Traveling through the world's first

"Equal to eight. Like Hua Tuo, I have lost my memory, but I am not an idiot." Wang Hao said unhappily.

Sai Huatuo laughed and said, "Mr. Wan, I'm sorry, I already have a general understanding of your condition."

"Doctor Sai, what's wrong with my son? Can it be cured?" Wan Fugui asked hurriedly.

Sai Huatuo put away the small cushion and covered the box, then said slowly, "Master Wan, your son is fine now. He just suffered a severe blow to the head and has a mild case of amnesia. He can't remember some things. But he hasn't lost his mind and has not forgotten the basic knowledge. It's not serious, don't worry."

"I'll prescribe a prescription to refresh your mind. Explain some of your son's past experiences to him every day and take him to places he used to go. After a month of treatment, he will basically be able to recover his memory."

"Okay, thank you, great doctor." Wan Fugui said, "Qinxin, take Sai Huatuo to the account office to receive the reward."

"Yes, sir." The maid Qin Xin beside him said respectfully, "Divine Doctor, please come this way."

"Master Wan, Master Wan, I'm leaving now."

"Go, Doctor Sai, take care."

After sending Sai Huatuo away, Wan Fugui sat next to Wang Hao again and said to him, "Sanqian, Dr. Sai just said that you suffered a severe blow to the head. You may be a little confused now that you have just woken up. Don't worry, take some medicine and rest for a month and you will be fine."

"Okay, Dad." Wang Hao naturally nodded in agreement.

"Well, remember not to practice martial arts. It's because of martial arts that you are like this this time." Wan Fugui stood up and said, "Father has something else to do, so I'll leave first. You should have a good rest."

Walking to the door, he said to the servant beside him: "Little Li, take good care of the young master. You just heard what Dr. Sai said. Tell the young master about his past experiences. You have been with the young master for the longest time, so you must tell him in detail, understand?"

"Okay, Master. I will definitely help you recover your memory as soon as possible."

Little Leo bent his waist, lowered his head, and said respectfully.

After sending Wan Fugui away, the servant named Xiao Lizi came to Wang Hao's room and said respectfully, "Master, how do you feel now? Are you feeling better? Have you remembered anything?"

"No, who are you?"

"Um... Young Master, my original name was Li Gousheng, but later on, you gave me the name Li Bai."

"Pfft. What, your name is Li Bai?" Wang Hao just took a sip of tea and sprayed it out.

Li Bai scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Master, this Li Bai is not that Li Bai. I am a rough man and cannot write poetry. I can only wield a sword."

"Young master, you still remember Li Bai from the Tang Dynasty. Young master is really smart." Li Bai flattered him a little.

"Master, I have lost my memory, but I am not stupid." Wang Hao took a sip of tea and said, "Li Bai, what dynasty is it now? What is this world like, what is my identity, what have I done, why did my brain suffer a severe blow, and..."

Wang Hao asked a series of questions, all of which he urgently wanted to know.

"Hehe, young master, don't be anxious. Listen to me and I will tell you slowly. If you don't understand something, you can ask me later. You asked so many questions at once that I can't remember them all." Li Bai said respectfully.

"sit."

"Thank you, young master, for the seat." Li Bai first bowed to express his gratitude, then sat down on a stool across from Wang Hao and slowly began to tell the story.

......

Li Bai said that Wang Hao would occasionally interrupt and ask a question, and in this way, he slowly came to understand the original owner and this world.

First of all, this dynasty is the Ming Dynasty, but it is different from the Ming Dynasty in history, because this is the world of "The World's Number One".

As Wang Hao was born in the 1990s, he had naturally watched this TV series and liked it very much. He watched it several times. He did not expect to travel through time to become the number one in the world and even become the third thousandth.

This is the future richest man in the world.

Of course, he is not yet the richest man now. His father Wan Fugui is the richest man in the world.

So, Wan Sanqian is now a super rich second generation.

Wan Sanqian is now sixteen years old. While practicing Qinggong, he accidentally fell from the roof and fell into a coma.

So, before his father left, he told him not to practice martial arts anymore.

It is probably for this reason that Wan Sanqian in The World's Number One did not practice martial arts, had no ability to protect himself, and was later killed by the Iron-Hearted Godly Marquis Zhu Wusi.

Wang Hao was also shocked when he heard this. Practicing martial arts could actually cause someone to fall unconscious. How rubbish is that?

Secondly, this world is a world of martial arts, with temples and rivers and lakes.

Warriors absorb spiritual energy from heaven and earth to practice, transforming it into internal strength to strengthen themselves.

Picking flying flowers and leaves, walking on the snow without leaving any traces, crossing the river with a single reed, these are not dreams.

And, most importantly, the higher the martial arts level, the stronger the physiological functions and the slower the aging process.

However, it can only strengthen the body and prolong life, but it cannot make people immortal. Living to over a hundred years old is considered good.

After two hours, Li Bai drank a cup of tea, swallowed it in big gulps, and then asked: "Master, why do you want to practice martial arts? There are many masters in our mansion, so there is no need to worry about safety. Moreover, there is also Senior Tang, a master of Huajin, in charge, so not even a fly can fly in."

"Yeah. That's right." Wang Hao was too lazy to explain to him, "Li Bai, what realm are you in?"

"Master, I am ashamed that I can only enter the realm of the room."

"Not bad, Little Leo, you look only a few years older than me, and you've already entered the martial arts world at such a young age. You're a martial arts genius."

"It's all thanks to the young master's good guidance." Li Bai said modestly.

Wang Hao learned from Li Bai that the levels of warriors are divided into entry level, entry level, transformation level and master level, a total of four levels.

Generally speaking, ordinary people can start practicing martial arts at the age of six. From the time the first ray of internal force is generated in the Dantian, it is called the Dengtang Realm. Then they slowly accumulate internal force and strengthen themselves. After twenty years, they are basically twenty-five or twenty-six years old when they are promoted to the Jinshi Realm.

But it is different for martial arts geniuses. Their physical fitness and understanding of martial arts are much higher than those of ordinary people.

And this Li Bai definitely looks like he is less than 20 years old, and he is undoubtedly a genius in the world.

The higher a warrior’s level reaches, the more difficult it becomes to improve.

As the richest family in the world, the Wan family only has a few Huajin masters. Huajin masters in the world are also rare, all of them are guests of honor of major forces, and all of them are well-known in the world.

As for the Grandmaster realm, there are even fewer. From Li Bai, we learned that there are no more than two palms of people in the entire world.

Wang Hao stood up and patted Li Bai on the shoulder, saying earnestly, "Little Li, work hard. Next year, give me the Hua Jin. As my young master's bodyguard, your entry level is too low. If you have any needs, tell me. I can provide any martial arts secrets."

"Ahem." Li Bai was frightened by Wang Hao's words and screamed in his heart.

"How is that possible? Next year, you can just kill me if you are strong enough."

However, Li Bai was just thinking about it in his mind and he didn't take it seriously, so he knelt down and bowed.

"Thank you, young master. I will definitely live up to your expectations."

"Hey, don't kneel down all the time." Wang Hao pulled Li Bai up, "From now on, don't kneel down to me for no reason. I don't want to shorten my life. By the way, from now on, call me Young Master, not Young Master. Pass my order to the mansion."

"Yes, young master...Oh, yes, young master."

"Go down. I'll be alone and quiet for a while. I'll digest what you said and see if I can remember it."

"Yes, Master. I'll take my leave."

Watching Li Bai leaving, Wang Hao sighed inwardly. Even the servants had entered the room, but he had just entered the entry level. Feeling a trace of internal force in his dantian, he sighed helplessly.

He can't even fall to death while practicing light Kung Fu, he is really useless.

Uh...wait, a good-for-nothing who practices martial arts? This plot is a little familiar!