Fantasy: My mythical beasts all rely on synthesis

"Hahaha, I said Young Master Fengnan, you are too arrogant, right? Although you have become the quasi-son-in-law of Su Mansion, in the end, you are nothing now, the Hundred Mansions League has not yet begun, do you know that everything is still variable? Feng Bei said softly.

Meng Qing's eyes narrowed slightly: "What do you want to say?" Hurry up, you at this stage, you are not qualified to let me guess your thoughts.

Fengbei's eyes gradually gained killing intent:

"What do I want to say? I advise you to converge the point, after all, there is a good saying, the higher you fly, the more painful it is to fall!

Meng Qing touched his chin: "The more painful it is?" I don't think so, the reason why I fly high is just to see how you guys are struggling to fly up in low places. Feng

Bei suddenly looked up: "You think you won, don't you?"

"Yes, I've always thought so."

"Then we'll wait and see, I hope your performance at that time can support your current arrogant appearance." Feng Bei said fiercely.

After he said this, he turned around and left.

"Stop, I said you can go?" Feng Nan raised his head slightly.

Feng Bei turned around, his fists clenched slightly: "What do you mean?"

Meng Qing stepped out in one step, and in an instant he arrived in front of Fengbei, and as soon as he reached out and picked up the latter, he slowly walked to the stairs.

The movements of the two Fangcai attracted the attention of many people, and many people gathered here to watch the liveliness.

"I've never been a generous person, especially the one who bothers me when I'm concentrating on something, I didn't say it before because they are all Fengfu people, there is no need to think about these with you, but now I have found that some people are, don't let him have a long memory, he will never know how to advance or retreat." After Meng Qing finished speaking, he looked at Fengbei.

The latter was carried like a chicken boy without fighting back!

Fengbei's aura moved wildly, and he desperately wanted to break free, but Meng Qing's sense of oppression to him was like a mountain, unable to break free!

And the onlookers of the Feng Mansion disciples also felt incredible.

It turns out that Feng Nan has unknowingly grown to this point?

Meng Qing let go, Feng Bei lost his center of gravity, and fell down the stairs with a clang!

Just as he rolled over the last step of the stairs to land, Meng Qing flashed down, flew up with a kick, and kicked him out of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion!

After doing all this, Meng Qing calmly went upstairs as if nothing happened, and returned to his position to read the scriptures again.

The onlookers of the Wind Mansion disciples were shocked, and their gazes looking at Meng Qing were full of shock!

Without him, this strength is really terrifyingly excessive.

And the news that Feng Bei was kicked out of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion spread throughout the Feng Mansion as soon as possible!

Those who were facing Fengbei were indignant, thinking that Fengnan's actions were really excessive, and united to angrily want to ask for an explanation.

But to their surprise, although the elders also knew about this, they prevaricated other things.

And the Great Elder, as Fengbei's own grandfather, although his expression was gloomy and terrifying, he did not make any substantial movements.

And the few people who used to go to Feng Nan began to speak, saying that they saw the whole story, which belongs to Feng Bei to find fault first, even if they are beaten, they can't blame others.

For a while, the two sides quarreled fiercely.

Soon, some elders who were heading towards Fengbei spread the news that the elders would not impose any sanctions on Fengnangang on the grounds that Fengnangang had made outstanding contributions to the family.

However, there were also elders who submitted applications to the Feng Fu Sect Office, hoping that they would investigate Feng Nan.

Meng Qing didn't know anything about all this, and when he learned what he wanted to know, he returned to his residence and set up a formation around it, building a simple thatched hut around the hall.

The personnel of the Zongren Department wanted to ask Meng Qing to talk, but the person who was dispatched was kicked out as soon as he stepped into Meng Qing's residence!

At this time, those Fengfu people who were indifferent to Feng Nan began to make trouble, and in the end, it was the elders who came forward to suppress the matter.

But the end result is also nothing.

After only two or three days, the incident gradually disappeared.

The youth of the Wind Mansion began to prepare for another thing.

The Hundred Houses League will open soon, and the top level of the Wind House will start accepting applications from everyone!

Meng Qing gave Xiaoqing the full power of proxy registration, and then he began to retreat.

Inside the main hall, Xiaoqing muttered and said indignantly:

"Miss, these guys in the Feng Mansion are really annoying, they always want to smear their aunt!" I really don't know what they think, my aunt is such a kind person, how can they say that! Su

Pu, who was meditating and cultivating, saw through her careful thinking at a glance, and said lightly:

"If you are idle, you can argue with them."

Xiaoqing frowned: "Then how to do, this is in the Wind Mansion, if I do this, they will teach me a lesson."

"You can think too much, not to mention the identities of the two of us, even if you go and scold their young people in front of the high-level of the Feng Mansion now, no one will dare to return the favor, let alone someone will teach you a lesson." Su Pu said softly.

"Is that so? Then I'm relieved, wait... Miss, you are so cunning, you dare to talk to me! Xiaoqing was very happy at first, but when he turned around, he saw Su Pu whispering, and immediately blushed, and stepped forward to beat the latter gently.

The two are laughing and playing, although they are nominal master and servant, but Xiaoqing has accompanied Su Pu since childhood, if they are out side by side, others will think that they are sisters.

Half a month later, Fengfu announced the candidates for the Baifu League.

There were ten people in total, Feng Nan and Feng Bei were impressively listed, in addition to them, there were six people with similar strength, and two people from Feng Fu also came.

They were a little older, and their cultivation was correspondingly stronger, and when they approached the twenty-year cultivation age, they were only a fraction away from becoming a false god.

On this day, when Meng Qing was meditating and pranayama, Xiaoqing ran over happily and pushed the door hard, almost scrapping the thatched hut!

"Aunt, the list of contestants is out, you have been selected!" Xiaoqing said excitedly.

Meng Qing couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, if he wasn't selected, then he would be surprised!

"Aunt, why aren't you happy at all?" Xiaoqing was puzzled.

"Expected things, do you need to be so excited?" Meng Qing asked rhetorically.

Xiao Qing muttered, "Young Master really doesn't eat human fireworks, I'll tell you secretly, this time the Fengbei Young Mansion Lord seems to have found two powerful helpers!"

"Helper? What do you mean? Meng Qing was a little interested.

"Look here, this one is called Feng Chengxu and Feng Chengxu, I heard other people in the Feng Mansion say that these two are foreign relatives of the Feng Mansion, belonging to the line of the Great Elder, and their cultivation age is nearly ten years longer than yours, and their current cultivation is only a little bit away from becoming a false god." Xiaoqing explained.

Ordinary martial artists began to cultivate martial arts at the age of ten, so twenty years of cultivation years was equivalent to the thirty years of ordinary people, and Meng Qing, like Fengbei and those Fengfu juniors, it was only ten years to complete the cultivation years.

Although the conditions of the various ethnic groups were quickly improved, those large families gave this opportunity to the younger ones.

First, under the cultivation of the resources of those powerful forces, after twenty years of cultivation, if their own talent and chance are not bad, they should now become pseudo-gods, and the cultivation limit of this hundred palace league is below the false gods above the holy sacrifice.

Second, in order to maintain a balance between the big forces, they did not send people who had been cultivating for a long time, but the requirements for the small forces were much more relaxed.