Yuan Tiandao looked shocked when he heard this. Yuan Batian of Qushui City was his disciple of the Yuan family, and he knew everything about Wang Er.
Wang Wusheng from Qushui doesn’t seem to be that powerful, right?
Yuan Tiandao knew that now was not the time to ask further questions, so he nodded slightly towards Fan Qianhai and Hong Yiming, who also nodded and led the others away.
Before walking past Wang Tao, Hong Yiming gave Wang Tao a meaningful smile and mouthed something.
Be careful... Yuan Tiandao? Wang Tao read Hong Yiming's mouth shape and felt puzzled.
Yuan Tiandao is a member of the military, and I am also a member of the military. Besides, Yuan Batian gave almost half of the Binjiang Yuan family to himself. Yuan Tiandao will not be detrimental to him, right?
Wang Tao shook his head and put aside his distracting thoughts, thinking it was Hong Yiming's instigation.
After Fan Qianhai and Hong Yiming left, Yuan Tingting led the Yuan family to arrange the guests, and respectfully welcomed Wang Tao and others into the living room of the back house.
Zhang Kun and Cang Ranran were also welcomed by the Yuan family, as well as Yuan Shucheng, Yuan Tiandao, Gong Yihong, Yuan Tingting and others.
The living room of the Yuan family was very large and the sofa was very comfortable. Wang Tao sat on it to calm down.
Yuan Batian ordered his people to put away the golden sword and sit opposite Wang Tao with Gong Yihong.
"I heard the news about you from my nephew Batian. I didn't expect that even though we repeatedly overestimated your strength, we finally found that we still underestimated it."
Yuan Batian said with a sigh.
"Also, I want to thank you for your generous action today. Otherwise, some of us old guys would have to die on the spot."
"Mr. Yuan is overrated. I know my strength best, and the gap between me and you is quite obvious."
Wang Tao sighed and said, he was telling the truth, but he was a little confused about these so-called semi-divine martial saints.
"Alas! When we were as old as you, we were still traveling around with our master."
Gong Yihong shook her head and sighed.
"May I ask where your master is?"
"I practice ancient martial arts, there is no sect."
Wang Tao said honestly.
"Gu Wu? No wonder I can't feel the strong fluctuations of zhenqi in my body."
Yuan Tiandao suddenly realized, and looked at Wang Tao with a look of contempt.
"Guwu Duanjue, how could you set foot on Guwu?"
"What does Guwu Jue mean?"
Wang Tao asked pretending to be confused.
"There were still qi practitioners in the pre-Qin period. Since then, the ancient martial arts have been cut off. Only some ancient martial arts families are still passing on the ancient martial arts. However, among all the families that have inherited the ancient martial arts, none of them can break through the strength of the demigods."
Yuan Tiandao told what he knew.
"The nine realms of traditional martial arts are the path of martial arts that has only been explored in the past one or two thousand years. For more than a thousand years, at least dozens of people have broken through to false elixirs and become martial gods. However, ancient martial arts have never appeared in the past thousands of years.
Pass the God of War."
As Yuan Tiandao revealed the secrets of martial arts, everyone present pricked up their ears for fear of missing a word.
"Then Grandpa, according to you, ancient martial arts is also a kind of martial arts practice route. Why can't you become a martial god?"
Yuan Tingting is extremely smart and quickly realized the fundamental problem.
"That's a good question. Every step of the nine realms of traditional martial arts is extremely difficult. It is said that there are only five realms of ancient martial arts, which are easy first and then difficult. By the time Yuan Dan is reached, it has been completely cut off. No one in history that I know of has been able to break through Yuan Dan.
Dan.”
Yuan Tiandao glanced at Yuan Tingting appreciatively, frowned and explained seriously.
"Grandpa, if you say it's easier first and then harder, shouldn't we practice more ancient martial arts? After all, with a little effort, you can get benefits that surpass traditional martial arts."
"Haha, it's not that easy. Firstly, practicing ancient martial arts depends on personal qualifications. Secondly, the inheritance of the ancient martial arts family is closed, and even if it is destroyed, it will not be given to outsiders."
"Oh! No wonder the cutoff of Guwu has not only its own subjective issues but also many objective factors."
Yuan Tingting nodded understandingly, and suddenly had another question.
"Grandpa, who is better in ancient martial arts or traditional martial arts?"
"The God of War was half a pound before, not much different, but I don't know anymore after that."
"It has no universality, is closed-minded and conservative, and its advantages are not obvious. No wonder Guwu wants to discontinue it."
Yuan Tingting made a concluding speech, and everyone looked at Wang Tao with regret at a young age and had already transformed into a Martial Saint.
He is just an inheritor of ancient martial arts. He is destined not to become a martial god. He may not even be able to achieve the status of a demigod.
Gong Yihong also sighed, not feeling that she was looking down on Wang Tao.
Facing all the strange looks, Wang Tao's expression remained unchanged.
"The inheritance of ancient martial arts has almost been cut off. It is rare to see people practicing ancient martial arts in the world. Comrade Wang Er is the first person I have seen in decades who can practice ancient martial arts to a level comparable to that of a mortal martial saint.
Maybe Comrade Wang Er will take a new path?"
Yuan Tiandao comforted Wang Tao with a few words, which made Wang Tao confused.
You don’t seem to have a God of War, do you? Why do you act so condescendingly now?
Since Wang Tao obtained the jade slips, he has made a preliminary judgment on the reason for the severance of ancient martial arts. The exact reason will not be known until he reaches the peak of Qi refining.
"I came here to ask Mr. Yuan a few questions."
Wang Tao didn't want to wait any longer, he was in a hurry to go to Lingnan to eliminate the Blood Sunflower Sect.
"Speaking?"
"First, I want to ask you, how strong is Li Tiankui? What is the chance of winning in a life-or-death fight with the strength I have shown?"
Wang Tao pondered for a while and asked directly.
"You want to challenge the Blood Sunflower Sect?"
Seeing Wang Tao nodding, Yuan Tiandao replied after thinking deeply for a while.
"It is said that Li Tiankui has condensed a trace of divinity. There is no problem in killing him according to your strength, but you must be careful. After all, when you reach the peak of transformation, people with divinity are no longer the same as ordinary people."
Wang Tao thought for a while and became more confident. He nodded and asked the second question.
"Mental shielding? What's the matter with mental interference?"
"Well, I heard this from Tyrant's nephew. You suffered a big loss in the siege cage of the Holy Emperor's Religion."
Yuan Batian pondered for a while to organize his words before continuing.
"Ba Tian is just telling you about some pollutants in the world. For example, the Golden Punishment Sword of my Yuan family has been the official beheading knife since the Tang Dynasty. My family's ancestors have been beheading craftsmen for the imperial court for generations, and of course they are still now."
Wang Tao was surprised in his heart, but there was no expression on his face. He never expected that the Yuan family's golden sword had this origin. No wonder it could interfere with people's mental will.
"Except for some pollutants, they are just some divine descending techniques. This is what the Holy Desert Sect is like. Their siege cage is the product of the divine descending technique. It is divided into three levels. The highest siege cage can't even produce a warning sign for me.
"
"Phew! So powerful? How much do you know about Shenghuang Cult?"
Wang Tao was shocked in his heart. He had killed the Holy Son, and the Holy Desert Sect would probably come to take revenge on him soon. Before that, he must be prepared.
"Tingting, take them out for a banquet."
Yuan Tiandao glanced at Yuan Tingting and motioned for her to lead Zhang Kun and others out.