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Chapter 740: The Mountain Sealing Plan, the Future of Martial Arts(1/2)

(It's a little late, sorry!)

This wave of people was quickly dealt with by Lynch and others.

They are all special forces who have performed various tasks, so they act quickly. The soldiers are not moved. They just execute orders. They do whatever the leader asks them to do. They do not distinguish right from wrong!

Wang Cheng and his group walked in.

Yang Qingyu grabbed Wang Cheng's hand when he came up, with a serious face, and directly held Wang Cheng's wrist pulse with his palms. He immediately noticed something strange...

Wang Cheng's pulse stopped jumping, only one tide of change...

"Wang Cheng..."

Yang Qingyu's body shook slightly, his steps almost stiffened, and his voice was a little uncomfortable.

She has naturally heard about the news that has spread all over the world these days.

There were news everywhere that Wang Cheng was seriously injured and his heart veins were broken. Yang Qingyu, Wang Yuanyuan and others also knew about it. They didn't believe it at first, and they didn't believe that Wang Cheng would be injured as powerful. However, after a few days, there were news every day that was very sure, and they couldn't help but worry...

Wang Cheng appeared just now, and all of them breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Cheng came back, which means he was still alive.

Then, Wang Cheng took action and defeated the most powerful old man.

Yang Qingyu and Wang Yuanyuan both thought that Wang Cheng was still strong and not injured, so the rumors from the outside world were false. Some people deliberately spread such news, with the purpose of embarrassing Wu Shengshan and making those who have bad intentions feel that there is an opportunity to take advantage of it.

But.

Yang Qingyu knew the real situation with a pulse.

"I'm fine!"

Wang Cheng hurriedly grabbed her hand, right next to her, and whispered: "Don't worry, I'm fine. Don't let Yuanyuan and the others know about this. I can repair this injury!"

Yang Qingyu's eyes turned red, forcibly suppressing her tears, and asked in a low voice: "Can it really be repaired?"

In her common sense, the heart veins are the guarantee of human life. If the heart veins are broken, it proves that they are going to die. Who can live without the heart?

Wang Cheng seemed very good at this moment, but she knew that the situation was definitely not as good as Wang Cheng showed on the surface. The injury to the heart meridian must be life-threatening!

What if the repair is not good?

Yang Qingyu could not imagine that kind of result, she could not be without Wang Cheng.

"Don't worry, I said yes, that's fine."

Wang Cheng smiled again, looked back at Wang Yuanyuan who was worried about looking at him, and said, "I'm fine. Qingyu, you guys will take Yan Yu and the others to arrange for the stay. I'll go see the master!"

Yang Qingyu took two deep breaths again, forcibly suppressed his emotions again, forcibly showed a smile, nodded, turned around and said to Yan Yu and the others, "Yan Yu, come with me, I will take you to the guest room!"

Yan Yu, Dong Tao, Sun Donghu, Shen Ye, Yilun, Situ Longfei, Dai Younian and others all followed Yang Qingyu.

Wang Yuanyuan also immediately came up to hold his brother Wang Cheng's hand, but Wang Cheng flexibly avoided his wrist and held the girl's hand tightly with his palms.

"Yuanyuan, you and Anna and the others will continue practicing martial arts, go to the Sutra Library to read books, and I will go to the master to tell you something."

The little girl Wang Yuanyuan also carefully felt the palm of her brother Wang Cheng's palm with her palm. She found that the blood was still there, so she felt relieved. She nodded with a tight face and said, "Well, then we're going!"

Wang Cheng waved his hand and nodded to Zhang Shaoyun, Anna, Wang Ying, and Wen Xin, with a calm expression, indicating that they would go and practice martial arts as usual.

After everyone left, Wang Cheng walked towards the residence of his master Taoist Changhe.

Open the door.

Wang Cheng saw the master practicing boxing.

Taoist Changhe still practiced Tiangang Fist at this moment, but it was much stronger than before. With every move, his body became vague, as if he would leave the ground at any time.

Huhuhuhuhu...

The old Taoist priest fisted a few times and hurriedly ended the practice. He turned around and picked up the big bowl of tea on the table, drank it all, and said, "I'm back!"

Wang Cheng stepped forward and clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Master, the disciple is back!"

The old Taoist priest's eyes looked like lightning, and he looked directly at Wang Chengquan's body, and the tea bowl in his hand was immediately broken.

Because, he also saw that his apprentice Wang Cheng's heart veins were broken, and his voice trembled, "Do you have a way to recover?"

Fortunately, Wang Cheng is still alive, which means that Wang Cheng has found a way to repair his heart.

Wang Cheng still smiled confidently and said, "Master, don't worry, disciples have their own ways. Mingye can do it at the beginning, and I can do it too. My understanding of the martial arts of Vajra Sect is not much worse than that of Mingye at that time. The difference is the accumulation of time... So, as long as I give me time, I will use the martial arts of Vajra Sect, combined with the secret techniques of Indian Brahmins, plus my martial arts of Wusheng Mountain, and the secret techniques of the Five Animal Sect. I believe that at most three months, I can restore the vitality of my heart and completely recover within a year. Not only will there be no sequelae, but I will also be more than several times stronger than before!"

Wang Cheng was obviously confident and had planned the practice for the next period of time.

Although he was seriously injured this time, it was not a bad opportunity for him. If he used this to thoroughly cultivate the lung meridians and cooperated with the fully recovered heart meridians, his strength would make another leap-by-leap progress!

By then, he can have the confidence to face Huang Jiu and Luo Yuan!

Taoist Changhe frowned slightly because he did not understand Wang Cheng's recovery plan. His understanding of martial arts could no longer keep up with his disciples. He only saw that Wang Cheng was indeed confident and immediately said, "If you have time, go to Zhongnan Mountain."

"Go to Quanzhen Sect?"

Wang Cheng asked curiously.

"Yes, I told you last time that Zhongnan Mountain owes us Wusheng Mountain something, and they promised to hand it over to you the innate secret technique. Their innate secret technique can almost be said to be the first internal health secret technique in our Taoist sect. If you practice it to the realm of great success, you can directly understand the innate. If you practice it, it will inevitably be beneficial to your injury recovery!"

The old Taoist priest said helplessly: "If I teach you the secret technique of Wusheng Mountain, you can't practice it even if I teach you the Tiangang boxing technique!"

"Master, don't worry, I know that nothing will happen."

Wang Cheng said confidently: "Quanzhen Sect, go when I finish this special forces competition!"

"You still want to participate in the Special Forces Competition? Such a serious injury, if you go, the Luo family will target you at all costs!"

Taoist Changhe said seriously.

"Master, don't worry, it's rumored that I was seriously injured and was in danger at any time. But in fact, my life is very stable and my strength is also very stable. Although I don't have the strength at my peak, I still have 80% of it. I am confident enough to deal with the Special Forces Competition. Moreover, there is still some time to practice now. I am determined to win this Special Forces Competition!"

Wang Cheng said firmly.

Since he participated, he will definitely go to the end and reach the peak.

This World Special Forces Competition is so dangerous, there are only two results, victory, and death!

Wang Cheng decided to go into seclusion and practice during this period, and also train these soldiers and his disciples to strive for victory.

Taoist Changhe was silent for a while, then picked up a tea bowl and poured a bowl of tea and drank it all, and then said, "Okay, our Wusheng Mountain is closed for two months!"

Wang Cheng frowned slightly. He knew that the master was trying to protect him.

However, he was not afraid of external challenges.

Taoist Changhe looked at Wang Cheng and continued with confidence: "I have decided. It's not that I'm afraid that you can't handle it. I want you to go to retreat and practice with peace of mind. Since you entered Wusheng Mountain, you have been busy fighting against experts. It's rare that you can stay in retreat for a while. You have to grasp it well, so I want to give you a quiet environment!"

Wang Cheng fell silent.

He knew that Wusheng Mountain had never done anything to close the mountain in two thousand years.

Even if it was as cruel as Mongolia's journey south, as the Manchus entered the pass, and as the wars that had lasted for a hundred years, Wu Sheng Mountain had never escaped.

This is something that no other martial arts sect has ever done. This is the glory and dignity of Wusheng Mountain.

Shaolin, Emei, Wudang, Longhushan and other sects have closed the mountains several times in recent hundreds of years, all to avoid war!

Decades ago, when only Taoist Changhe was left on Wusheng Mountain, he never closed the mountain, but went down the mountain to participate in the Anti-Japanese War!

Now.

For the safety and peace of mind of his disciples, the old Taoist priest chose to close the mountain for the first time in two thousand years.

call!

Wang Cheng took a deep breath and did not refuse.

He knew that Wusheng Mountain is the focus of the world's martial arts world now. All the martial artists and ordinary people around the world who pay attention to martial arts know that Wusheng Mountain Wang Cheng obtained the Huangdi martial arts from 5,000 years ago, so many people would come to Wang Cheng to see the secrets of boxing books.

Look at Jiangzhou now being crowded and there are crowds at the foot of Wusheng Mountain, you will know how serious the situation is.

If several major martial arts forces in the world come together, Wang Cheng also knows that he and his master cannot resist it!

Closing the mountain and avoiding the limelight for a while seems to be the best choice.

When his strength goes further, Wang Cheng will not be afraid of anyone.

The old Taoist priest looked at Wang Cheng's agreement and nodded, "Okay, don't worry about this matter. Just practice with peace of mind and take your disciple. I will announce it to the public!"

"Yes, Master!"

Wang Cheng agreed and turned around and walked out.

After leaving the master's residence, Wang Cheng went to find Yan Yu and the others.

Yan Yu, Dong Tao, Sun Donghu, Shen Ye, Yilun and others had already started copying secret books on boxing.

Because they all know that Wu Shengshan is a place of trouble now. Except for Yan Yu who is determined to stay and help Wang Cheng, everyone else wants to leave here as soon as possible, get their own boxing guide as soon as possible, and go back and study hard to improve their strength. The king is the way to go.

So, their actions were quick, and they began as soon as they decided to settle down.

Wang Cheng came over and started copying the boxing brochure with Yang Qingyu. He also wanted to end the matter as soon as possible, send all these people away, and then practice with peace of mind.

Each of these boxing books can be said to be a heavenly book in the eyes of ordinary people. Even if you find the most authoritative experts in the archaeology industry, it is difficult to translate them without a year or two.

Moreover, the translation result may not be correct. Once this advanced internal martial arts is translated incorrectly, it cannot be practiced, otherwise it will be the end of death.

Therefore, when everyone was copying, they were already thinking about how to find someone to translate.
To be continued...
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