are you talking about?"

Taoist Changhe's expression changed and did not immediately answer Wang Cheng's words. Instead, he said to Monk Mingde in a deep voice: "Old monk, go first, I will discuss it with Wang Cheng and I will give you a reply."

Monk Mingde nodded, and then folded his hands at Wang Cheng and Taoist Changhe and said, "Okay, then I will say goodbye first. Old Taoist, Wang Cheng, if monk I missed this opportunity, I will have to wait another fifty years. By then, I am afraid that I will have turned into a trace of dust... Amitabha..."

After saying that, he proclaimed the Buddha's name. Monk Mingde turned around and left without any hesitation. His steps were calm and he was still a little free and easy and heavy. His mood was as complicated as expected.

Wang Cheng and the other two watched Monk Mingde leave this small piece of ruins.

Taoist Changhe also had a complicated expression and said seriously: "Come with me." Then he walked inside.

Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu agreed, and both followed the old Taoist priest and left the destroyed small courtyard together, and came to a quieter small manor inside, and no one lived here.

The old Taoist priest seemed to be familiar with this place. When he entered the living room, he went straight to a cup of tea and drank it in one sip. He said to Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu: "You guys sit down."

The two of them sat down because they both felt a little tired at this time. The incident just now was quite a blow to the two younger generations, and they also felt a huge pressure, and they consumed a lot of qi and blood.

"Qingyu, you are not an outsider, it's okay to listen to some things, but remember not to spread the word."

Taoist Changhe said calmly to Yang Qingyu.

Yang Qingyu nodded, with a serious expression and said respectfully: "Qingyu knows."

Wang Cheng pinched Yang Qingyu's hand and asked, "Master, what does Master Mingde mean just now?"

Changhe drank another cup of tea, seemed to sort out his emotions, and slowly said: "Wang Cheng, do you know where the three major boxing techniques of Earth Evil, Tiangang and Zhoutian in Wusheng Mountain are? When I was still young, my master left me. So how did I learn Earth Evil and Tiangang boxing techniques at the beginning?"

Wang Cheng recalled the words of Monk Mingde and asked in surprise: "Master, do you mean that there is also the martial arts secret treasure mentioned by Master Mingde?"

Taoist Changhe nodded and said in a serious tone: "Yes, you are very smart, so I won't go around in circles. The Martial Secret Treasure is the core martial arts secret of my Wusheng Mountain. It was established by several ancestors who used the martial arts secret secrets that they had learned throughout their lives. It has the power of unpredictable gods and ghosts. As far as I know, there are only four sects in the land of China: Wusheng Mountain, Shaoshi Mountain, Vajra Sect, and Wuqin Sect! Wudang Mountain is not among them."

"The secret treasure of martial arts is the core secret of the four major sects. It contains the most core martial arts of the four major sects, which will automatically open every once in a while, but special conditions are required to enter. The secret treasure of my Wusheng Mountain in Wusheng Mountain is behind the statue of the Wusheng statue on the mountain. I will take you there at that time. The condition for entering my Wusheng Mountain in Wusheng Mountain is the Taoist martial arts of Wusheng Mountain. This is not a problem for me and you."

"It is impossible for outsiders to enter without corresponding conditions. Even if they are forcibly destroyed, they cannot obtain any secrets of martial arts."

"Monkey Mingde comes from the Vajra Sect in the Western Regions, and is also within the Chinese territory. The Vajra Sect's mountain gate had drastic changes decades ago, and the sect has been defeated so far. If he wants to reorganize the Vajra Sect, he must first cultivate a disciple who can enter the sect's martial arts secret treasures, but he is like me, and has not accepted a decent disciple for decades."

"I'm more lucky than him, because I accepted you and passed on the incense of Wusheng Mountain. Now, you have also become his key to entering the Vajra Sect's Martial Arts Secretariat. The old monk wants you to help him enter the Vajra Sect's Martial Arts. Are you willing to help him?"

Wang Cheng and Yang Qingyu were both surprised to hear it. For the first time, they knew that there was such a secret existence in the martial arts world.

What are the four ancient sects and the four ancient martial arts secrets?

After thinking for a while, Wang Cheng asked, "Master, then I helped Master Mingde enter the martial arts secret treasure of his sect. What should I do if I obtained the martial arts of Vajra Sect? Then wouldn't I become a disciple of Vajra Sect's inheritance?"

Taoist Changhe's eyes flashed with light. He stood up, walked for two steps, and said lightly: "The Vajra Sect suffered a major change back then. So far, only Monk Mingde is left, and five disciples who are drifting overseas. What can Monk Mingde get the unique skills of the Vajra Sect? Can he re-establish the Vajra Sect again?"

Wang Cheng was shocked and asked tentatively: "Master, what are you saying?"

Taoist Changhe stopped and stared at his disciple Wang Cheng. The master and apprentice looked at each other. Obviously, they thought of something and said seriously: "Yes, if you can get the unique skills of Vajra Sect, then take it. When the old monk returns to the west, Vajra Sect will naturally become extinct. You will include Vajra Sect martial arts in my Wusheng Mountain martial arts name, so that my Wusheng Mountain martial arts has a profound foundation that can truly become unmatched by anyone in the world."

Thinking of that ending, Taoist Changhe breathed slightly faster, and he was obviously very excited.
To be continued...