"Brother Xiahou, where is the Ancient Martial World?!"
Ding Ning asked a question that had always been in his heart.
"Where is the Ancient Martial World?"
Xia Hou looked at him in surprise and couldn't help laughing. "The ancient martial world is called a world, but it's just a term for martial arts schools. It's not a world of its own. Some individual practitioners and small forces without sects or families generally live in various cities or towns like ordinary people and won't easily expose their skills. Ordinary sects and families live in remote mountains and forests, where the air is not too polluted and there's still some spiritual aura. As for those big sects and families, they each occupy a blessed place with rich spiritual aura and won't easily go out."
"Ah, the Ancient Martial World is not in a Secret Land?"
Ding Ning was shocked. He thought that the Ancient Martial World was in a Secret Land and usually people had to go in and out with the approval of the Bureau of Religions, so he had no scruples in killing Ancient Warriors.
Now that he knew it was not like what he thought, he suddenly felt numb. His strength was still far from enough.
"Of course not. It is not so easy to find a Secret Land. It is good to have a blessed place. I heard that the Four Holy Gates each occupy a Secret Land with rich Spiritual Aura, which is enough for their sects and families to practice. So they are rarely willing to come out. After all, the turbid Qi in the secular world cannot sustain the Spiritual Aura they need for practice."
Xiahou said with some envy.
"You are a master of national martial arts. How do you know the Ancient Martial World so well?"
Ding Ning asked curiously.
Xia Hou's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze seemed to drift far away. After a moment of silence, he said indifferently, "I was originally an Ancient Warrior, but I came from a small family. There was not enough spiritual power for me to practice, so I simply switched to practicing Chinese martial arts."
Ding Ning suddenly fell silent. He knew that his question might touch on the past that Xiahou did not want to recall. When he was about to change the topic, Xiahou suddenly said, "Young master, you don't have to stick to the Ancient Martial World or national martial arts. There are thousands of ways, but they all lead to the same goal. When you practice to the extreme, you will still return to the same path. Do you know how Taizu persuaded the Four Holy Gates to sign the peace agreement?"
"Wasn't he moved by Taizu's sincerity?"
Ding Ning answered blankly.
"Sincerity? Hehe, no matter what world it is, respect for the strong is an eternal theme. Since the great ancestor dared to approach the Four Holy Gates and force them to sign the Peace Agreement, he naturally had something to rely on. There must be a reason why national martial arts can become one of the mainstream practices in modern society. Although it doesn't have a long history like ancient martial arts, it is also unique and has its own unique charm. In fact, many practitioners of national martial arts were once ancient martial arts practitioners who changed their practice. "
Xiahou's eyes were filled with fascination. "When Taizu raised his army to conquer the world, he had encountered countless ambushes and assassinations. But he was always safe and sound because of the 13 Guardians beside him. These 13 Guardians were all masters of national martial arts who had changed from ancient martial arts to national martial arts. They followed Taizu to fight all over the country. They secretly protected Taizu's safety inside and eliminated all the juniors outside. They made countless contributions and were praised as national warriors by Taizu."
"State Knight?"
Ding Ning's heart was shaken when he heard this. Thinking of the 13 Guardians who were invincible in the war and finally opened up the prosperous Shenzhou, he couldn't help but be fascinated.
"Yes, they are national warriors, which means unparalleled national warriors. Unfortunately, most of the 13 Guardians were lost in the war, and only five of them were left after the founding of the country. Taizu took five Guardians to the Four Holy Gates and had a martial arts competition. He forced the Four Holy Gates to establish an alliance and sign the Peace Agreement in exchange for a hundred years of peace in Shenzhou. But it was also this time that two of the five Guardians were lost again. Only three Guardians were left to escort Taizu back to the capital. After returning to the capital, two more Guardians became half-disabled because of their injuries that they had been resisting along the way. Taizu supported them in the National Warrior's Mansion with tears in his eyes. They enjoyed the support of the country and were honored for generations."
Ding Ning was shocked by the secret Xiahou said. He didn't expect that there were such strong practitioners of national martial arts in Shenzhou. He asked in surprise, "Who is the only intact Guardian? Is he still alive now? "
"When he went to the Four Holy Gates, he was only at the early stage of Martial God. Now a hundred years have passed, and his skills are even more unfathomable. As long as he is in Shenzhou, the Ancient Martial World doesn't dare to violate the agreement, and the Western Martial Arts World doesn't dare to invade for a hundred years."
Xiahou's eyes were slightly red, and he said in a dull voice, "His name is Xiahou Weiyang, and he was conferred as the State-guarding Martial God by Taizu."
"Xiahou Weiyang, he and you …"
Ding Ning's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but ask in surprise. Xiahou's eyes were full of tears, and the expression on his face seemed to be admiration, disgust, and extreme hatred. His expression was extremely complicated. "Yes, he is my great-grandfather. If he didn't have the aptitude to practice Ancient Martial Arts and was ridiculed everywhere, he left home in a rage to practice national martial arts. After he succeeded in learning it, he followed Taizu to conquer the world, and Shenzhou Country wouldn't have had a hundred years of peace and tranquility. But similarly, if he didn't abandon his wife and bring trouble to us, our Xiahou family, as a first-class family in the Ancient Martial World, wouldn't have been destroyed. My family had 137 people, and only my father escaped with me, who was only three years old. But he died because of his severe injuries, and only me, who was still young, was left."
Xiahou was deeply emotional, and his voice was choked with sobs. "If it weren't for Madam, your mother, who happened to pass by and adopted me, I, Xiahou, would have become a pile of bones. So I have no name, and only the surname of Xiahou is to remind myself that as long as the Xiahou family hasn't been avenged, I will be a nameless person."
Ding Ning's brain was roaring. He never thought that Xiahou had such an illustrious family background. He asked tentatively, "Why don't you go to Martial God Xiahou? With his ability, he should be more than enough to avenge the Xiahou family, right?"
"Since the day he left home and abandoned his wife, he, Xiahou Weiyang, was no longer a member of the Xiahou family. I am the only bloodline of the Xiahou family, and only I can avenge the Xiahou family with my own hands. I won't rely on anyone, including Xiahou Weiyang."
Xiahou clenched his fists, and his bones exuded his pride.
Ding Ning sighed softly. He looked at him and said sincerely, "Big Brother Xiahou, we are brothers. Your enmity is my enmity. No matter when, no matter who the enemy is, as long as you need it, just say the word. I will definitely fight alongside you."
Xia Hou raised his head and took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart. He smiled calmly and indifferently. "You'd better settle your enemies first. Anyway, 30 years have passed, and I'm not in a hurry to settle this for a while."
Ding Ning didn't say anything, but patted him on the shoulder to comfort him. He knew that Xiahou had his own pride, and he would never be willing to let others deal with the blood feud of his whole family being exterminated. What Ding Ning could do was to help him improve his strength, so that he would have one more bargaining chip when he took revenge in the future.
However, he knew nothing about the national martial arts practice, and the only thing that could help him was perhaps the Barbarian Physical Exercise Technique, which could enhance his physical strength.
Immediately, he said seriously, "Brother Xiahou, although I don't know what kind of cultivation method you practice, I have a cultivation method that specializes in cultivating physical strength, which may be helpful to the growth of your strength."
"The Barbarian Physical Exercise Technique? What level is it? "
Xiahou's eyes lit up. The top body refining cultivation method had basically disappeared in modern society. After all, taking the path of body refining was a great test of people's perseverance and patience. The defense and strength of body refining were ridiculously strong, but they were polished bit by bit with persistent and hard practice.
But he didn't care. No matter how hard it was or how hard it was, as long as it could help his strength, he would not miss it.
"I don't know what level it is, but the level is definitely not low. According to my speculation, when it is practiced to a high level, it should be no problem for it to resist a rocket."
Ding Ning didn't exaggerate. He just speculated according to the pictures he saw on the murals. Any one of Chiyou's clansmen could resist a blow from a wild beast that was dozens of feet high with their physical body and be unscathed.
But at that time, his attention was focused on the development of Chiyou's story, and he didn't pay special attention to these pictures. But now thinking about it, the power of a wild beast that was dozens of feet high should not be weaker than a rocket.
Xiahou's eyes suddenly brightened, and he couldn't wait to say, "Young master, teach me, I want to learn!"
"Okay, I will teach you now. Relax your spirit and open your mind."
Ding Ning transferred the Barbarian Physical Exercise Technique into Xiahou's mind with his spiritual force. He was also helpless. After all, this thing had both pictures and pictures and was imprinted in his mind, but he couldn't write it down with pen and ink. No matter how he tried to describe it, he couldn't depict the charm of it. Only by transferring the Barbarian Physical Exercise Technique with his spiritual force could he not damage its charm.
The Barbarian Physical Exercise Technique was not a pure body-refining cultivation method as Ding Ning thought, but a set of punching methods to reasonably refine the body. It was divided into nine punches, and each punch was divided into nine movements. Altogether, there were 81 punches. Ding Ning only imparted the first three punches to Lu Zhan and Xiahou. It was not that he wanted to hide it, but this set of body-refining punching methods needed to be matched with body-refining liquid to get twice the result with half the effort. He was afraid that they would be too eager for quick success and forced to practice the later methods, which would hurt their foundation and leave irremediable hidden dangers.
Although Lu Zhan and others felt that the Barbarian Physical Exercise Technique was quite wonderful, they couldn't see what was so wonderful about it.
As a master of national martial arts, Xiahou's vision was naturally better than that of Lu Zhan and others. He saw the subtlety of this punching method at first glance and exclaimed in surprise, "What a good body-refining punching method! Each movement and each movement implies the Way of Heaven. This is at least a Heaven-level body-refining cultivation method, but I always feel that it is not enough. Is it incomplete?"
"Good eyesight. This set of body-refining punching method has nine punches in total, and each punch is divided into nine movements. The practice of each movement needs the corresponding medicine to get twice the result with half the effort. I am afraid that you will be too eager for quick success, so I only imparted you the first three punches. When you finish practicing the first three punches, I will impart you the other six punches."
Ding Ning was afraid that Xiahou would think that he had reserved something, so he hurriedly explained.
Unexpectedly, Xiahou didn't care about it at all. He nodded to show that he understood and said excitedly, "Young master, you are right. This set of punching method is broad and profound, and it implies the Way of Heaven. If you can practice the first three punches to perfection, you will be able to compete with a Great Grandmaster only by your physical strength."
"A Great Grandmaster?" Ding Ning was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that Xiahou had such a high evaluation of this punching method. He hesitated inwardly, "Is the Barbarian Physical Exercise Technique really so powerful?"
"If it is really as powerful as Xiahou said, I seem to have misunderstood the meaning of the totem of God of War. I thought that as long as I found other totems, I could directly enter the Barbarian Physical Exercise Technique for the second time and didn't need to practice the Barbarian Physical Exercise Technique."
"Now that I think about it carefully, since the totem of God of War also imparted the Barbarian Physical Exercise Technique to me, there must be a deeper meaning."
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