Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Hearing Meng Zhao's question, Monk Nagarjuna smiled bitterly, shook his head and said,

"I don't know either. I only learned about these things from the secrets of the royal family. My knowledge is limited. The person who knows these things best is probably the great emperor Beitang Sheng.

In my opinion, even if there are no changes, this big demon statue still has infinite divine power. If you are willing to work hard and find the trick, it is not impossible to activate the power of the god and demon level, and this is not an ordinary god and demon. But the Great Demon God. "

From ancient times to the present, there are not many people who can be called great demons. Even in the ancient times when Hongmeng first opened, gods and demons were everywhere, and great demons could not be cultivated casually.

Therefore, what Monk Nagarjuna said was absolutely fine, and Meng Zhao also took it into his heart.

The most powerful method he has in his body now is the power of Dao Fruit stored in the Divine Mirror of Illuminating Heaven. Using this as a source, he can activate the Divine Mirror to emit power at the level of gods and demons. Even the Divine Mirror is extraordinary and can kill gods. Demons are not impossible.

But compared to the statue of the Great Demon God, it should still be slightly inferior, unless Meng Zhao completely repairs the Divine Mirror.

Or maybe Meng Zhao cultivates himself into a god and demon. In this case, with his purple dragon body, unparalleled talent, and rich heritage, he is not afraid of the statue of the big demon.

Otherwise, this factor must be taken into account to avoid losing the entire game with just one move in the future.

Meng Zhao was not sure why Monk Nagarjuna suddenly mentioned the statue of the Great Demon God, but he still expressed his gratitude and said,

"Master Nagarjuna, your news is very important to me. Thank you very much. Do you need me to do something for you in the image of the Feiyu clan again?"

To reciprocate the favor, Meng Zhao felt that it was not impossible to help Nagarjuna cover up for the time being. Anyway, there was plenty of time.

However, Monk Nagarjuna would not feel that way. The existence of two heavenly beings really put great pressure on him.

"Forget it, I am just saying this today to end my relationship with you. I hope we will never meet again!"

After the words fell, Monk Nagarjuna let out a long roar. The sharp sound spread throughout Xiaohan Mountain, and the few monks in the temple could hear it clearly.

And the moment this sound fell into the ears, all the monks, no matter what their level of cultivation, fell to the ground one after another. Inside their bodies, the endless energy and mind were tempered into one, turning into a golden ball of light. He broke out of his body and flew towards the direction of Monk Nagarjuna.

All that was left was a hollowed-out body that could no longer die. It even turned into powder when blown by the wind and scattered everywhere.

In an instant, the entire Xiaohanshan Temple was filled with numerous golden balls of light, which were very conspicuous like fireflies on a summer night.

Meng Zhao watched helplessly as Monk Nagarjuna swallowed into his belly all the balls of light rising from all over Xiaohanshan Temple. It was obviously an extremely sinister secret technique.

Immediately, Monk Nagarjuna ignored Meng Zhao, swayed, stood up from the ground, and disappeared into a stream of light. At the same time, the huge Xiaohanshan Temple exploded with an explosion of powerful telekinesis, and turned into a stream of light. A piece of ruins, even causing the mountains of this big and small Hanshan to tilt a little.

Such a big movement would not be hidden from Zhao Ruling lurking outside Xiaohanshan Temple.

A black and white divine light flickered, Zhao Ruling fell to the back mountain, and appeared in front of Meng Zhao.

"Why, this Nagarjuna monk suddenly ran away, don't you chase him?"

Although Zhao Ruling was a heavenly being, he was taught the art of Tingfeng by Meng Zhao, but before this place, there was the thought of Meng Zhao's soul. Endless thoughts filled the entire air, isolating Tingfeng's ability. Therefore, he knew exactly what happened here and what Meng Zhao said to the Nagarjuna monk.

The skin and flesh on Meng Zhao's body squirmed, and in a moment, he returned to his own appearance, and the pair of wings behind him disappeared without a trace, and he said,

"There is no need to pursue him. This Nagarjuna monk and Beitang Sheng are not of the same mind. It's just that Beitang Sheng unilaterally wants to instruct him to do things."

With that said, Meng Zhao told Zhao Ruling the story of Monk Nagarjuna trying to refine the young man from the Sirius tribe, but he destroyed it, as well as the conversation between the two. Of course, he also concealed something.

At least what Meng Zhao asked about the relationship between Zhao Ruling and the Beitang royal family would not be told to the other party.

Even Zhao Ruling himself knew that Meng Zhao was a suspicious and cautious person and would never trust him easily, but he knew that there were some things that he still couldn't tell.

Zhao Ruling is a little pity,

"The Sutra of the Peacock King is the supreme magical power of Buddhism. It's a pity."

Meng Zhao was noncommittal. Maybe the Peacock Ming King Sutra was powerful, but Meng Zhao didn't think it could be better than his Heavenly Controlling Dragon Ziwei Emperor Sutra. Especially, he got what he wanted about the secret technique of five-color divine light. He doesn't care about this martial arts anymore.

Moreover, the Kung Fu possessed by Nagarjuna monk should be far more than just the Peacock Ming King Sutra.

At least, the method of smelting Buddha treasures and turning it into the Great Sun Fire Dragon is definitely not the killing magical power recorded in the Peacock King Sutra. It is most likely another Buddhist magical power.

This is normal. Meng Zhao is proficient in more than one magical skill. Monk Nagarjuna has been practicing for decades and has traveled to China and the polar ice fields. It is also very normal for him to be highly skilled in martial arts and have good luck and blessings.

"It's no pity. This person's martial arts is not weak. Even if you and I join forces to kill him, there is no guarantee that he will jump over the wall in a hurry. By then, he will cause irreparable injuries to you and me, which is not worth the gain. Don't push too hard."

To put it bluntly, Meng Zhao used his own methods to confirm that this Longshu monk and Beitang Sheng were not the same kind of people, and that they were not a threat to him, the arrangement and planning of the Northland, so he chose to let him go.

If he was sure that Longshu monk was a serious threat, even if he paid some price and killed him, it would be acceptable.

Zhao Ruling nodded, what Meng Zhao said was not unreasonable.

Take him as an example, if he fought to the death and believed that he would die, even the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace would never be able to escape unscathed.

At worst, he would use all his own cultivation, everything, and self-destruct. The power and lethality were not something that a celestial being could take calmly.

"Do you know the statue of the Great Demon God?"

Zhao Ruling shook his head,

"I have never heard of it. In fact, if there really is this so-called statue of the Great Demon God, and it is used to suppress the great fortune of Shenzhou martial arts, outsiders would never know it except for the core members of the Beitang royal family and even the successive emperors."

Meng Zhao agreed with this.

Longshu Seng's identity is probably not that simple. Even if he is a royal family, he is divided into different levels.

Even more, it is possible that this guy stole the secrets of the royal family. He is a mystery. Why he became a Buddhist monk, why he left Daci'en Temple, and why he came to the polar ice field are all mysteries.

Of course, these mysteries have nothing to do with Meng Zhao. It is more likely that they are internal struggles within the royal family.