Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Ancient Warrior
"Uncle Biao, how did this inner family's true anger come from?" Lin Feng got to the bottom of it.
Zhang Chuan and Su Yuze also looked at Uncle Biao with curiosity, and they also wanted to know what the origin of this mysterious martial art was.
"Okay, this kind of thing is actually not a secret in the martial arts, you can also sue you, but you can't just sue others." Uncle Biao said in a deep voice.
Of course, Lin Feng and the others nodded like pounding garlic.
"Not many people know exactly how the true qi of the inner family came about, but there is a widely accepted speculation, that is, our history can be traced back to the birth of human beings, even millions of years ago."
Uncle Biao said: "You also know that humans in ancient times were very weak, so weak that even a slightly ferocious creature could slaughter a group of human beings living in a group.
In order to make themselves strong and no longer be threatened by their lives, some outstanding human beings have begun to delve into the potential of the human body and develop martial arts that can fight against creatures that are more powerful than themselves. Therefore, the so-called martial arts are originally a cultivation method created by weak people in order to be strong.
Slowly, some geniuses found a way to tap their potential, and they used this special method to make themselves stronger, stronger, and even greatly extend their lifespan, and these extraordinary human beings were called ancient warriors. â
Lin Feng and the others listened to it with a pleasant heart, and they seemed to vaguely see that millions of years ago, human beings struggled to survive in order to survive, and that kind of unyielding will seemed to be able to penetrate the long river of history.
"These ancient warriors are the beginning of our human strength, and after countless years of accumulation, countless ancestors' exploration, a group of ancient warriors finally found a way to become more powerful than ordinary people, they are stronger than ordinary humans in terms of strength, speed, and lifespan."
Uncle Biao continued: "You may have also heard that some famous generals in ancient times, such as Ren Tu Baiqi, Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Lu Bu, and other generals of the Three Kingdoms, are all extremely powerful ancient warriors.
Even in some mythological stories, such as the Yellow Emperor, Chi You and other deified characters, have incredible abilities, and may also be ancient warriors with powerful abilities. â
Lin Feng and the others were dumbfounded, are they really fake, these people are actually ancient martial artists?!
However, if you think about it carefully, it is not necessarily unreasonable, even if there are individual differences in human beings, and some people are talented, they cannot be so far apart.
Some ancient generals were able to defeat dozens of people, kill the enemy army, but retreat unscathed, if it was an ordinary person, they would have been cut into more than a dozen pieces, where would they be so chic?
If these ancient generals hadn't mastered some method to become stronger, and possessed the art of cultivation, it would have been impossible to do this kind of thing at all.
"Uncle Biao, is there such a powerful person now? Needless to say, it is the perverts of the Yellow Emperor Chiyou, even if it is a character like Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, do they still have zĂ i? Lin Feng said curiously.
Zhang Chuan and Su Yuze also nodded, if there are still such ungodly characters in modern society, it is really necessary to have a good look at such heroes.
"The current warriors may not be as powerful as before."
Uncle Biao sighed: "I don't know why, the ancient martial artists are becoming weaker and weaker, more and more difficult to cultivate, and even some inheritance methods have been almost destroyed, almost cutting off the cultivation path of human beings."
Now just by mastering the internal qi, you can be called an ancient martial artist, and enter this circle, as for more powerful figures, it is really unheard of and unseen. â
He felt very sorry, as a martial artist, he couldn't see the martial arts in ancient times, and he couldn't see the kind of top masters who were fascinated, which was a pity!
"Uncle Biao, I heard you say something about the late stage of the yellow level just now, is this the classification of a martial artist? It's like those little Japanese karate white belts and black belts or something. Zhang Chuan asked.
That's right, could it be that martial artists actually have a clear level of strength? Lin Feng was also puzzled.
"Of course, there are gradings."
Uncle Biao nodded as a matter of course and said, "In the current land of China, martial artists are divided into four realms: heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang, of which the yellow level is the lowest level, that is, just getting started. â
"Yellow level is just getting started? Cut, Uncle Biao, it seems that your strength is very weak. Hearing this, Zhang Chuan accidentally said his thoughts.
Su Yuze and Lin Feng both looked at Zhang Chuan with admiration, you kid actually dared to say such a thing in front of Uncle Biao, isn't this a slap in the face?
"Yes, my strength is very weak, do you want to have a serious discussion with Uncle Biao?" Uncle Biao's face was full of black lines, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes looked at Zhang Chuan with murderous aura.
Zhang Chuan immediately confessed and sneered: "Uncle Biao, what, I was wrong." Seeing that I'm still young, young and ignorant, the adults have spared me a lot. â
Hey, you're young, kid? With your stature and tonnage, you're definitely up to two me! Driving a motorcycle, it must be the kind that sees people and doesn't see cars, Uncle Biao was angry.
However, he didn't really plan to teach Zhang Chuan a lesson, and said angrily: "What do you kid know?" If it was in ancient times, Uncle Biao's strength was naturally not worth mentioning, but now that the ancient martial arts are withering, it is basically difficult to even have a sense of qi.
A person like Uncle Biao and me, who can breathe a little, is already a rare master, and even if a dozen big men are holding weapons in their hands, they are not my opponents. â
"Yes, yes, yes! You are always invincible, and others are no match for you at all. Zhang Chuan didn't care what Uncle Biao said, and hurriedly slapped his ass.
Seeing that Zhang Chuan still didn't understand his awesomeness, Uncle Biao said angrily: "And the level of the ancient martial artist is not so simple, the breakthrough of each realm is a very difficult thing, and it takes a lot of resources and time.
However, there is also a benefit to breaking through each realm, that is, the lifespan can be increased. If you reach the Yellow Realm, you can live a hundred years without disease and disaster.
If you break through to the Xuan Realm, you can live to be one hundred and twenty years old, and if you break through to the Earth Realm, you can live to be one hundred and eighty years old. If you break through to the Heavenly Realm, tsk, it will be even more incredible, and you can live to be at least three hundred years old.
It is said that reaching a higher level of realm is even more incredible, and no one knows how many years a person who has reached that realm can live, which is immeasurable. â
"I'm rubbing, so powerful, can you live so long? It's all the eighth king. Zhang Chuan was speechless.
What the hell is this kid saying, has he said that? Uncle Biao was annoyed: "Wang Ba? If I can live for that long, even if I become a king, I am willing. â
At this time, Lin Feng said his intentions: "Uncle Biao, can you also teach me how to practice this martial art?" He looked at Uncle Biao with a wistful expression.