The three words "Wan Chaozong" came out of the mouth of Elder Zhuzhai with an air of calmness and authority. Even Mo Yunqi felt a little pressure.

"I also guessed that Qin Yuan's technique had a great origin, but I didn't expect it to be the legendary sect's technique." Mo Yunqi said in a low voice.

When he first saw Qin Yuan's Tai Chi, he was very surprised, but he was not sure. After all, this sect had disappeared long ago, even before the rise of the gods. The ancient books of Yaowang Pavilion

The record of it in the book is only about a hundred words long.

Elder Zhuzhai is naturally more knowledgeable than him. It seems that Qin Yuan's Tai Chi and Baji Quan are probably Wan Chao Sect's techniques.

"This little kid has a lot of opportunities, but his martial arts talent is not outstanding. It is only because his bloodline is too special that his strength has grown so fast, but it will not let the old people of Wan Chaozong

The monster is interested in him, Pavilion Master, does he have any background?" the elder Zhuzhai asked curiously.

Indeed, Qin Yuan's martial arts talent is not outstanding among the geniuses at all, and can only be regarded as an ordinary genius. However, his strength growth is far ahead of other geniuses, and a large part of the reason is because of the blood in his body.

"His grandfather established a sect called Yama Luo Sect. It was quite powerful and had the potential to break through to the emperor. His father was an orphan and was the disciple of Needle King Yang Xuanchong. He was also a genetic scientist and was killed by a

The evil force called 'Darkness Coming' has been chasing him for more than 20 years and he is still alive. I am afraid that his strength will not be much weaker. If I have to say something special, he has a very powerful mother." Mo Yunqi.

Said slowly.

"Oh? How powerful?" Elder Zhuzhai asked with great interest.

People who can be rated as powerful by Mo Yunqi probably won't be that simple.

"His mother was once recognized as the number one genius in China more than twenty years ago. Strong men from major sects and even hidden sects appeared one after another, wanting to accept her as their disciple, but they were all rejected one by one. Even

Wu Yazi from Puluo Mountain was also slapped in the face in public, and he was told that he was not qualified to teach her," Mo Yunqi said.

Of course, Mo Yunqi sent people to check Qin Yuan's information, but he could not find out who taught Qin Yuan Tai Chi and Baji Quan. He only knew that there was a period during his years as a soldier.

Time disappeared for three months, and his strength improved greatly after he came back. It was probably the strong men of Wan Chao Sect who taught him these two skills during that time.

"Wu Yazi, the magic stick, is not dead yet? But his strength is mediocre and not worth mentioning." Elder Zhuzhai said calmly.

Mo Yunqi naturally did not dare to say anything, but he was crying and laughing in his heart. Wu Yazi was a veteran emperor and strong man. He had lived for who knows how many years. His strength was probably not inferior to that of Mo Yunqi, but in the words of the elder Zhuzhai

It's just not worth mentioning, and only an old monster like him dares to say such a thing.

"After you said that, I really want to meet this number one genius in China." Elder Zhuzhai said with a slight expression on his face.

"Then what should he do? It's half internal strength and half internal strength. If he is allowed to continue like this, he may explode and die before he reaches the level of emperor." Mo Yunqi said worriedly.

In history, Qin Yuan is not the first person to have this situation. If ordinary warriors want to cross the gap of ancient warriors, they must transform the internal energy in the body into internal force. However, as far as Mo Yunqi knows, there is no such thing yet.

Anyone who can succeed will, without exception, stop at the fourth level of Condensation. It is impossible to break through to the Emperor. The final outcome will either be exhaustion of power or death by explosion. There is no third outcome.

"It is indeed very troublesome, but fortunately his internal energy is very pure and does not contain any impurities. What he learned should be the most authentic technique of Wanchao Sect. To solve his problem, we can only force out all his internal energy.

Keep the inner energy, but in this case he will no longer be able to use ancient martial arts moves in the future." Elder Zhuzhai said.

"Can't we force out the inner strength and leave only the inner strength?" Mo Yunqi asked in a deep voice.

If this is the case, then Qin Yuan's path to martial arts will become even more difficult in the future. Without the two ancient martial arts, Qin Yuan can only be reduced to an ordinary genius.

"Yes, but if you do this, there is almost no hope of success. Internal strength is different from internal strength. He did not learn ancient martial arts from the beginning. His Dantian is still in a chaotic state and cannot store internal energy at all. If he wants to retain internal energy, unless his Dantian can

It was developed." Elder Zhuzhai said.

The Dantian of the human body is located in the lower abdomen below the navel, including Guanyuan, Qihai, Shenque, Mingmen and other acupuncture points. It is also called the ancestral orifice. The Dantian of ordinary people is in a state of chaos. Even powerful warriors cannot fully utilize the functions of the Dantian.

developed.

There is only one exception, and that is the ancient warrior.

The reason why ancient warriors are more powerful than ordinary warriors is not only because the exercises they learned are more powerful than ordinary ones, but also because their Dantian can store unimaginable internal power.

No matter how strong a warrior is, his body's internal energy capacity is always limited. However, ancient warriors are different. Dantian is a mysterious and mysterious place. The terrifying strength of ancient warriors, the capacity of his Dantian to store internal energy is unimaginable by others.

of.

"Let Qin Yuan decide this for himself." Mo Yunqi said. Although he is Qin Yuan's master, he cannot decide his future for him.

Elder Zhuzhai nodded, then lightly slapped Qin Yuan on the forehead, and the comatose Qin Yuan slowly woke up.

Qin Yuan opened his eyes blankly, and after adjusting to the surrounding environment, he slowly came back to his senses.

"Qin Yuan, there is something you need to make a decision on." Immediately, Mo Yunqi briefly explained to him the situation inside Qin Yuan's body.

"How you choose is up to you, but I want to remind you that from ancient times to the present, I have never heard of anyone who can transform from an ordinary warrior to an ancient warrior." Mo Yunqi said with a serious expression.

Qin Yuan's face immediately darkened. He had also asked Zhou Mingsheng, and Zhou Mingsheng also told him that if an ordinary warrior wanted to transform into an ancient warrior, the chance of success was almost zero. But now that internal force appears in his body, not only is it not a good thing, but it is

become a major hazard.

But it is absolutely impossible for Qin Yuan to give up Bajiquan and Taijiquan, two powerful ancient martial arts.

"Elder Zhuzhai, given my current situation, how long can I delay this?" Qin Yuan asked.

He doesn't want to make a decision too early yet. There is always a way, and maybe one day he can find a better way to solve his problem.

Ever since he knew that ancient warriors were more powerful than ordinary warriors, Qin Yuan had a dream in his heart to become an ancient warrior. Now that he had half-stepped into the ancient warrior ranks, how could he be willing to give up like this?

"Your physical condition is much stronger than that of ordinary warriors. It may be possible to become the first person. You don't have to worry until you break through the emperor." Elder Zhuzhai said.

He naturally knows how strong Qin Yuan's physical fitness is. It is no exaggeration to say that except for the emperor and the strong man, no warrior's physical fitness is as strong as Qin Yuan's.

Qin Yuan nodded slightly. Zhuzhai's words reassured him a lot. His current strength is still a long way from being an emperor. There is still plenty of time, and he believes that his body will definitely become stronger and stronger. Maybe it is possible.

Break the rules and become the first person to transform from an ordinary warrior to an ancient warrior.

"Then can I break through the fourth level of Ningjin now?" Qin Yuan asked.

After Mo Yunqi asked him to suppress his realm and drain the excess internal energy from his body, he really felt that the power in his body had become much calmer.

"Let nature take its course. The fourth level of Condensation is also an important watershed for warriors. Don't deliberately force a breakthrough. The water will overflow and it will be helpful to you in the future." Elder Zhuzhai said.

Qin Yuan nodded as if he understood. He really wanted to break through the fourth level of concentration as soon as possible before, but now after listening to Zhu Zhai's words, that impulse was instantly extinguished.

The more forced he is, the more eager he will be. In the end, he is likely to be trapped in a corner and cannot get out, so the gain outweighs the loss.

"As for the trip to Nalan's family, I will accompany you. I haven't seen the old man from Nalan's family for a long time. He should not die so easily." Elder Zhuzhai said in a faint voice, saying in Qin Yuan

It echoed in my ears for a long time.

"Thank you, elder." Qin Yuan bent down and said gratefully.

Having Elder Zhuzhai accompanying him directly gave Qin Yuan a reassurance.

Elder Zhuzhai waved his hand, indicating that the two of them could leave. Then he lay back on the wooden chair again, closed his eyes, and remained motionless.

——

On a snowy mountain in northwest China, the entire top of the mountain is covered with white snow, and strong winds roar through the mountains, like sharp blades cutting through rocks.

At this moment, on the top of the snow mountain, an old man was sitting cross-legged on a boulder. In such a harsh and cold environment, the old man only wore a set of tattered coarse linen clothes, with bare hands and feet. But miraculously, the surroundings of the boulder he was sitting on

There was not a single snowflake within a few meters, and the snowflakes that fell overhead had disappeared without a trace a few meters high.

In the world around me, there is no other sound except the howling mountain wind.

The old man is like an eternal statue, motionless!

Suddenly, a sharp eagle call sounded, reverberating among the mountain peaks.

The old man's long and thick brows frowned slightly, but he did not open his eyes.

Soon, a huge black eagle rose out of the mountain stream, flapping its wings nearly three meters long, and swooped over quickly.

And on top of the black hawk, stood a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man put his hands behind his back and stood up straight. No matter how fast Black Hawk was or how harsh the mountain wind was, he remained motionless, and his feet seemed to be integrated with Black Hawk's back.

The black hawk was hovering more than ten meters above the old man's head, refusing to come down. The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, then jumped lightly, and his body fell quickly.

As soon as the middle-aged man landed straight on the ground, the surrounding snowflakes began to rise one after another, and then turned into mist instantly. The scene was very strange.

"Ancestor." The middle-aged man walked up to the old man and knelt down on one knee.

"What's the matter?" After a long time, the old man's deep voice was suppressed, like a loud bell, forcing the middle-aged man to lower his head.
Chapter completed!