Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

As soon as the Sheji Ding entered Meng Zhao's Dantian, it strangely transformed into two dragon qi circling, and then the clear qi rose and the turbid qi fell, which was quite like the scene of Pangu creating the world.

The dragon qi of the mountain was heavy and descended to the earth, while the dragon qi of the water was light and agile and rose to the sky.

In addition, the purple emperor qi of the heavenly dragons condensed by Meng Zhao evolved into various forms of real dragons, which seemed to have really built a real world that belonged to dragons.

Meng Zhao's body shook, and countless mysterious patterns emerged in his eyes. His feet stood in this illusory space, but his mind had been infinitely elevated, transcending this place, and comprehending the great way of heaven and earth in the outside world. He was faintly promoted, and his body was faint, almost like a sign of immortality.

This surprise was really too big. Of course, the so-called humane sacred weapon and the power of status of Sheji Ding were coveted by Meng Zhao, but at this moment, after it entered Meng Zhao's dantian, the enlightenment it brought to his physical dantian really made Meng Zhao happy.

The power of external objects is ultimately superficial. Only the power of oneself can achieve the foundation.

With the disappearance of Sheji Ding, everyone just woke up from a dream, looking at Meng Zhao carrying the Tianxie battle box, with different thoughts.

Gan Mingfeng was very servile at this time. He hurried forward and said with a flattering face,

"The Dragon King is indeed destined to be born. First, he got the Qianlong dragon vein, and then the Sheji Ding. In the future, he will definitely stir up the wind and clouds and stand on the top of Shenzhou. I congratulate the Dragon King!"

After he finished speaking, Wu Chen immediately followed to congratulate him. In his words, he had already put himself under Meng Zhao's door and regarded himself as a disciple, without any psychological burden at all.

After him, Xu Tingyun and Min Tao also had no reason to insist, and they also expressed their attitude clearly, that is, to recognize Meng Zhao as their master and work for him in the future.

Monk Chengkong held the colorful glass pure world relic in his hands. Although he was reluctant to give it up, he held it with both hands and presented it to Meng Zhao,

"Dragon King, although this relic has been worn away by countless years and its power has faded, the essence of Buddhism inside is more pure. If there is a monk with a pious mind and daily enlightenment, sooner or later it will still shine brightly."

Meng Zhao did not take the relic in his hand, but smiled and said,

"Since you have already joined my sect, this relic will be handed over to you for safekeeping. You will comprehend it first. I hope you will not disappoint my high hopes and become a master as soon as possible, so as to share my worries."

Monk Chengkong was overjoyed. This kind of joyful emotion was really rare in recent years. He was even more grateful for Meng Zhao's generosity and magnanimity. If it were someone else, how could he let this treasure be in the hands of others?

At this time, Mr. Yue was also a little impatient, and said, "Third Master, Meng Zhao has absorbed the dragon vein of Qianlong, and has also conquered the Sheji Ding, and has entered the realm of the Grand Master of Martial Arts. The trend is already established and it is difficult to stop it. If we don't make a choice, I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave this Golden Palace of Suppressing Evil." As soon as he finished speaking, the Third Master Bai had already stepped forward, forced a smile, slightly bent his waist towards Meng Zhao, clasped his fists and saluted, "Meng Longwang, I am Bai Xingyun of the Nine Surnames, the third son of the Bai family's main line. Today, I have seen the unparalleled magical power and supreme luck of the Dragon King. I am ashamed of myself. I am willing to join the Dragon King's sect. From now on, I will follow the Dragon King's lead. I hope you will accept me." Xu Tingyun and others almost laughed in their hearts. How domineering and powerful was the Third Master Bai before? With Lu Houer and Mr. Yue, the entrance to Lishou Mountain was blocked. Many Jianghu heroes and powerful warriors could not cross the line. Even when he went up the mountain, he was in control of the situation and had a clear mind.

Unexpectedly, the world is unpredictable, and the final outcome was such a result.

Such a proud person with an extraordinary background also lowered his head at this time, and I don’t know what he felt in his heart.

Meng Zhao exclaimed, he didn’t expect that the Third Master Bai was so sensible. Before he opened his mouth, he had already surrendered first, which was a bit unworthy of the status of the direct descendant of the Nine Surnames.

In Meng Zhao’s opinion, he had to threaten him or Mr. Yue repeatedly admonish him to correct the mentality of the Third Master Bai.

Now it seems that he underestimated him. In terms of martial arts, the Third Master Bai may not be a master, but in terms of being a person, he is indeed from a noble family, and he completely considers his own interests, life and death as the first consideration.

Before Meng Zhao could say anything, Mr. Yue sighed, clasped his fists and bowed to Meng Zhao, saying, "Like the Third Young Master, I am willing to submit to King Meng Long and follow your lead from now on." After all, he still had some of the baggage of a Grandmaster, and he was not as humble as the Third Young Master Bai. However, as a Grandmaster, he could say that, so what else could he ask for? Meng Zhao, of course, stopped when he saw the good, and smiled with narrowed eyes, "You two are serious. We are just friends. We will be loyal to each other and help each other in the future. Let's do this. I just got some tricks from the dragon vein, which are quite mysterious, and I will give them to you." As soon as the voice fell, Meng Zhao shot out many light gray silk threads from the pores of his body, gathering strength like a bow, and fell on the people who had just submitted to him. These people were shocked, but they could not avoid or defend against the arrival of the silk threads. In an instant, the bodies of Mr. Yue, Mr. Bai San, Gan Mingfeng, Xu Tingyun, Min Tao, and Wu Chen were all covered with this gray silk.

However, after this tangible substance fell on their skin, it instantly evaporated and turned into a gray airflow, blending into the bodies of several people.

They only felt that this air flow, furry and itchy, invaded the depths of the bloodline, and actually contained extremely mysterious creations. It stimulated their own bloodline abilities to a certain extent, causing their qualifications and talents to be improved to a certain extent.

Mr. Kisaragi, even his skill has increased to a certain extent. As he breathes out, deep in his soul, he has gained some advanced insights into martial arts.

It can be called a mass fortune, and this fortune has indeed brought them a lot of improvement.

At least this trip to Lishou Mountain is not in vain.

Of course, the benefits are obtained, but there are also hidden dangers.

Of course they knew that among these benefits, there should also be a way for Meng Zhao to blackmail them. Although this was a bit difficult to clean up, it would be the same choice for them.

Reliance is not just based on words. Before there is actual loyalty, perfect control methods are still needed.

Even if Meng Zhao didn't say it, they knew this very well.

As for Monk Chengkong, he has not experienced this.

The main reason was that Meng Zhao was even willing to temporarily lend the relic to the other party, so there was no need to use this method to control the other party.

Furthermore, Monk Chengkong has no fixed residence and will return to Lingwu City with Meng Zhao later, so there is no need to go to such trouble.

Others either cannot be trusted or are far away. Without control methods, the hidden dangers are too great.

However, not everyone accepted this method.

There are two exceptions.

Mu Yi, and Lu Houer.