Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Thinking of this possibility, Beitangxing couldn't sleep even more, one thought after another flashed through his mind.

And these thoughts, without exception, are all related to Lu Houer.

"Yes, I am now in Yanzhou, too far away from Yujing City, and my martial arts skills are far inferior to Meng Zhao's. In addition, I am being watched by that dead bald donkey, so I can't do anything.

Perhaps mastering a secret power can be used for oneself and break the current embarrassing situation. "

If you are not free, then your own ideas and plans require external force, others to help you realize them.

Judging from the current situation, Lu Houer is a very good candidate.

First, the opponent's status is very low. This low does not refer to his position in the world of martial arts, but to his position in the entire land of China. The leader of a mere gang is indeed an ant-like figure. Compared to How is his status as a prince different from that of Tianyuan?

There is still a big gap between Jianghu and temples in this world of high martial arts.

Second, Lu Houer is very ambitious, as can be seen from the fact that he went to Lishou Mountain to try to get an opportunity.

Meng Zhao's existence was only to suppress the other party with force. If someone offered him an olive branch, Lu Hou'er might not be tempted.

Thirdly, and what Beitangxing values ​​the most now, Lu Houer, as the leader of a gang, has a pretty good manpower, which is incomparable to those lone rangers with high martial arts skills.

In addition, the woman with the phoenix body was probably an acquaintance of Lu Houer, so she was able to live in the Lu family manor, which further highlighted her status.

Suddenly, Beitangxing jumped up from the bed, straightened his clothes, and was about to go out to find Lu Hou'er. Suddenly he realized that his current behavior was restricted. Every move he makes may not be able to hide it from the other party.

In this case, maybe the dead bald donkey would turn around and tell Meng Zhao that he had ruined his big event.

He must find a way to hide himself, so that at least his attempt to recruit Lu Hou'er cannot be known to Dead Bald Donkey and Meng Zhao.

Of course, Beitangxing cannot succeed by relying on his own methods. His martial arts skills are no more than innate. Even with the guidance of Monk Huikong these days, there is no substantial breakthrough. At least there is no possibility of a breakthrough from the master level.

Even for a master warrior, it is difficult to hide from the attention, ears and eyes of a powerful celestial being.

Therefore, we must rely on external forces.

As the son of the current emperor, Beitangxing's most indispensable thing is his background and trump cards.

After thinking for a moment, Beitangxing reached out and pulled out a long hair from his temple. He twisted the hair around the fingertips of his right hand and formed a simple little man shape.

Then he bit his right index finger calmly and squeezed out a drop of blood, which fell on the little man with long hair.

The two blended together, and Beitangxing used some secret method to make the blood and long hair blend together perfectly.

The originally black long hair turned bright red, and the little man with long hair coiled up looked eerie and weird.

This was not the end yet. The next moment, Beitangxing opened his right hand, and his fingers stretched and contracted, as if he were grabbing something. As time passed, a wisp of purple gas slowly gathered in the palm of his right hand, Eventually it turns into a round ball.

It looks like a way to materialize and gather the true energy, but in fact, with Beitangxing's martial arts, there is no need to spend so much time gathering the true energy. This purple ball is actually another extremely advanced power. .

The moment the purple ball appeared, the bright red long-haired little man jumped up spontaneously as if he was stimulated by something, and fell into the purple ball in one leap.

After soaking in the purple ball for a while, what was originally just a little human form with long hair began to gradually use the long hair as bones, flesh, blood, and fascia. After a few breaths, it transformed into a figure that was almost like Beitang Xing. To the exact same villain.

The only difference is that this villain is about the size of Beitang Xing's index finger. Even if it is lifelike, it cannot be confused with the real thing.

This is a secret technique of false form collected in the royal family's inner treasury. You can use part of your body, such as nails and hair, combined with blood, and a wisp of the power of creation, to create a stand-in doll that has the same breath as your own.

This secret method was created by Taoists in the Middle Ages. It was formed as a way to fake death to escape the world and to bear the curse of evil demons on one's own behalf. It is a high-end application of martial arts and Taoism.

The focus is not actually on the blood or parts of the body, but on the power of creation.

This kind of power involves the existence of Tao and Fruit, and at the very least, only heavenly beings can dabble in it.

Beitangxing himself certainly did not have such means, but he was born in a royal family and had a secret treasure with him, so he temporarily extracted some of it and used it to perform this false form technique.

In terms of breath alone, there is no difference between Xiaoxiao and Beitangxing. Even a powerful person in heaven is unlikely to detect any abnormality.

Of course, this is also because Beitangxing himself was smart and took advantage of powerful warriors, valuing the spiritual sense more than the eyes and ears.

As the saying goes, the eyes can be deceived and the voice can be deceived, but the soul cannot.

However, those who are too superstitious about their souls and ignore their ears and eyes will often suffer backlash.

The Taoist secret method of false form originated from this.

With your eyes, you can tell the truth and falsehood at a glance, but if you use your spiritual sense and spiritual perception, it is so perfect that you cannot detect it.

It takes advantage of some people's overconfidence.

In order to ensure that nothing went wrong, Beitang did not give up. Instead, he placed the little man on the pillow of his bed and separated the quilt into a human shape, as if someone was resting.

Immediately, he gently exercised his skills, and a strong wind flowed around the room, moving up and down, blowing out all the lanterns, and the entire room was plunged into darkness.

Beitangxing's own aura slowly disappeared, and finally seemed to merge with the entire world, regardless of each other. His hidden skills were also top-notch, which at least ensured that Monk Huikong could not be separated.

Of course, this will not be his own ability.

He also used his own secret treasure to shield his own aura.

In another room, Monk Huikong was sitting in lotus position, with the wisdom Buddha light behind his head forming colorful haloes of light, almost the same as the Buddha.

Suddenly, his eyes opened, and in the darkness, two white lightnings flashed across him.

There was a trace of doubt in his eyes, but he calmed down and continued to immerse himself in practice.

With his existence, state, and soul resting in the void, he no longer needs sleep to rest. Daily meditation and practice can restore his spirit and energy compared to deep sleep.

It is true that Huikong never noticed Beitangxing's little actions, but they were just an early warning from the interaction between gods and warriors.

But, he didn't take it seriously.

First of all, he himself didn't take Beitangxing seriously, so naturally he wouldn't keep an eye on him so closely.

Secondly, he was immersed in practice, his soul traveled in the sea of ​​void, and endless insights flowed in his heart.

How can some mundane things hinder his heart? (End of chapter)