Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Here Beitangxing and Liu Laodao were constantly discussing through sound transmission. Over there, Lu Houer and Gan Mingfeng also had their own thoughts and constant exchanges.

The main point of communication between the two of them was about the middle-aged monk who suddenly appeared, a powerful man of heaven and man. In their knowledge, he was enough to be called the best master in the world.

At least I have never heard of a second person with such cultivation.

As for the Ten Wonders of the World, which were considered to be the pinnacle in the past, after Meng Zhao became a Grandmaster, their aura had completely faded in the hearts of the two of them.

And such a person seems to have great malice towards Meng Zhao now, and it is not known whether Meng Zhao can survive this disaster.

Lu Houer was worried, but Gan Mingfeng had confidence in Meng Zhao and comforted him,

"Brother Lu, don't forget that Meng Zhao possesses the supreme treasure and has the martial arts of a great master. The combination of the two is enough to protect himself even if he is not the opponent of the strong man in that day. In my opinion, Meng Zhao even has the will to defeat him." Turn enemies into friends.”

After all, he was someone who had frequent contact with Meng Zhao. He had already seen that the reason why Meng Zhao transferred the middle-aged monk away and met alone was because he had something to say or a method to use.

Gan Mingfeng never thought that Meng Zhao was a reckless man who only knew how to use force. He had an army of 100,000 and could even decipher the emperor's plans. Such a character was really not something ordinary people like them could explore.

Lu Hou'er nodded. In fact, the anxiety in his heart had not been reduced much. But when Gan Mingfeng said this, he could only choose to believe it. It was not okay to not believe it.

Before Meng Zhao left, he used a special method to seal off the area around them. It was similar to the painting ground used by the warriors of that day. He just used the method of the five elements to produce each other and the rotation. Under the premise that he was unable to do so, he took a clever trick, which can be regarded as A show of force.

Therefore, they couldn't get out, and no one else could get in. They could only wait for the outcome of the confrontation between the two bosses.

If Meng Zhao can come back, they will be safe. If Meng Zhao can't come back, we can only see if the other party is willing to let them both live.

This is probably the helplessness of the weak. At a certain point, whether it is life or death, you really can't make the decision, and you can only let others control you.

On the other side, Meng Zhao transformed into the body of a real dragon, riding wind and lightning, carrying wind and thunder, and finally arrived at a peak shrouded in clouds and mist. With everything in sight, looking down at the world, it felt like it was extremely cold from a high place.

The middle-aged monk followed closely and landed less than two feet away behind Meng Zhao. He looked at Meng Zhao and said with a smile,

"Donor Meng, you brought this poor monk here, but you want to compete with him in martial arts and Taoism?"

Meng Zhao was carrying the Heavenly Evil War Box on his back, standing as tall as a green pine in the mountains. Hearing this, he turned around and smiled at the middle-aged monk,

"I don't have such an idea. Master has cultivated to the realm of heaven and human. His soul is powerful and can travel in the void. Many secrets of heaven are contained in it. Although my knowledge is strong and my potential is pretty good, I can't overcome this natural chasm after all.

However, the master was right in what he said. Meng indeed deliberately brought the master here. His purpose was just to have a frank talk with the master. "

"Oh, what are you talking about? You have the method to destroy Xingtian's head. This is the arrangement left by the two ancient supreme beings. If it can be successful, it will bless the world and gain great merits. This opportunity, no matter what the poor monk Don’t miss it no matter what.”

Meng Zhao nodded, not surprised, not angry, angry, just said lightly,

"This is the thinking of ordinary people. The master is a Buddhist monk with exquisite practice. How can he be harmed by the three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance?"

"Hahaha, what a man, Meng Zhao. He is really eloquent. Unfortunately, I am not the eminent Buddhist monk in your mind. I have all the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance, so why not?"

Come on, now I don’t even pretend to be, I don’t call me poor monk anymore, I just call myself myself, and at the same time, I also show that I am not an ordinary Buddhist.

"According to the information I know, if anyone in this world's martial arts world can break through to the realm of heaven and man, Huikong is the most likely candidate among the Thirteen Fierce Monks who roamed the world and committed endless crimes decades ago.

This Huikong was once a monk of Landuo Temple. He cultivated the supreme Buddhist Dharma and the Holy Book of Brahma. He also stole the thirteen unique skills of Lando Temple, so he was known as the Thirteen Unrivaled Monks.

This man was also a genius at that time, causing turmoil in the martial arts world and even China.

Later, the righteous path united and found out that a reclusive monk in Landa Temple was stabbed in the back by several of Huikong's disciples who rebelled against him. Only then did the genius of this generation who streaked across the sky like a comet fall into an unknown state.

Some people say that Huikong is dead, while others say that he is not dead yet, but has been seriously injured and is recovering in seclusion.

Some people say that this writing of the Huikong Sutra was a blessing in disguise, as it was able to break through a major barrier in martial arts and step into the heavenly realm.

Based on Meng's opinion, I am afraid that Master Huikong may really be able to overcome the difficulties and ascend to heaven.

Master, I wonder, are you the fierce monk Huikong I just mentioned? "

The middle-aged monk smiled, but did not answer. He just looked at Meng Zhao quietly, as if he was deliberately creating a pressure on him.

Meng Zhao didn't care and continued,

"Master, when I was in Yanzhou, I had not yet mastered martial arts. I had an encounter with a master of the Pudu Sect. I fought against three of the four great Dharma Kings of the Pudu Sect, and I was slightly better.

Also, when I returned to Lingwu City, I learned that the ancestor of the Zhou family in Lingwu was once a disciple of the fierce monk Huikong. This man faked his death and escaped, became a master, and hid in the Zhou family. He was also very cunning.

Unfortunately, this person offended me, and I found out about it, so I deliberately used a strategy to divert trouble to the east, attracting the leader of the Pudu Sect, causing him to destroy the Zhou family and injure the ancestor of the Zhou family.

Then, the ancestor of the Zhou family came to my door secretly when he was desperate and became my disciple.

I also learned from this that what the leader of Pudu Sect practiced should be the true biography, or part of the true biography, of the Burning Heaven Holy Canon written by the fierce monk Huikong.

But according to what the ancestor of the Zhou family said, none of their brothers were taught this. It was only after the evil monk Huikong was robbed that the leader of the Pudu Sect received the teaching.

It may be taught by the fierce monk Huikong himself, or he may have found secret books and learned and practiced on his own.

However, if this kind of supreme magical power of Buddhism is so easy to practice, I'm afraid it won't be called the supreme one.

Are you interested in what Master said to me? "

Meng Zhao's series of words can be said to have completed the art of fishing, because it is full of useful information.

The existence of Pudu Cult is a key, and the emergence of Zhouwang Bridge is a turning point.

Monk Huikong is not a true Buddhist. He should be just a warrior in the skin of a monk who likes to take pleasure in revenge and even evil spirits.

Absolutely, there will be revenge for revenge, and there will be hatred for hatred.

If after hearing these two things, he is still indifferent, then this middle-aged monk is probably not Huikong.