Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Meng Zhao nodded and agreed with Hong Tianzheng's concerns. In fact, he couldn't trust the other party based on words alone.

Not everyone has his extraordinary wisdom and foundation in martial arts.

However, since he decided to do this, of course he had his own plans and a certain probability of success.

With a thought in mind, he raised his left hand and saw a silk thread as thin as hair and as white as frost and snow slowly protruding from the tip of Meng Zhao's index finger, moving with the wind. It was as long as a long snake, but tougher than a diamond.

This silk thread is derived from the feathered insect in Meng Zhao's body. It is integrated with it, just like a human organ, and can spit out silk thread.

Its texture is tough, indestructible, and its piercing power is astonishing. It is a natural weapon that kills people invisible.

It's just that Meng Zhao has always kept it secret and used it as a trump card to hide it.

Of course, these are just the surface characteristics of silk. Its real purpose is to absorb the essence and blood of living things.

In addition to absorbing essence and blood, it can be used to explore the conditions in the human body, grasp the direction of the qi and blood meridians, and even study the conditions of the internal organs, bones, etc. in a deeper way, which is very effective.

Hong Tianzheng was shocked when he saw something like silk appearing on the tip of Meng Zhao's finger. It was flexible and changeable.

Because of the extremely close distance, he could clearly recognize that this was a materialized object, rather than condensed with true energy.

Simply, simply not like a human being. How can a human be able to spit out something like silk?

Most people might think of him as a demon, but he doesn't.

Hong Tianzheng was born in a major southern sect. He and Mrs. Hong traveled all over the country for many years, and his knowledge was very broad. He quickly thought of some situations.

For example, practicing special martial arts, such as the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Silkworm, the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Art, the Heavenly Silkworm Demonic Art, etc., will have this miraculous effect. It can also form a cocoon to bind itself, constantly break the limits of the human body, and possess all kinds of unimaginable abilities. It is a way to ascend to immortality, become a god, or become a demon.

These three martial arts are so famous that few people don't know them, but they have been lost for a long time.

There are also some physiques, such as the snow silkworm's body. After awakening the bloodline, silk will also be produced in the body, and the attack methods are changeable. It is especially good at coordinating the power of ice, and has the characteristics of silkworms, which is very powerful.

However, the Snow Silkworm's body is a special constitution, inherited from gods and demons in ancient times, with obvious hidden characteristics. There are only a few examples since ancient times. Its power is far less than that of the Supreme Body, and its rarity is even greater than that of the Supreme Body. It is also a strange thing.

Hong Tianzheng thought a lot. Although some of his thoughts seemed a bit unbelievable, the young man in front of him had already given him too many surprises, and some things were not impossible.

"Here, are you going to use this silk to explore the changes in Qi and blood in Ayuan's body?"

"Yes, this is heavenly silk. It is condensed in my body and is closely related to my mind and heart. In this way, I can freely explore the changes in Qi and blood in Mrs. Hong's body without close contact.

General Hong, please tell me the relevant information and situation. It will not be difficult for me to create a method suitable for Mrs. Hong to help her activate her qi and blood, and even transfuse her blood. "

Only Meng Zhao, a man who possesses the Divine Mirror, has profound knowledge and is familiar with hundreds of martial arts, dares to say such big words. Others, not even the great masters of martial arts, dare to boast.

It's just a matter of creating martial arts. It's even more difficult to take advantage of the situation and adapt to the characteristics of others.

As the saying goes, if your mouth is hairless, your work will be weak.

Meng Zhao's age is a flaw. Another person might think that Meng Zhao who made such bold words is unreliable and it is difficult to trust him.

However, Hong Tianzheng believed in Meng Zhao. His previous performance was on one side and Tiancansi was on the other side, which gave him a lot of bonus points.

"Okay, since General Lu is so confident, I will trust you once. Let's go."

After that, without saying any nonsense, he simply pulled Meng Zhao back to the room and whispered a few words to Mrs. Hong.

Mrs. Hong no longer rejected it, but was a little surprised.

The eyes he looked at Meng Zhao were much softer, and he bowed and said,

"In this case, I'll trouble General Lu."

It's not surprising that her attitude changed. If she didn't have a strong desire to survive, she would have died when the Cold Heart Art broke out.

What's more, she has suffered a lot in these years. In terms of mental tenacity, I am afraid that ordinary men with innate abilities cannot compare to her.

Now that there was a possibility of recovering her health, even if it was just a small possibility, and she didn't have to go against her own will, why wouldn't she want to try?

Meng Zhao nodded, and with a thought, the snow-white silk at his fingertips shot toward Mrs. Hong's right arm with a whoosh.

It was inserted into the Shaohai point on the elbow of her right arm and quickly followed the meridians to explore the qi and blood condition in Mrs. Hong's body.

Meng Zhao's use of Tian silk was extremely subtle, and he started so quickly that Mrs. Hong didn't feel anything yet. The silk had already entered her body that day.

Hong Tianzheng was a little nervous, his eyes fixed on Mrs. Hong, his palms pressed against her back, ready to use his power to treat her at any time, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Mrs. Hong didn't feel any discomfort.

"Ayuan, how do you feel? What are the changes in your body?"

Mrs. Hong was once a martial artist with extraordinary qualifications. She could even study forbidden arts such as the Cold Heart Jue. She was certainly not an ignorant person.

"I feel very good. I don't feel any discomfort. Instead, I feel a surge of energy and blood, and my body feels warm."

Hearing this, Hong Tianzheng quickly grabbed Mrs. Hong's hand and

In the past, Mrs. Hong's body surface temperature was extremely low due to the power of ice in her body. The palms of her hands, as the ends of blood transportation, were even colder. Only by soaking in hot water or using true energy to stimulate the circulation of qi and blood could she feel the heat.

Now, Hong Tianzheng really felt the temperature of Mrs. Hong's body, which surprised him inexplicably.

In contrast, Meng Zhao's expression changed slightly, just because following the silk, he could sense that Mrs. Hong's body was really riddled with holes and could collapse at any time.

Fortunately, there were many forces that protected Mrs. Hong's heart and fought for a glimmer of hope.

These many powers are very complex. It seems that they are the infuriating energy imported into the body in order to resist the power of ice, and all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures.

At the same time, the aura that froze everything and chilled depression even flowed into his body along the silk threads of the sky.

In the room, visible to the naked eye, the sky silk connecting Meng Zhao and Mrs. Hong began to emit a thick white mist in a very short period of time. It was extremely cold and covered with white frost.

It was dozens of times stronger than the chill that Meng Zhao had just shown off his martial arts skills to Hong Tianzheng.

"General Lu, be careful."

When Hong Tianzheng saw this scene, his heart tightened. There were two people connected at both ends of the silk. Needless to say, his wife, if the power of ice invaded Meng Zhao's body along the silk, there would be big trouble. .

However, Meng Zhao didn't take it seriously. He was no ordinary martial artist. His Purple Yuan Dragon Body was comparable to a supreme physique.

The blood is the most yang and the most strong, the most divine and holy, the most domineering.

Even the power of ice that only a master can control may not be able to do anything to him.

He even wanted to use this to get a glimpse of the mystery of the power of heaven and earth.

Then he allowed this ice power to flow into his body along the sky silk thread.