Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

The reason is also very simple. From such a treasure, it is very likely that a divine beast-level existence will be born from it. Using it to transform into a large formation is too extravagant. The input and output are not proportional at all.

Not to mention Meng Zhao, no one in the world would engage in such a loss-making business. After all, from Meng Zhao's current perspective, this hilltop may be a formation, but at best, it is just a little artificial guidance. , not that powerful, not worth the sacrifice of such a treasure.

Moreover, the formation of this amber stone is similar to that of fossils. It must have been extremely long ago. Meng Zhao even speculated whether this was related to the battle between Emperor Shaohao and God of War Xingtian.

But no matter how you think about it, the essence of this mountain top is completely controlled by Meng Zhao, which is equivalent to getting a huge benefit. Although there are some risks, there is still a harvest in the end, and it is a huge gain.

Meng Zhao played with the amber stone in his hand, his eyes were delighted, and he sighed,

"I don't know how many years since such a treasure has been covered in dust. Now that it has been revealed to the light of day, perhaps there is a possibility of the divine beast inside being born. I hope it can be hatched out of Lishou Mountain."

And even if it cannot be hatched, the majestic life essence revealed by the amber stone at this moment is still equivalent to a treasure above the ground level. Even if it is soaked in water and drank every day, it can still produce gains...

Just when Meng Zhao broke through the giant mouth of the sky and obtained the amber stone, Gan Mingfeng also experienced a wonderful experience.

Unlike Meng Zhao who entered the black vortex and crashed directly into the strange mountain top, Gan Mingfeng was one step ahead of Meng Zhao. What he saw after landing was a very simple and simple hall, not the evil-suppressing golden palace that could be seen with the naked eye.

This hall is not small in scale, and the whole hall is bronze-colored, giving it a mysterious brilliance.

In front of the main hall, there is a huge bronze statue.

This figure has his feet on the ground, his fingers pointing to the sky, his long beard fluttering, and in the center of his eyes, there is a Dharma pattern like a cloud seal dragon seal.

In the surrounding void, there are hundreds of chains of different colors penetrating the bronze statue, exuding an aura like a god and demon, and just a trace of the aura leaked directly pressed Gan Mingfeng to his knees. He knelt down voluntarily towards the bronze statue.

At this moment, although Gan Mingfeng was not aware of what happened, he realized that this bronze figure was most likely the mysterious voice that guided him deep in his heart.

Therefore, although he was forced to kneel down, Gan Mingfeng had no intention of rebelling or breaking free. Instead, he pressed his forehead against the cold, smooth ground with great obedience and said,

"I know that my blessings are limited. I am grateful to you for your guidance, so I am lucky enough to be here. I hope that you will be merciful and show me a path. I will definitely be grateful in the future and go through fire and water."

Gan Mingfeng's voice was not quiet. It echoed outside the empty and silent hall, and it was extremely loud.

After waiting for a while, just when he was disappointed and wanted to look up, the mysterious voice sounded in his heart again.

This time, the voice seemed extremely clear, guiding him to drip blood into the bronze statue, and he would receive a hundred-year power initiation, cleanse his essence, improve his qualifications, and then reach the sky in one step and enter the master's martial arts.

This is also a reward for him, because the person he brought is very important and precious.

When Gan Mingfeng heard this, he still had a slight doubt in his heart, could he really do it?

Grandmaster Martial Arts is already the top master in the land of China today. He has been pursuing it diligently, but due to his qualifications, the possibility of success is no more than 20%. This is still the qualification that Qixing Tower values.

This shows how difficult it is to practice martial arts as a master in today's era.

Now, as long as you shed blood on this bronze statue, you can get empowerment, improve your qualifications, and become a master. It is too simple and too childish.

After all, he is not the kind of wandering cultivator or wild fox Zen. Instead, he has been systematically taught by the Royal Family Guards and Qixing Tower. He has his own opinions and understanding of martial arts, and is not someone who is easily fooled.

In his opinion, this kind of explosive growth in strength is not very common, but it is not unheard of.

But there are often hidden dangers, some of which are even fatal. We cannot only see the benefits but not the harms.

He had also come into contact with some secret files in the Seven Star Tower, and had heard of some examples of evil weapons enslaving and devouring warriors by ingesting blood.

Although he was in awe of the voice that appeared directly in his mind, awe did not mean obeying everything, especially when it came to his own safety and future future, he was extremely cautious.

Even if the scene was changed and the object was changed, Gan Mingfeng probably wouldn't be able to take advantage of the other person.

But the situation is different now. Gan Mingfeng is most likely facing a boss-level figure from the medieval era. The opponent regards him as a pawn and may indeed need him to do something.

Under this premise, it doesn't seem impossible to give him some sweetness.

Furthermore, it was precisely because the other party's background was extremely tyrannical that he hesitated, wondering if he could make a bet that he might be able to get out of his current embarrassing situation and soar into the sky.

In addition, he was also very concerned about Meng Zhao's current situation. He didn't know whether the North Meng Dragon King had followed him into the black whirlpool, or whether he had already suffered.

After such hesitation, the voice in his heart sounded again, but this time, it was obviously much colder.

The voice told Gan Mingfeng that if he was unwilling and did not force him, he could be sent away from here, but from now on, he could never come to Lishou Mountain again. He might be able to wander around the periphery, but he could never go to the core area.

Gan Mingfeng thought about it, this was impossible. He had gone through so much trouble to get here. In addition to wanting to win Meng Zhao's favor and fight for a way out for himself, he also wanted to find benefits.

Now that no benefit can be found, who would be willing to leave empty-handed?

Especially Gan Mingfeng is in a difficult situation now. He may have to face triple pursuit from the royal family's internal guards, the Seven-Star Tower, and even the Meng family. Although there is no way to go to heaven or earth, it is still a fatal disaster if he is not careful.

If we don't gain enough strength to protect ourselves at this critical time and a rare opportunity, the outcome in the future will definitely not be good.

After thinking about it again and again, and even thinking of giving it a try, Gan Mingfeng finally made up his mind.

He condensed the thin blade of his hand and gently drew it on the palm of his hand, and a fountain of blood splashed out and fell into the bronze statue.

Gan Mingfeng looked at the bronze statue eagerly, waiting for the power that was about to change his destiny.

Then he saw that after the blood fell on the bronze statue, a thick black mist instantly erupted, from which a sharp mouth full of fangs opened, swallowing all the blood. At the same time, a black mist fell on Gan Mingfeng. .