Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

The cold power looks thousands of miles away, and the jade stands high in the snow-capped mountains.

Atop a snow-capped mountain hundreds of feet high, the howling, cold wind like a sword was dispersed by an invisible force.

Although the snow layer on the huge peak is extremely thick and the temperature is extremely cold, there are no waves, and there is not a trace of cold wind. It seems like two different worlds from the outside, with clear boundaries.

A figure was sitting cross-legged on a large bluestone on the top of the mountain.

The waist is straight and straight, the robes are fluttering, and a chaotic scroll spreads out above the head. The deep black is like an abyss, attracting people's eyes.

"Jing Ji is thinking, he actually went to Lingwu City. It's interesting. Could it be that he saw an opportunity?"

Looking closer, I saw this person sitting cross-legged, about thirty years old, with a pair of clear black and white eyes, gentle eyebrows, the whole person looked kind and kind, however, the cold look in his eyes occasionally made people feel... shudder.

Behind this person, there is a very young and beautiful woman with a jade-like nose, white teeth, and a pair of blurry almond eyes. She is not the kind of aggressive thick-faced beauty, but is very soft, like water. It infiltrates people's hearts and moistens things silently.

"Probably, the battle between Meng Zhao and the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace caused a sensation in the martial arts world and everyone in the north knew about it. He must have received the news.

And Meng Zhao sent someone to invite him out of the mountain and went to Lingwu City. It was normal for him to be tempted.

But, I'm afraid, this time he wants to draw water from a bamboo basket, and Meng Zhao is not easy to deal with. Not to mention whether the injury is true or false, even if it is true, this person has always made plans before acting, and his thinking is careful. There must be something wrong. Backhand.

It was impossible for him not to foresee the possibility of luring a wolf into the house and occupying the magpie's nest! "

A beautiful young woman with a clear voice, like a clear spring, sounds ethereal and purifies people's hearts.

However, his tone was extremely powerful, with a sense of pointing the country and being high-spirited.

She knew Xie Wanzhi and Meng Zhao very well.

"Xie Wanzhi doesn't have that big ambition. I guess he also wanted to give it a try. He went to explore the way first. If Meng Zhao really didn't have the strength to resist, he would naturally swallow it up. Maybe he would borrow the Chaos Millstone. "Swallow Meng Zhao's bloodline qualifications to see if he can make up for his hidden dangers and shortcomings. If Meng Zhao has other plans, he will be honest and not dare to make any small moves."

"I really didn't expect that after he cultivated the Star Picker and the Chaos Millstone, he could not win over the Barbarian's Bronze Lie. His physique is probably not ordinary."

The man sitting cross-legged pointed out Xie Wanzhi's background in a few words. He even knew the secret technique he practiced, and he didn't know its origin.

The beautiful woman disagreed and seemed a little unconvinced. She snorted and said,

"That's not necessarily the case. As far as I know, in the battle that day, Xie Wanzhi and Tong Lie did not use all their force in the duel. The Star Reacher used it, but the Chaos Millstone was not triggered.

I feel that if there really comes a fight, a life and death battle, Xie Wanzhi may not be inferior to that barbarian.

After all, he also swallowed six people with special physiques and bloodlines. He has a strong foundation that cannot be compared to ordinary people. "

When the woman mentioned that she had swallowed six people with special physiques and bloodlines, she frowned and hesitated at the corners of her eyes, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable. Then she looked at the man in front of her speechlessly,

"I don't know what you think, master, to create such evil, no, disgusting martial arts, and the effect is not that good."

The Great Millstone of Chaos is similar to the Demonic Art of Swallowing the Sky and Eclipsing the Sun. However, it is different from the Demonic Art of Swallowing the Sky and Eclipsing the Sun, which is used to increase one's own skill, foundation, and realm. This martial art is mainly about It is used to devour blood and qualifications to enhance one's own talents and endowments.

To put it simply, it is abortion.

"You, you, you really don't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings. My great chaotic millstone originated from the secret technique of seizing souls. I used it to usurp the bloodline qualifications of the chaotic body. Then I used this backwards to strengthen it with the method of chaos. The secret technique of seizing souls evolved into the great millstone of chaos.

Among them, the martial arts are profound, which is the way of heaven. We who are not born with a natural constitution or blood will make up for the losses. If we want to catch up with those geniuses, if we do not use some special means to catch up, when can we catch up? "

The man didn't take this seriously, but was very proud of it. After all, this martial arts could be regarded as a reflection of his great martial arts achievements.

Yes, Nangong Yao is one of the best in the world today for absorbing the body of chaos with the secret technique of seizing souls.

However, no one could have imagined that he would be hiding in such a snowy mountain ridge, accompanied by a stunning beauty.

What is even more unexpected is that he is actually related to Xie Wanzhi. Perhaps he not only knows him, but is also very familiar with him.

After all, he himself said that the Chaos Millstone was his own creation, which can be regarded as a manifestation of martial arts mastery. Xie Wanzhi's understanding of this martial arts could only have been taught by Nangong Yao.

The woman curled her lips, disapproving of the cheap master's words, and said,

"What's the use? The physique can be changed, but the understanding is difficult to break through. No matter how strong the physique and bloodline are, it is still far from enough compared to those who are truly talented.

You, old man, have spent so long time, so much experience, and such a high price, but you have only managed to become a Yuanshen, but you have not yet reached the stage. You rely on the way of heaven, and you are as good as Meng Zhao, and even more so than the Lord of the Demon Palace that day. Not even close. "

Nangong Yao glanced at the woman, angry that she wouldn't argue,

"You, you really don't know the value of gold and jade. The method that can consolidate the foundation is rare in the world. The evil magic of swallowing the sky and eclipsing the sun is still inferior to my chaos millstone. In the future, when the merits of the magic are perfect, gods and demons will just take things from their pockets.

I don't break through the level and cultivate to become a celestial being because I don't have an opponent for the time being. It's better to consolidate the foundation and strive to achieve the great success of the primordial spirit. When you enter the celestial being, you will reach the peak of merit and be extraordinary.

Look at you, you have learned my fighting style. In the past two years, you haven't sucked anyone. Your bloodline aptitude has remained unchanged. What can you use to compete with those martial arts geniuses in the future/"

The woman was silent, with a kind of indifference of "you can be as strong as you want, and the breeze blows over the hills".

Nangong Yao glared at the woman fiercely, wondering in his heart, is this woman really like this, or did she realize that I have the intention of using her as a cauldron?

He was not a pushover. Back then, he was like a hardworking gardener who worked hard to water, care for, and grow Madam Jie and her husband, and then reaped the biggest fruit with a fierce blow, without caring about the relationship between master and apprentice, father and son, and father and daughter.

Those two really treated him as their own father.

However, he was a man who was determined to move forward and stick to his principles.

Tools are always tools, and they should be thrown away after use. It is not his style to have unnecessary feelings for tools.