Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Meng Zhao seemed to be loose with this last requirement, but in fact it was the most demanding test of Mu Yi's ability.

If one is capable enough, ambitious, and motivated, then using the sect's good fortune gained in Lishou Mountain to train soldiers is not a problem. The only difference is the number of people and whether they are strong enough.

If he lacks ability and muddles along, Meng Zhao can tell the difference and won't be deceived for too long.

Mu Yi didn't say much this time, just nodded, but in his heart he was determined to train a powerful force organization comparable to the warriors of the ancient sect, not only for Meng Zhao, but also for himself.

To put it bluntly, with the secret method and experience of training warriors, if Meng Zhao failed and was killed in the future, he, a little Karami, might be able to survive and use this as a basis to switch to others in the future.

After explaining this, Meng Zhao arranged for Mu Yi to go down, and then arranged for Xu Tingyun, Wu Chen, Min Tao and others to come to see him one by one, and arrange errands one by one, either to comfort, win over, or beat, at least for a short period of time. Within, these people can do things for him.

Among them, Xu Tingyun is the one that Meng Zhao pays the most attention to, because he has a strong foundation. I don’t know what opportunities he has gained in Lishou Mountain. His advanced martial arts skills are the best among all, and there are vague signs of becoming a master. .

Meng Zhao was not stingy at all. He told about his breakthrough as a master and related tips. Xu Tingyun benefited a lot. He did not say he was grateful, but he was somewhat grateful.

When the fight was almost over, Meng Zhao took advantage of the moment when Monk Huikong was instructing the twelfth prince Beitang Xing on his practice, and secretly approached Liu Laodao who was following Beitang Xing.

At that time, Liu Laodao was feasting in the room prepared by Pai Gang. Braised pork elbow, crystal shank, spicy leg of lamb, heavy oil, heavy salt and heavy taste. He was not afraid of anyone who came. His mouth was full of oil, and his cuffs and collar were stained with oil. There were oil stains and dripping oil on his beard, which was quite incompatible with his fairy-like appearance.

This is also one of Liu Laodao's joys in life. In addition to observing physiognomy and measuring Feng Shui, his biggest hobby is food.

Meng Zhao's martial arts skills, cultivation and spiritual realm were far superior to that of Liu Laodao. He quietly entered the room, looked at it for a while, and then suddenly said,

"The Taoist priest has good teeth and a good appetite. If he eats such greasy food, are he not afraid of damaging his stomach?"

A normal grand master, in addition to his superb cultivation, his physical strength is not that weak, his internal organs are powerful, his gastrointestinal digestion ability, and peristalsis ability are extremely strong. What does it matter if he is just greasy?

But these hooves, elbows, and legs of lamb are all from the ferocious beasts that rioted in the Lishou Mountain. They contain rich essence of Qi and blood. Liu Laodao is not young yet, so he is still a bit risky.

Meng Zhao suddenly spoke, and Liu Laodao, who was feasting at the table, was startled. He was savoring the mutton carefully, and suddenly swallowed it down his throat, but it got stuck, and he slapped it repeatedly before swallowing it with a grunt. in stomach.

The thin body stood up in an instant, ignoring the bright oil on his hands. He smoothed his beard with an air of immortality and said in surprise,

"How come King Menglong has time to come to Lao Dao? Could it be that he has something to discuss?"

The old Taoist priest boasted that he had no grievances against Meng Zhao and no special disputes over interests. Even if Beitang Xing had a grudge against Meng Zhao, he would not be able to express his anger at him. Moreover, he did not think that Meng Zhao would be so stupid as to plot against him. old man.

Since he was not afraid of the other party trying to kill him, he was naturally not worried about Meng Zhao's intentions, so he appeared to be generous.

Of course, the image may be a bit awkward. After all, I was alone before, eating a lot and not caring about anything else. The main reason was that I didn't expect Meng Zhao to come without telling me and be sneaky.

Meng Zhao laughed, walked to a round chair next to the east window of the room, sat down and said,

"Mr. Meng came here without telling me. Don't blame me, Old Taoist Master. Please sit down and talk. Old Taoist Master, you can just pretend that I don't exist and continue to eat. Let's talk while eating."

After hearing this, Liu Laodao also listened to the advice. He sat back down and grabbed a lamb leg. He ate it and said,

"King Menglong came to me alone. Could it be that what he did was related to the Twelve Princes?"

Meng Zhao was not surprised and said slowly,

"Yes, when I was talking to the master, I heard him mention that these twelve princes have the emperor's Qi and the emperor's destiny. They can be said to be the only successors of the current emperor. They have extremely good luck, and I have some doubts in my heart. Especially Come to the Taoist priest to clarify your doubts.”

Liu Laodao was originally very satisfied with the craftsmanship of this team of cooks, but now the food was tasteless. However, he never expected that a strong man would tell Meng Zhao about the background of the Twelve Princes. .

This, this doesn't make sense.

At that time, this powerful heavenly man wanted to accept Beitang as his disciple, because he had taken a fancy to the potential of the other party, which was extraordinary.

Since I take a fancy to it, I will protect it, and since I care, I will not reveal such intimate and important information to others, especially a person like Meng Zhao who is extremely threatening to Beitang Xing.

But after thinking about it, since the conversation with Meng Zhao, the upsurge in luck in the Beitang meeting has disappeared. It can be seen that it is closely related to Meng Zhao, and there must be something happening that he is not aware of.

He thought for a while, put down the leg of lamb, and said,

"This is true. The Twelve Master's face has a special appearance. According to our fortune tellers, it is called Fu Xi Gu and Yintang Qi Seal. It is the face of wealth and greatness. It is also responsible for the emperor's destiny and has the emperor's aura attached to him."

"Oh, that's the case, then why do so many princes in the royal family turn a deaf ear? Are they just willing to be this foil, or do they not know the faces and fates of the twelve princes?"

"King Meng Long is indeed very powerful, and he immediately grasped the focus of the matter.

In fact, the heirs of the royal family, soon after making a statement, will be taken to the clan mansion to verify their identity, verify their bloodline, and watch their aura and fortune at the same time. Therefore, although the twelve princes have strange faces and heavy fates, they have not yet spoken out. , was noticed by Da Zongzheng of the Zongren Mansion and concealed it. "

This is almost consistent with Meng Zhao's previous guess, confirming his idea.

If everyone really knew this face and destiny, Beitangxing would definitely be in trouble and would not be able to survive now.

Never underestimate the ruthlessness and boldness of some people, and don't think that their appearance or destiny is anything special.

There are many ways to kill dragons in the world, and the secret techniques to kill hidden dragons are emerging one after another.

Not to mention humans, even the cubs of true dragons are at risk of dying. What is there that cannot be killed for a mere prince?

Meng Zhao asked another question,

"Does the Emperor know the appearance and fate of this twelfth prince?"

This question made Liu Laodao stunned. Looking at Meng Zhao, he felt that this young man was simply an old fox in human skin, with a terrifyingly sharp spiritual sense.