The true qi in his body was instantly sucked away. Zhaoming felt a sense of emptiness of the nearly hungry true qi, and his whole body became soft and he collapsed on the ground.

"Former...sen, why?"

It was obvious that the other party was intentional, and he didn't understand why the other party wanted to do this.

The decaying old man said slowly: "The best way to increase the strength of the true qi in the body is to break it before standing. When the true qi in the body feels empty, it will stimulate the potential in the body and make your true qi grow faster. There is no time left, and there is no other way in this prison except this."

After pausing for a while, he seemed to be hesitating something. After a while, he finally said: "I passed on your skill to restore the true qi in your body faster. When used in combat, it can make the true qi effect twice the result with half the effort."

Then he passed the secrets of practicing martial arts into Zhaoming's ears by transmitting sounds.

Zhaoming immediately held his mind and mobilized the little true energy that arises in his body and moved it in his body as the decaying old man said. I don’t know where this technique comes from. The first time it is awkward and difficult to understand, the second time it is a little better, and the third time it is better.

This is not the case, and after three days of movement, it is only when it is turned to more than 100 cycles. At this time, the true energy in Zhaoming's body has completely recovered, and under the action of that technique, it makes waves of thunderous sounds. A swelling feeling came from all over the body, as if the skin and body were about to explode.

"Senior, what kind of martial arts is this? It's so powerful!"

Zhaoming couldn't help but exclaim, and he felt the powerful feeling that was about to gush out from his body. The effect of this technique was slightly insufficient than that of Yangming Technique, but it did not have the adverse effect of Yangming Technique. If both were used at the same time, it would be even more terrifying.

The decaying old man was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he thought of, but after a while, he said, "This is the Tiger Roaring Heavenly Kung Fu!"

"Tiger Roaring Sky! When it is activated, it is like a tiger roaring, rushing down the mountain without anyone stopping it. This name is really suitable." Zhaoming nodded and applauded.

He didn't know what kind of opponent the witch clan would send in three months, but there was no doubt that after practicing this technique, his winning rate increased by at least 20%.

"Put your hand on my shoulder!" said the decaying old man again.

Zhaoming hurriedly did what he said. As soon as he put his hand on the other person's shoulder, he felt the true energy in his body pouring out like a tide, disappearing completely.

Although he knew that the other party was trying to help him, Zhaoming felt a little scared. He didn't know what magical power the other party was practicing, which could absorb other people's true energy, and it was so fast. If it was used for combat, there was no need to say more about the effect.

He eliminated the distracting thoughts in his mind and was preparing to use the Tiger Roaring Sky Technique, but the decaying old man suddenly said, "Don't hurry, breaking and then standing is not a success every time. Once it is broken too hard, it is easy to cause excessive damage and cannot be recovered. Do not use any exercises this time, and let the true qi in the body recover by itself."

Feeling that what the decaying old man said was quite reasonable, Zhaoming nodded and lay down quietly. He had nothing to do, and couldn't help but start thinking about something. After a moment, his heart trembled suddenly and he thought of something extremely unreasonable.

When they were in Yaochi, many immortal kings were shocked when they saw him, especially the White Tiger Spirit even shouted the name "Chen Pan".

I don’t know them at all, so what they were surprised was not themselves, but their appearance. They were eight points similar to Pangu’s statue, and the statue was always a little different from themselves, so I could even boldly speculate that I was probably more than nine points similar to Pangu.

Those strong immortal kings should know about Pangu, or have seen Pangu, so they were so shocked.

Although he had just met those immortal kings, Zhaoming clearly remembered that the other immortal kings were surprised, but the high priest looked frightened and seemed very scared. What he was afraid of was not himself, but Pangu, who looked almost exactly the same as himself.

I am afraid of someone. If I see someone exactly the same as him again, I will naturally find a way to kill him, not to mention that I slapped him in the face.

He had already revealed his identity on the Colosseum, but the high priest finally seemed to have nothing happened, just like that, so he survived.

Could it be that I think it was too cheap to kill myself, so I wanted to imprison myself here forever?

I was puzzled, but I couldn't determine the answer.

In a puzzled manner, I suddenly heard the decaying old man say, "Zhaoming, do you know Emperor Wa?"

Zhaoming suddenly came to his senses and asked in confusion: "Huang Wa? I seem to have heard someone say it, but I don't know."

The decaying old man sighed: "Although some things have nothing to do with cultivation and strength, they should be more or less important to know."

Zhaoming nodded: "Please tell me."

He heard many demon clans around him chanting Emperor Wa and changing his lifeless look, he felt strange and asked a little. At this time, the decayed old man said it himself, so he was naturally happy to listen.

The decaying old man thought for a moment, then spoke, "The so-called Emperor Wa is the emperor respected by all races."

"All races?" Zhaoming asked back, seemingly unable to believe it.

The decaying old man blinked: "Yes, all races respect each other. Whether it is the witch, demon or immortal race, the emperor who recognizes is called Emperor Wa."

The witch clan, the demon clan, the immortal clan, and the three clans have the same power and water and fire, which is absolutely not something that ordinary people can do. There are actually people in this world who can do this, and Zhaoming couldn't help but be even more curious.

The decaying old man continued, "The first emperor of Wa was the great emperor of my demon clan, named Jiutou. He was so powerful that he could not find anyone in the world that could match him. In just a few hundred years, he had practiced from Jiji Wuming to the level of the emperor."

"My devil emperor!" Zhaoming's voice began to tremble uncontrollably.

The world-class demon king made countless demon clans fascinated, but was said to have been fabricated by other tribes. Now, the corrupt old man obviously truly existed in this way.

"Yes, it's the demon emperor of our tribe who once unified the prehistoric world and fought to the Ninth Heaven. Unfortunately, I don't know what happened in the end, but suddenly disappeared, which caused the demon clan to split and began a civil war."

"But this is all the past. If you have the opportunity to understand it yourself in the future, it is said that I, the Demon Emperor, was fabricated by. Is it a fledgling person who has been in the forefront or a robber? None of the strong people who have truly experienced that era or know the truth will deny it. The light of the strong will not be concealed by some people who are fucking."

"I understand!" Zhaoming nodded.

The decaying old man said again: "What I want to tell you is the second Emperor Wa."

"The Second Emperor Wa?" Zhaoming was a little curious. He thought that it was rare in the world to achieve such a level. It was a miracle that one could have, and there was a second one.

"Yes, the second Emperor Wa!" The decaying old man blinked his eyes and nodded: "I don't know where the second Emperor Wa comes from. His upper body is like an immortal clan, but his lower body is a snake."

"At that time, the Taoist ancestor Hongjun was in the Heavenly Dao. When he fought on the top of Mount Buzhou, the demon clan Luohu killed all the elites of the demon clan, refined thousands of Taoist bodies of the immortal clan, and forged the blade of the sin of the heaven. The two of them fought for the destiny of heaven, but the one who was the most injured was my demon clan."

"After this war, no one in the world could control the overall situation, and immediately became war-torn. The wars between the various races met and could hardly be dealt with. Fortunately, the second Emperor Wa appeared in the world, holding the map of mountains, rivers and the country, and quelled the war in the world with gentle means, and respected all races. Even the witch clan who was far away from overseas at that time had recognized her identity as Emperor Wa."

"No one knows her origin, nor does anyone know her name. Because she was born as a female figure, she was called Nuwa in order to distinguish her from the first emperor."

"The upper body is like an immortal clan, the lower body is a snake body, and the second Emperor Wa is also my demon clan?" Zhaoming asked in surprise, and even a hint of pride appeared involuntarily between his eyebrows. He cared more about this matter.

Such a person is hard to be one of the most popular characters in the world. Now that they have two of them are actually demons, how can they not be proud?

"I have also asked her if she is a demon clan, but she said it is not. She didn't say that she is, but she just said that it doesn't matter what race it is. As long as you have the heart to be at peace with others and be kind to others, it doesn't matter which race it is."

Speaking of this, a decayed old man appeared on his face: "She is a truly great person. Maybe she is not as strong as the first Emperor Wa, but in my opinion, she is even greater. It is nothing to be convinced by people with their supernatural strength, but with their noble character, people are truly Emperor Wa."

Zhaoming felt that this seemed to be inappropriate, but he didn't know how to refute it, so he could only cooperate and nodded.

The decaying old man did not pay attention to what he was here, and continued: "Huang Wa is a kind person. She does not like war and is also a person who truly treats everyone equally. No matter which clan it is, she has the same status in her heart."

"With her here, there may be minor frictions everywhere in the world, but there will never be a big battle. But it is precisely because of this that disaster has caused it."

"Have you caused trouble?" Zhao Ming was puzzled, and then thought of something and asked in surprise: "Senior, where is the Emperor Wa? Where has Emperor Wa gone again?"

This is a world where strength is the most respected. It is true that the world is convinced by noble character, but Zhaoming also believes that the strength of the second Emperor Wa is definitely not simple. Without the powerful strength, the many heroes in the world would not listen to your benevolence, righteousness and morality.

Even if the second Emperor Wa's cultivation is not as powerful as the first Emperor Wa, it should be a rare rival.

But now, the Taoist ancestor Hongjun has been with Dao for more than three thousand years, and he doesn't even know that there is such a person. And I believe that it is not just me, but there are many people who don't know.

There was only one reason for this result. The second Emperor Wa also had an accident. It was even like the first Emperor Wa, who suddenly disappeared and there was no news.

"Oh!" The decaying old man sighed: "Maybe the position of Emperor Wa is already cursed, the first Emperor Wa mysteriously disappeared, but the second Emperor Wa is in a fire and is suppressed by the high priest of the Witch clan with a fierce object."

"Suppressed!"
Chapter completed!