Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

In the end, there was no change in the result, and the magic bat was finally defeated by Kumara.

Behind him, the wings of the blood-bone bat were broken, seven out of ten of his blood essence and blood were lost, and his cultivation was almost ruined.

The whole person was like a toad in the quagmire, covered in dust, his clothes were torn, and he was in a miserable state.

A majestic and powerful man with nine innate apertures, roaming across China, powerful and murderous, suddenly fell into the dust like a beggar.

Even though Meng Zhao wanted to kill the magic bat and then quickly, he could still feel the bitterness.

How do you know that the Magic Bat of today will not be the Meng Zhao of tomorrow?

"This is a world of success and defeat, so I want to win, not lose."

Meng Zhao was filled with emotions. In fact, it wasn't just the magic bats. None of his previous opponents were like this.

Those who lose can be considered lucky if they can save a life. Those who are unlucky will suffer disaster for the whole family.

Kumarajiva looked calm and relaxed, wearing a simple monk's robe without any messy wrinkles at the edges.

The breath was calm and there was no turmoil. It was no different from just eating a meal and going shopping.

It can be seen from this that Kumara really did not expend too much energy in dealing with the magic bats.

Meng Zhao stood up from his chair, greeted Kumarajiva, and couldn't help but praise,

"Senior brother, his power is unparalleled and his martial arts is superb. Little brother, I only know today what it means to be an unparalleled general in battle. I am truly in awe of him."

People carry the sedan chair and blow rainbow farts, and it doesn’t cost any money, so why not do it?

Faced with Meng Zhao's praise, Kumarajiva seemed very sober and rational, without being complacent. He clasped his hands and replied,

"Junior brother Muzan, there are countless eminent monks in my Buddhist sect, but my meager conduct is nothing at all.

In the future, when the junior brother has mastered the innate martial arts and uses the power of the Meng Family's Red Flag Order, it will be easy to capture the little magic bat. "

On the ground next to him, the magic bat felt humiliated when he heard Kumara's words. He was so aggrieved and in pain that he went crazy. However, he was unable to get up and could only whimper and squirm on the ground, like a maggot, which was also pitiful.

Meng Zhao walked up to the magic bat and kicked him over, only to reveal a face that was completely different from what he had seen before. It looked haggard, like a mummy, not like a living person at all. He couldn't help but take a step back and said in surprise,

"Senior brother, his face, no, his body?"

Kumarajiva shook his head and said with a hint of regret,

"Although the Heavenly Bat's Blood Transformation Sutra is strange and cruel, there are many hidden dangers in practicing demonic skills. This is because he used his skills excessively and suffered backlash. If there is enough blood essence for him to absorb, he will be able to recover in a matter of seconds. But he’s afraid he’ll never have this chance.”

Meng Zhaoran understood that he had seen the magic bat repeatedly using its methods to break Kumara's first-grade golden lotus magical power, but the further it went, the harder it became to break free. It was obviously due to excessive consumption and backlash.

At this time, Kumarajiva had completed this mission and had perfect merits. He said to Meng Zhaodao,

"Junior brother, my purpose in coming to Nan'an this time is to capture the magic bat and escort it back to the Yujing headquarters for trial. Now that my merits have been fulfilled, it's time to say goodbye to you."

Kumarajiva is also a straightforward person. After arresting someone, he wants to leave without delaying for a moment. This is completely different from his previous method of making the magic bat use all possible means.

Of course, Meng Zhao tried his best to retain him, not to mention Kumara's own force and the power of Landa Temple behind him.

Just last night, when the two of them held candlelight talks, Kumarajiva's knowledge and understanding of martial arts greatly inspired him.

The so-called true scripture is worth thousands of false scriptures.

Landa Temple is today's holy land of martial arts. The research and wisdom on martial arts within it are not only the best in the world, but also the best in the world.

In comparison, the Meng family's understanding of martial arts is inevitably too narrow, egoistic, and biased.

This is normal. The Meng family's martial arts is just started from the ancestor Meng Shentong, passed down and studied from generation to generation, and is limited to the direct descendants of the Meng family.

But Landa Temple is the culmination of martial arts gathered by countless monks for thousands of years. Countless wisdom is focused here, causing collisions and sparks. The martial arts is brilliant to the extreme.

It's a pity that Kumara has made up his mind. Although he has a good impression of Meng Zhao, it can only go so far.

Moreover, he and Meng Zhao spent the whole night talking at length, studying classics and martial arts, and had already given him a lot of guidance, showing the utmost benevolence and justice.

Seeing that Kumara had made up his mind and could not change it, Meng Zhao was a little disappointed. Finally, he mustered up his energy and asked for help.

"Senior brother, I have one more thing to ask for, and I hope you can agree."

Kumaru's face condensed, and he looked at the almost useless magic bat lying on the ground, and made some guesses.

"Could what junior brother is asking for have something to do with this magic bat?"

"That's right, senior brother Mingjian, this demon was originally sent to assassinate me, so after I found out, I specially asked Tianxing Hall to come forward, and finally invited senior brother.

However, in the final analysis, this mephit is just a knife used to kill me.

The man who wielded the knife was still hiding in the dark and was extremely dangerous.

If he is not removed, my junior brother will not be able to live in peace for a day, so I want to interrogate him and learn more about the situation.

Moreover, the magic bat has always been involved with the hell realm. I am thinking of joining forces with the Tianxing Hall to attack the hell realm forces in Nan'an and even Jizhou, so I hope that it will be convenient for me. "

Kumarajiva was in a bit of a dilemma. Normally, prisoners were not allowed to have contact with others before being tried. But firstly, Meng Zhaonai was the target of the magic bat, and the possibility of colluding with him was very small. Secondly, He was yelling at Senior Brother Meng Zhao on one side, but turned his back on others on the other side, and couldn't make even the smallest request, which would hurt others.

So after hesitating for a moment, he nodded in agreement.

"Okay, then junior brother, please hurry up and make sure Mr. Lu follows you, lest the magic bat has any secret means to plot against junior brother."

Meng Zhao was overjoyed and promised repeatedly,

"Don't worry, senior brother, I'll ask him now, it won't take too long.

Senior brother, you might as well rest here for a while. After I finish asking, you can take this person and set off. "

After saying that, Meng Zhao winked at Lu Zhong.

Lu Zhong nodded understandingly, stepped forward, grabbed the magic bat, and looked wary.

Even if the magic bat suddenly bursts out, it may not be able to plot against him. It can be said that he has taken his cautious approach to the extreme.

He took the magic bat to a small room in the inner courtyard of the Miao family, closed the door, and threw it to the ground with a loud thud.

Meng Zhao was originally smiling, but his kind expression disappeared and became gloomy and fierce. A mysterious purple glow surged in his eyes as he stared at the magic bat coldly.

For a moment, the magic bat seemed to be targeted by a vicious and vicious snake. He couldn't help but shuddered, but he was cruel and said forcefully,

"Haha, Meng Zhao, don't try to get anything out of me, I won't say anything."

If he dies, he will die, but even if he dies, he is still a strong man. He will die with dignity and will not be humiliated or coerced by a brat.