Wang Xuan was in awe. Old Chen was going to step forward and carve out a path for the old technique!
The general atmosphere is very bad now. The old skills have been officially abandoned. Many people believe that new skills are the hope, and those who practice the old skills have no way out.
If this continues, no one will practice the old skills anymore and this path will soon be completely cut off.
"Old Zheng passed away three years ago, Old Miao passed away in the autumn of the year before last, Old Sun passed away in the winter of last year, and Old Zhong passed away in the spring of this year. Although they were all over a hundred years old, none of them could break through that boundary. They could not cross that threshold. It's a pity that they all died." Qingmu sighed, feeling heavy-hearted, and said, "In this eventful time, the four elders of the old art passed away one after another. An era has almost completely ended."
There were some things he didn't say, because in recent years, many important figures in the traditional art had passed away, making it increasingly precarious.
After all, those people were very famous when they were alive and had dealings with many major forces. Decades ago, when they were at their strongest, they cooperated closely with major organizations and had friendships with all parties.
In recent years, they have died one after another, and the old technique’s connections with various parties have almost been severed.
"Don't we still have me? After all, I am also considered an old man in the field of traditional arts, right?" Old Chen said.
Qingmu suddenly became extremely serious and said, "Because of this, you should not take action. If you fall again, the old art will become increasingly dim. The era supported by your group of people will be completely over. In the eyes of many people, the old art is almost over!"
Wang Xuan was really surprised. Is Old Chen so strong? He looks to be only in his 50s or 60s. How can his reputation be comparable to the four elders of the old art who are over a hundred years old?
Qing Mu seemed to see what he was thinking and said, "My master got there through real battles. Although he is not as old as the four masters of the old art, and his reputation is not as high, everyone knows his strength."
Wang Xuan's heart was pounding. It seemed that he had underestimated the dangerousness of Lao Chen. He was ridiculously strong. No wonder Lao Chen said that Sun Chengkun, who was of the same age, would automatically be demoted a generation when he saw him.
"Old Chen, take it easy. I feel like Qingmu is very pessimistic. Don't try to be stubborn." Wang Xuan was really worried about him and asked what was going on.
"There is nothing new under the sun. Old arts, mechas, genetic super bodies, and now new arts, all depend on strength every once in a while. This time, a treasure from historical legends was unearthed in the old land, and all parties are going to meet. I guess someone wants to defeat the old arts and suppress them completely, and not give us any chance to turn things around. So, Old Chen, I can't help it anymore. After many years, I have to take action again."
Lao Chen spoke in a very calm tone, but Wang Xuan immediately realized the horror and danger in it. This encounter seemed very unfriendly to Jiu Shu.
"Someone has to stand up." Old Chen was still calm, but his firm belief and fearlessness made people understand.
Qingmu naturally knew the seriousness of the matter. If Lao Chen did not step out, other super powers in the field of old arts would not be able to defeat mechas, new arts, genetic super bodies, etc., and the old arts would be destined to slowly die from then on.
Wang Xuan couldn't help but ask: "Old Chen, can your strength be improved in the short term? What do you need?"
He was really afraid that Lao Chen would be beaten to death at such an old age, and he went to the meeting with his blood still hot, so as not to get himself implicated.
Lao Chen nodded and said, "If there are any extraordinary achievements, unique secret methods, etc., I might be able to refer to them."
Wang Xuan thought for a moment and said, "I have an extremely powerful physical skill. Although it is not suitable for practice because it can kill people, it is really profound. I wonder if it can give you some inspiration."
He mentioned Zhang Daoling's five-page golden book. This kind of physical skill is too difficult to practice, but there is no doubt that once you have some understanding of it, you can definitely master terrifying and boundless power.
He had just mastered the opening moves when he blocked Sun Chengkun and survived an inevitable disaster.
Qing Mu was shocked and tried to stop him, saying, "No, that thing will kill people if you practice it. My master practiced half of it back then, and his hair turned gray since then, and he never changed back. It's a miracle that he didn't die. It's impossible to touch it again at this stage."
Wang Xuan was surprised. Has Lao Chen ever practiced some level of physical training?
After so many years, although Lao Chen's hair has not turned black, it has not turned completely white either. It has remained stable in its original state and there is nothing serious.
"Back then, the four elders of the old art went to one of the Taoist ancestral temples together and joined forces to put pressure on them to obtain the secret chapters and unique skills of the sect for me. It seems like it was just yesterday, but it's a pity that the four elders passed away one after another." Old Chen sighed.
Wang Xuan was moved. The four elders of the old art really cared about the younger generation. They even forced one of the ancestral temples of Taoism to surrender for the sake of Old Chen. It was truly amazing and admirable.
"Unfortunately, I couldn't hold on after studying and practicing half of it. If it weren't for the four elders trying their best to save me, I wouldn't be who I am now." Old Chen felt a little sad when he thought of the kindness of the four elders.
Qingmu was also very sad. Naturally, he followed his master to visit those old men. The four elders were very caring towards him. However, he was not doing well on the path of the old skills and was far from being comparable to Old Chen.
Wang Xuan had a good impression of those old men just by hearing a few words from them. Unfortunately, they all died one after another within a few years.
"I have brought shame to my master." Aoki lowered his head.
Old Chen shook his head and said, "I am not opposed to new techniques, genes, mechas, and any other ways that can strengthen oneself. I will tolerate and learn them. You have almost reached the end of the old technique. If you can integrate other methods in the future, it will still be the right path."
Aoki was in a low mood. He practiced hard and tried his best, but his final achievement was similar to that of Sun Chengkun after his injury.
Finally, Qing Mu sighed, "I hope Senior Brother Wei can succeed and reach a brilliant enough height in the field of the old arts so as not to disappoint Master. But he has been gone for ten years and there has been no news from him. I am very worried."
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