Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Lu Zhong's tone of voice was inevitably a little disappointed and sad, and the feeling was inexplicable.

Meng Zhao was very talented and quickly figured out why Lu Zhong sighed like this.

Lu Zhong was seriously injured in his early years, with hidden wounds and great hidden dangers.

Therefore, no matter how he practices, his cultivation level will not improve. The three innate orifices are his end point.

I have to say that for a warrior, having no way forward is extremely desperate and sad.

Since his cultivation level could not be improved, Lu Zhong could only focus on the use and refinement of his true energy and his subtle understanding, and figured out many little tricks and secrets to improve his combat power. This time, the method was just one of them.

But this is a small way, and its effect is only effective for acquired warriors who are not high in spiritual awareness. For people like Meng Zhao who are extremely talented and have a strong foundation, or warriors who are also in the innate realm, this small method is just It's just a small means, and it won't play a decisive role.

The two of them said nothing and rushed into the courtyard where the wine warehouse was located.

Looking at the door, which was made of fine steel and was extremely generous and locked from the inside, Meng Zhao's eyes twitched and his hands on his back ached slightly. He turned to Lu Zhong and said,

"Uncle Zhong, can you blow open this door?"

Lu Zhong was also a little surprised. In fact, this scene was a little too weird. It was obviously an ordinary wine warehouse, and the courtyard was no different from other small courtyards. However, the door was so solid and thick that it was difficult to understand.

And this door is not just made of fine steel. Although he is old, his eyesight is still bright, and he can faintly see that some strange ores are smelted into the fine steel, with distinctive textures, making it indestructible.

"Old slave, let's try it."

Lu Zhong was not sure and did not dare to boast about Haikou. Then he stepped forward, with his feet on the horse, holding his breath and concentrating, raising the whole body's Qi. He moved one hand in front of his chest, turning into an afterimage, with black and white Qi in it. He circled his palms and finally blasted towards the fine steel door.

At the same time as the palm was struck, the invisible air currents between heaven and earth were absorbed by the vortex stirred by the palm. In the end, the withered palm actually became full of flesh and blood on the way, thick and thick, and even grew more than one circle in size.

In the end, it was like a mutated palm was actually imprinted on the stainless steel door, like thunder from the sky, an axe, a knife, and a loud bang that echoed throughout Sun's house.

Many people were shocked to the point where their ears were ringing and their eyes were filled with stars. They had no idea what was going on. They thought it was thunder in the dark night and were so frightened.

And Meng Zhao, who was in the middle of the small courtyard, felt that the earth was shaking, swaying from side to side, and everything in front of him was changing. His body was like a small boat in the stormy waves, about to capsize at any time in such a violent turbulence.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long and gradually subsided.

After a palm strike, Lu Zhong stepped back several steps, leaving inch-deep footprints on the wide stone floor. The crushed stones turned into powder, and the coarse trousers on his feet were shaken by the strong force. explode.

The palm that struck out was filled with steaming heat and turned into white mist. The flow of energy and blood had reached the limit. Unless he used the force skillfully and knew how to use force to relieve force, the force of the shock was enough to break the bones of his hand.

However, such a fierce and domineering palm only left a three-inch deep palm mark on the door smelted and cast from fine steel and special ores, and it was no longer sustainable.

Lu Zhong's face turned a little pale, but fortunately it soon returned to rosy. He frowned, shook his head and said,

"It seems that it can't be done, Master, we have to find another way."

Meng Zhao was slightly surprised. Lu Zhong's palm seemed ordinary and simple, but in fact it was clumsy. Even though it could break a few feet of thick steel, it was difficult to shake the door. It must have been mixed with other things.

He was not that disappointed. Looking at the wine warehouse in front of him, he suddenly smiled bitterly, shook his head and said,

"Uncle Zhong, it's so blind that we can't see Mount Tai. Since we are here to show off our violence, why do we have to enter through the gate? Isn't breaking through the wall also a way?"

This is also a habitual thinking. When you go to a place or space, you naturally go through the main door.

But the door is now indestructible. They can't break it, but they can find another way and break through the wall directly.

Lu Zhong's eyes lit up. Yes, the authorities were obsessed with it and almost did something stupid.

He moved his feet and instantly landed in front of the cyan brick wall on the side of the door. With a flourish of his sleeves and palms, a large handprint of transformed vitality directly smashed into pieces the wall that seemed thicker and stronger than the stainless steel door.

Countless gravel flying fragments flew towards the inside of the wall, crackling and hitting some porcelain, making countless shattering sounds, and at the same time, there was the sound of gurgling springs and the aroma of wine.

It should have been caused by the strong gravel that smashed the wine jar in the wine warehouse, causing the wine to flow out.

Lu Zhong clapped his palm again, and the boiling dust was flattened by a strong force, rolled into a ball of earth, and fell to the ground, revealing a hole that could allow one person to pass through, and a slightly warm orange light emanating from the inside.

Just as Lu Zhong was about to go in, Meng Zhao suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him. His eyes were deep and he said,

"Wait a minute, Uncle Zhong, don't be impulsive. Feel it carefully. Is there really anyone inside?"

When Lu Zhong heard this, he was sluggish for a moment, unable to keep up with Meng Zhao's rhythm. Then he thought of something and his face turned ugly. With the spiritual sense of an innate master, he sensed the wine warehouse in front of him.

Because a large hole was made in the wall that could allow one person to pass through, and the inside and outside were connected, the perception was particularly clear. I found that there was no movement of breathing or heartbeat inside, but instead there was a strange pungent smell, like alcohol and kerosene mixed together.

If Sun Yuan is an innate master, Lu Zhong's perception is likely to be deceived, but there is a high probability that the other party is not. Then it is obvious that the head of the Sun family is not in the wine warehouse now. This is a trap.

With the huge amount of alcohol and possible fire oil hidden in it, if it were contaminated by sparks, it would immediately turn into a sea of ​​fire. Even if he had innate cultivation and his life would be safe, he would inevitably be in a state of embarrassment.

Lu Zhong didn't say a word, but Meng Zhao already knew the result. His expression was a little surprised and surprised, and he sighed,

"It seems that this member of the Sun family is very scheming. I'm afraid that the entire Sun family has been deceived by him."

Meng Zhao did not doubt that the boy from Sun's house they had just caught was lying. He did not have such high sentiments, nor did he have the courage and belief, so they could only say that he was also deceived by Sun Yuanwai.

Naturally, Meng Zhao and Lu Zhong got only false information from the false information.

Meng Zhao sorted out his thoughts. Something happened to the Sun family in the county town. Sun Yuanwai from Lijia Town knew about it and became aware of the crisis. He deliberately let everyone know that he had fallen asleep in the wine warehouse that night, but in fact he escaped quietly and disappeared.

The tight defense outside the wine warehouse and the impregnability of the wine warehouse itself are even more confusing.

Meng Zhao and Lu Zhong were not aware of it and almost capsized, which taught them a vivid lesson.

"No wonder the old man from the Sun family entrusted some of the family's heritage to this person for safekeeping. This illegitimate son has something special."