Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

"Oh, you should tell me, if possible, I might as well help you."

Xue Zihou was full of hope. Maybe Meng Zhao could really help him realize his wish.

"I want to know from Beitang Su's mouth the secret of how he has mastered the Eight Magic Sword Techniques. If I can use this to cultivate the Eight Magic Sword Techniques, connect with the Demon Sword Jingqing, and even hold the Demon Sword in the future, it will be enough to replace Beitang Su in the Magic Sword." The status of the hall will also be of great benefit to your future strategy of conquering Yanzhou. What do you think?"

Meng Zhao was indeed a little surprised by this request. He originally thought that the other party would want him to leave a way to save his life, or pursue other things, such as magical weapons, precious medicines and elixirs.

Seeing that Meng Zhao was silent and seemed to be thinking about something, Xue Zihou thought that the Dragon King of Beimeng knew very little about the Divine Sword Hall and did not understand what the Eight Magic Sword Techniques meant, so he explained it, but he didn't explain it completely. Meng Zhao He raised his hand to stop the rest of his words.

"I know the importance of the Eight Magic Sword Techniques, and I even know why Beitangsu was able to master this technique!"

Xue Zihou couldn't believe it, after all, it was related to the shocking situation of the magic sword, and it was also the biggest secret of the magic sword hall. How could it be known to outsiders so easily.

Fortunately for Chang Bo, he might have heard a few words from his father, and after some derivation, he figured it out.

"This, this is impossible, right?"

"Why is it impossible?

As far as I know, the Eight Magic Sword Techniques of your Divine Sword Hall were learned from the Demon Sword Shock, and they were not created by just one person. They were created by many generations of geniuses with painstaking efforts and blood. After discussion, perhaps, only by analyzing the secrets hidden inside the magic sword bit by bit can the eight magic sword techniques be achieved.

Later, after hundreds of years in your Divine Sword Hall, no one had mastered the Eight Dharmas until a Beitang Su came out.

It's all because behind this person, there is another super strong man of the demonic path paving the way for him, thus asking him to step into the path of the demon and align with the path of the sword. Only when the two phases are harmonious and unified, can he understand the magic sword. method, and then achieved something that had never been achieved in the Divine Sword Hall for hundreds of years. "

With these few words, Xue Zihou already believed what Meng Zhao said. He really knew everything and was not just talking nonsense.

However, two more sensitive pieces of information were revealed, which made him feel a little at a loss for a while, not knowing what to do.

The first is that Meng Zhao, as an outsider, knew the secrets that only a few senior officials in the Divine Sword Hall knew. How did he learn about it?

Could it be that he had bribed someone, or had another chance encounter, which may have made him covet the magic sword? That's why he repeatedly inquired into the secrets, hoping to master the magic sword?

Secondly, behind Beitangsu, in addition to the Beitang royal family, there was also a super demonic boss. This was something he had never known, even though Chang Bo had previously told him why Beitangsu could cultivate the Eight Demon Swordsmen. No way, he just thought that the other party was just lucky and had some inheritance from the devil.

After all, how could a member of the royal family be related to a demonic force that was incompatible with him?

Let’s not talk about it far away, let’s just talk about the recent assassination of Beitang Shu, the ninth prince of Jizhou. According to legend, it was the work of someone from the evil demon Tao. There was a lot of commotion for this, and the forces of the evil demon Tao were swept away. Meng Zhao’s great Uncle Meng Jizu also led a large army to surround and kill a powerful master of the evil path.

Not to mention that Meng Zhao himself shocked the world by capturing Wu Huai'en, the master of Jueqing Tao, with his unparalleled magical power.

Therefore, the royal family and the evil demons are really at odds with each other.

Does the royal family know about this relationship between Beitangsu?

Also, was he coming to the Divine Sword Hall to practice, was it the intention of the royal family, or was it the idea of ​​the super powerful demonic master?

Just these two questions almost burned Xue Zihou's head.

However, although Xue Zihou does not have great wisdom, he does have some cleverness. In fact, these troubles and worries should not be something he should worry about at this level.

Even if he should be worried, it was his father and the bosses at his father's level who should worry.

All he has to do is to strengthen his strength and improve his martial arts. When the Shen Knife Hall encounters a real crisis, he will not only have the courage to stand up, but also be more capable of solving the problem.

"King Menglong, if that's the case, wouldn't it be possible that without the help of that powerful demon master, I would never be able to practice the eight magic sword techniques?"

Meng Zhao shook his head. He would not make rash comments on such matters. Just as he had deduced the secrets of the Eight Magic Sword Techniques before, he only said it was possible and never truly believed that he was omniscient and omnipotent.

"Not necessarily, it depends on what the person did to Beitangsu.

If he relies on the initiation of a certain method to introduce the demon, you have no chance, but if there is only a certain method left, maybe I can help you.

But, let me be honest, I cannot guarantee that you will be able to master the Eight Magic Sword Techniques.

So, this is just your condition. Whether I can do it depends on whether the actual situation allows it. "

Having reached this point, Xue Zihou no longer hesitated and said directly,

"That's enough. I don't have enough talent. Although I have three sword bones in my body, I can't match my father's abilities in my lifetime.

Only by relying on the power of this magic sword can it be possible to catch up with his father's back and achieve great achievements in martial arts and swordsmanship.

As for the power in my body, King Menglong can use it for himself! "

After the words fell, Xue Zihou closed his eyes on the spot, concentrating his mind and calming down, without any precautions.

Meng Zhao nodded, raised his hand and pointed at the third joint of Xue Zihou's back spine. Under the infusion of a gentle energy, Xue Zihou's spine seemed to be blessed by another kind of vitality. Relaxation, there is a clanging sound between the gaps between the bones.

During such grinding, a sharp edge emerged, like a long knife that goes forward in an indomitable way, leaping up from the dragon's spine and heading straight towards the place of Lingfu, which is the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

Meng Zhao's method is to use the fluctuations of Xue Zihou's own energy and blood to stimulate the special power hidden in his body without mixing his own breath, so as to avoid any mistakes, causing this power to change and causing him to miss a moment. Chance.

Fortunately, everything was as usual. When Meng Zhao inspired the power of Xue Zihou's own energy and blood, it went straight into the Ling Mansion, and a familiar strange power rippled out from his body surface again.

In an instant, Meng Zhao seemed to be pulled into an illusion. What he saw in front of him was an illusory river, just flowing along the river, without beginning or end. And where this river was, there was an extremely vast space. Likewise, Endless and without boundaries.

The reason why it is said that it seems like is actually not the environment, but Meng Zhao's use of the Emperor's Qi Reading Technique to observe and figure out the false appearance of this mysterious power.

It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like it was just a moment. Meng Zhao didn't understand much, but at the same time, he did understand some of the essence.

Between his eyes, the depths of his pupils reflected the long river of time and the endless space surrounding it.

At that moment, Meng Zhao was ancient and vicissitudes of life, mysterious and great.