"Haha, Ministry of National Security, external members..." The old liar smiled and took out a small notebook from his pocket. This small notebook still had the aura of the founding of New China in the last century, and it was obviously a bit old.

"This word is really powerful..." Wei Qingqing glanced at this small notebook, feeling that the words on it had a sharp aura, and seemed to have seen this font somewhere, so she couldn't help but praise it.

"You can see it too? This was mentioned by Chairman Mao himself. Hehehe. Over the years, people's notebooks have been replaced several times, and they are all new. We notebooks, hehe, we are not willing to change them..." The old liar laughed.

"Hiss... It's really..." Wei Qingqing carefully observed the font and it was really the same as the words written by Chairman Mao. She couldn't help but take a breath and looked at the old liar with admiration.

"Hehe, when the Republic was first established, the Kuomintang underground forces were making trouble everywhere in the country, so our martial arts people were of great use..." The old liar recalled the scene of his prestigious scenes in various places, and he couldn't help but open his arms.

"Ahem, you should hurry up and talk about what this karate master wants, right?" Mrs. Liu coughed twice, awakening the old liar who fell into the memories of the hero, and also made the hero's recollection that year.

"Ahem, let's continue, and then..." The old liar coughed twice and began to talk about the serious matters. "This man practiced karate, but he practiced authentic inner alchemy. In the late Qing Dynasty, the Eight-Nation Alliance robbed Beijing. The ancestor of that man obtained a secret book of alchemy in the Qing Palace treasure house, and then became the heirloom of their family. In each generation, only the eldest son of the direct line can practice..."

Speaking of this, the old liar sighed and said, "This family is cruel enough. After obtaining the secret book, the entire family disappeared immediately and never appeared in front of others. Even if we old people want to get the secret book back, we have no way to start..."

"It sounds like a martial arts novel..." Wei Qingqing drank milk without blinking, for fear of missing a word.

Fat Aunt and Liu also listened with relish.

"Hmph! What do you know? Novels originate from life, but they are higher than life. Martial arts novels exaggerate the martial arts world. In fact, there is nothing mysterious about the martial arts world..." The old liar said disdainfully.

"No! I see that you and that old pervert are fighting so much..." Wei Qingqing said.

"Hmph, the domestic martial arts world, there are only three people in the same realm as the two of us, and the others are not worth mentioning..." said the old liar.

"Oh? And there is another one? Then who is the sacred person?" Wei Qingqing said curiously.

"He is the Tai Chi master of Wudang Mountain, and the previous head of the Wudang Sect. The old bull's nose and Tai Chi thirteen stances have reached an extremely high level. No one in the world can beat him..." said the old liar.

"So, he is better than you and that old pervert?" Wei Qingqing said.

"Of course not. I mean, no one in the world can beat him, but he didn't say that he is the number one master in the world. That old bull's nose is a turtle, and his lethality is not very good, but his ability to resist hits is strong. If he can't beat you, he can slowly grind you until you give up..." The old liar said that when he talked about the Tai Chi master, he felt uneasy. Using Tai Chi to polish foreign craftsmen was really cheating.

"Who is the best master in the world?" Wei Qingqing loves watching martial arts movies and is very interested in the best in the world.

"Although I don't want to admit it, that old pervert is really recognized as the best in the world... I am far from that. My ancestor of Baguazhang was Dong Haichuan in the late Qing Dynasty. His ancestor, but Ji Jike of the Ming Dynasty. The two were separated by hundreds of years. During the hundreds of years, Xingyiquan was perfected by countless generations of martial arts geniuses. It is definitely not comparable to Baguazhang, which has only been more than a hundred years of history..." The old liar could not beat people, and he shamelessly used time to talk about things.

"Okay, okay, the meal is ready, eat first, and then continue to say that Xiao Baoer should be late later..." Yang Ming brought the kang table in.

"Oh... your food is delicious enough..." The food was set on the table, and the old liar was so attracted by the fragrance of the food that he swallowed.

"It's quite delicious. Do you want to eat something?" Yang Ming said with a smile.
Chapter completed!