"Who is your master? Don't tell me it's Jiang Hua. That guy was pestering me to ask about martial arts problems a few days ago."

After watching me eating iced watermelon for a while, Uncle Wang Liang finally couldn't help asking.

"Uh...I just practiced according to the book."

I spit out a few watermelon seeds and I talked casually. There is nothing I can do about this. I can’t tell Uncle Wang Liang that the merit book on the earth in my body is practicing Taoism, right?

"I heard from Lao Liang that you ran to the library to read books some time ago. Did you really learn from books?"

Uncle Wang Liang coughed a few times, almost choking the watermelon seeds. He looked at me like a monster, muttering: "Impossible, how is it possible! There is such a genius in the world? Just by practicing reading books, you can take a punch of 50% of my strength? Xiaodong, are you lying to uncle, right?"

"Of course there is no more. Why do I lie to uncle?" I shook my head and quickly changed the topic: "Uncle Wang, you are a master in the Dan stage. You can see through ordinary evil methods. Why didn't you reveal that Wu Ruisheng was a liar that day? And you also stopped me from using... true qi to explore him?"

"You boy will change the topic. Forget it, you won't say it, and I won't ask anymore. Maybe you have a teacher who is a paranormal, but you can't let people know his name, right?"

Uncle Wang Liang was so free and easy that he didn't continue to ask me.

OK, since Uncle Wang Liang thought so, I wouldn't have to explain it. I smiled and said, "Uncle Wang, Wu Ruisheng has deceived so many people, he is just an evil teacher. He is not much better than those saints and saints. You are a propaganda officer of the Cultural Bureau and are specifically responsible for breaking feudal superstitions. Why not expose him?"

"Haha, Xiaodong, you are still a child after all, and you think it's too simple."

Uncle Wang Liang shook his head and smiled, "It's true that Wu Ruisheng is a liar, but he is a liar certified by relevant national departments. He is a 'Master Wu' that people all over the country know and countless admirers. Didn't you see that that day, even the deputy mayor went to support him?"

"Behind Wu Ruisheng, there is a complex network of interests. To put it more, the national Qigong community, even Taoism and Buddhist associations, do not want to see something happen to him. Is this called the sadness of a rabbit and a fox? "

Uncle Wang Liang sneered: "If you want to touch him, you have to hit seven inches at a time, so that he can't turn over, otherwise the trouble will be yourself. Xiaodong, I know you are a master with a cultivation level close to Baodan, but you are still a child after all. With your strength, even if you add me, you are not 100% sure to overturn him now. Keep calm first, we have to wait for the opportunity."

Uncle Wang Liang's words made me think deeply. Uncle said it well. I thought it too simply before, but I didn't expect that Wu Ruisheng's current status and the interest groups behind him could turn black and white into a huge force that made me, a person who wanted to fight against counterfeits, turn me into a fake...

"Uncle Wang, with your ability, how could you be a propaganda officer in the Cultural Bureau?"

Letting go of Wu Ruisheng for the time being, I asked the question that lingers in my heart for a long time.

"Haha, when I was young, I was devoted to practicing Taoism, but although I was convinced and successfully entered into meditation, I was unable to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and train the eight extraordinary meridians. Only then did I concentrate on practicing martial arts, and it took me 13 years to achieve success in holding the elixirs..."

Speaking of this, a hint of pride flashed across Uncle Wang Liang's face, but after looking at me, the pride turned into a bitter smile again: "But the uncle has been unable to find the method of 'breaking the void and looking for a hint of Hunyuan True Spirit' in martial arts, so he went to Tibet to find an opportunity, but was guided by a master..."

"The Master of Tibet?" I asked, "What did the Master say?"

"The master only said eight words. If you want to turn into a colorful butterfly, you will first enter the pupa..." Uncle Wang Liang said: "I understand myself. I should learn from those great masters, hide in the world, and look for a thread of secrets in the rolling world. That's why I was admitted to the Cultural Bureau and became a propaganda officer..."

"Don't you believe those monks' words, uncle?"

I secretly criticized in my heart that these monks always like to hide their words, and then let you comprehend it yourself. If you comprehend it, it is his credit. If you can't comprehend it, it is your stupidity. I always think that this is the "swords of the world" mentioned by Grandpa Fan, but it is covered with a layer of religious color, which makes it even more mysterious.

"Haha, modern materialism is rampant, wearing religious cloak, doing tourism, company, receiving commendation from local governments, and even receiving media interviews, there are indeed fake practitioners, but there are also real masters of high-mindedness. This master is a famous living Buddha in Tibetan areas. You shouldn't generalize Xiaodong..."

Uncle Wang Liang put down the watermelon in his hand, stood up and said, "Xiaodong, come with me, uncle will show you something..."

"oh?"

My curiosity was immediately aroused, and I didn't care about my favorite iced watermelon, so I followed Uncle Wang Liang to his bedroom.

Uncle Wang Liang took off the photo hanging from the head of the bed, and it turned out to be hollow behind it, with a small safe hidden, just like the one performed on TV.

I saw him open the safe, carefully took out a rectangular mahogany box, and handed it to me: "Xiaodong, open it and take a look..."

I gently opened the box and saw that there was a hidden knife only half a foot long in the box!

"What a beautiful hidden knife!"

I fell in love with it at first glance.

My father also collected a hidden knife, but the one was very long and two feet long. The scabbard was made of ordinary wood and was painted with gold powder on the outside, which was a bit tacky.

Uncle Wang Liang's hidden knife is not only small, but also has no cumbersome scabbards. It is dark and made of the same material, giving people a natural feeling, unlike ordinary knives, wood or jade knives.

Holding it in my hand felt very heavy. I probably estimated that this seemingly small knife was about ten kilograms. Even if the weight of the box itself was removed, the net weight of the knife was amazing enough.

"Uncle Wang, what material is this knife made of? It's so heavy!"

I looked at the knife carefully and felt a burst of cold air coming towards me, just like I felt like holding ice on a hot day, and I couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"This knife was given to me by the master. According to the master, this was found by his master many years ago from an ancient tomb in the Tibetan area. If I could understand the secrets in the knife, I might find a way to break the void, but unfortunately..."

Uncle Wang Liang smiled bitterly and said, "I have been meditating for many years. Apart from seeing this knife unique, I can never break the secret. Xiaodong, you don't have to take a closer look. If you have a destiny to it, uncle will give it to you."

"real?"

In fact, even if Uncle Wang Liang didn't say he gave me the knife, I couldn't help but check the knife carefully. After hearing what my uncle said, I excitedly held the knife in my hand, released the acquired consciousness, and began to explore the mysterious hidden sword.

"Xiaodong, it's useless to use true energy to detect..."

Uncle Wang Liang said, it seems that he has used the method of true qi exploration.

I laughed in my stomach. Although the master of Hu Dan was powerful, I still couldn't distinguish between the acquired consciousness and true qi. Uncle Wang Liang misunderstood again.

Unexpectedly, as soon as my acquired consciousness touched this mysterious hidden sword, the surface of the hidden sword changed strangely. I clearly felt that near the hilt, a rapidly rotating vortex suddenly appeared near the hilt, producing a powerful suction force, which took me a lot of effort to absorb the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth that was absorbed into the Chongmai. Although the speed was not fast, it continued...

I was so dizzy that I was in trouble now! I wanted to take back the acquired consciousness and block the spiritual energy flowing to the hidden sword, but found that the consciousness was actually sucked firmly by the hidden sword.

The consciousness is bound. Even if I want to ask Uncle Wang Liang for help, I can't do it, and I can't even throw away the knife, because at this moment, except for the consciousness, I still remain awake, I lost all my five senses!

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Chapter completed!