Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Meng Zhao knows more about the Meng family than Meng Xi and Meng Wen:

An underground passage leading to the outside of the city has been hidden for more than a hundred years and has not been discovered yet. It is a secret of the Meng family.

The warriors of the Meng Mansion, who have the embryonic form of a strong army, combined with the martial arts halls, escort agencies, gangs, etc. throughout Jizhou, have a deep foundation that is simply unimaginable. It may not be difficult to pull out a strong army comparable to the six battalions of Jibei in an instant.

In addition to the Kong family and Baitou Mountain, they seem to have strong confidence in private, and dare to touch the Fire Dragon Cave...

All these things show that this noble family that has been passed down for more than a hundred years is by no means the strength shown on the surface. If it really works, it may scare many people.

And now, Meng Xi, the eldest son of the Meng Mansion, is so miserable now. I am afraid that Meng Jizu will not give up unless he makes a big fuss. This is his biological son.

At the same time, Meng Zhao was also secretly complaining. No matter what, he and Meng Xi went to the banquet together today, and Meng Xi was so seriously injured. He could not escape the blame. Even if it was not his fault, it was inevitable that Meng Jizu would have a little bad impression.

A slight change in the attitude of the superior was a threat to him who was still in the dormant period.

Think about it, two brothers went to the banquet together, one was seriously injured, and the other was intact. Even if he knew that he had no connection with the intact person, how could he dispel the depression in his heart?

Meng Jizu might be a hero or a hero, but no matter who he was, he could not avoid a mortal heart.

A gloom appeared on Meng Zhaojun's handsome face, and his eyes were grim, like a cold well. With a thought, the surging red flag like a waterfall made the internal breath attack the body by itself, causing more serious internal injuries.

With his current manipulation of internal force, even if the child doctor diagnosed him in person, he would only think that it was caused by a strong external force.

A pain that penetrated deep into his bones spread out. Meng Zhao groaned, his hands and feet stiffened for a moment, and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth and nose involuntarily, looking very haggard.

Meng Zhao was cruel not only to others, such as capturing unrelated people as human shields, even if they died.

He was also cruel to himself.

Seeing that Meng Xi was seriously injured, he was afraid that Meng Jizu would be angry with him, who was not even slightly injured, so he ruthlessly mutilated his body and aggravated his internal injuries in order to gain Meng Jizu's pity and eliminate his anger.

Of course, he was also very measured in his actions. With the help of the three great essence treasures, he would never cause hidden dangers and affect his future martial arts career.

At the same time, he was also sure that the environment was good now, and the masters from all directions would definitely notice the abnormality here and rush here quickly.

Even if Zhu Guangxi was still there, with the self-protection method of this eunuch, he would not entangle with them.

"Master, you are injured too? Just now..." Although Lu Le was treating Meng Xi's injuries, he always paid attention to Meng Zhao. Seeing Meng Zhao, who was full of energy and vitality, suddenly groaned, his eyes dimmed, and then his energy suddenly weakened by more than one time, and he was as weak as a sickly person, as if he would fall down with a gust of wind. After a moment of shock, he couldn't help but worry. He naturally didn't expect Meng Zhao to be so decisive and cruel that he could even kill him. He thought that Meng Zhao had used his strong red flag to suppress his internal injuries before, and now he couldn't bear it, so he just showed it. And if that was true, Meng Zhao was so seriously injured that he still used a little internal force to heal him. How could he afford this favor? If loyalty can still be said to be off the charts, then at this moment, Lu Le's loyalty to Meng Zhao has definitely reached this off the charts. Meng Zhao raised his hand to wipe away the blood, and felt a burning and depressed feeling in his chest. He waved his hand weakly and said, "My injury is just a minor one, and my brother's injury is a problem." Meng Xi heard Meng Zhao's words, and his only remaining eye was moved. "Fourth brother, a friend in need is a friend indeed. Today I finally understand this sentence." Like Lu Le, he also thought that it was because Meng Zhao had just injected internal energy into him to heal his wounds that he could not suppress the injuries in his body and was now in a state of depression. At the same time, he gritted his teeth and swore, "Zhu Guangxi, that bitch, I must kill him." Meng Zhao did not expect that his unexpected move would actually ease the long-standing unfriendly relationship between the two. He did not respond, but just nodded calmly. Seeing that Meng Xi only had a hateful expression, it was probably that the damage to the dantian was not a blow to the eldest son of the Meng family. There were ways to repair it. Even if the Meng family could not do it, the Kong family, where his mother was, would definitely be able to do it. This is the Meng family. For any person from any force in Nan'an except the Meng family, damage to the Dantian probably means the end of the road to martial arts, with few exceptions.

Boom, boom, two sounds of explosive energy came out, and two equally embarrassed figures rushed out from the ruins on the east side, blowing away countless broken walls and tiles, shooting in all directions.

One was naturally the young Marquis Fang, his clothes were torn, revealing his strong body.

However, his breath was condensed, without any scars, and his body was still covered with a faint but conspicuous golden light, with a faint smile on his face.

It can be seen that the power hidden in the secret treasure has not dissipated after a strong impact.

The eunuch Zhu Guangxi looked much weaker, and the sharp energy in the eyes of outsiders was mostly damaged, and the momentum that made people trance could not bring the oppression like mountains.

Meng Zhao was sharp-eyed and noticed that the palm of the eunuch was charred black, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

"The Bukong Buddha Palm of Da Ci'en Temple, no wonder you were so confident all the way, it turns out you are a bald donkey who has prayed to the Buddha."

Zhu Guangxi's face was full of resentment, and his ugly eyes were full of murderous intent and hatred. He had obviously suffered a great loss and could not bear it.

Da Ci'en Temple can be said to be the place that Meng Zhao is most familiar with besides the Meng family. Although he has never been there, he knows every brick, tile, plant and tree there, and it is no different than if he had lived there for ten years. He also knows a lot about the unique knowledge in the temple.

The Bu Kong Buddha Palm, the Pure Kong Buddha Palm, and the Miao Kong Buddha Palm are the three major Buddha palms in the temple. In addition to the corresponding martial arts moves and mental techniques, you must also practice the corresponding Buddhist scriptures to resolve the demonic obstacles hidden in the Buddha palms.

All dharmas arise due to the combination of causes and conditions, and disappear due to the dissipation of causes and conditions, so their nature is empty. The way of birth and death is powerful and tyrannical.

No wonder Zhu Guangxi suffered such a big loss. The monk who was able to practice Fu Kong Buddha Palm to such a level was not only the first monk but also the elder in Daci'en Temple. His sealed part of the strength was enough to defeat the great eunuch in a short period of time.

Meng Zhao was not worried at this time because Zhu Guangxi still had the strength to fight, but he had self-mutilated and his strength was greatly damaged.

This great eunuch who was born in the palace knows how to protect himself. Now that he cannot succeed in one attack and has made such a big fuss, he may have already decided to leave.

Sure enough, after confiding a word of resentment, Zhu Guangxi said no more nonsense. Time was running out. He moved his body, stood up from the ground, turned into a sword shadow and disappeared into the night, while countless footsteps came from all around. The strange people here have arrived...