Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

As for what he would use as bait and what he would use to provoke those who split the alliance, Meng Zhao didn't say yet. He just asked Han Pu to find a skilled craftsman for him as soon as possible. He would be of great use.

Although Han Pu was puzzled, he also knew that Meng Zhao would not take the wrong aim, and he must have been prepared in advance and accepted the order happily...

A winter snow came and went, and it took three days before the snow finally subsided.

Above the vast land, it is covered with silver and covered with white snow. Under the eaves, the ice is bright and clear.

Between the mountains in the distance, the white clouds in the sky are connected with the snow on the mountains. The snowy sky is the same color, the clouds are steaming and the mist is billowing, and it is peerless.

Creaking, creaking, the deerskin boots stepped on the pure white snowdrift, and the snow was half a foot deep. Taking a breath, you can feel the cool air after the snow with a hint of freshness.

Meng Zhao walked through the snow and walked into a remote house.

Han Pu, the fat shopkeeper Qian, and the skinny boss Chai were talking together. When they saw him coming, they hurriedly greeted him and saluted Meng Zhao. Their expressions were extremely respectful and they did not dare to slack off at all.

The three of them didn't know what terrible changes had happened to Meng Zhao. They just felt that the fourth master of the Meng family was sometimes as harmonious as the spring breeze and drizzle, making people regard him as a close friend.

But sometimes it is so majestic, so direct that it makes people kneel down and beg for mercy, and it is full of domineering power.

When shown, it becomes increasingly unfathomable and awe-inspiring.

Meng Zhao stepped forward with his hands behind his back, standing proudly. Under his black warm velvet clothes, his body was as tall and tall as a mountain. His purple eyes looked at Han Pu expectantly.

"How's it going? Is everything ready?"

Han Pu responded with a hint of joy, and then took out a metal scale from the room that was about the size of two ordinary people's hands, with a cyan halo swaying on the surface and a mysterious texture on the surface, and presented it to Meng Zhao.

"It's a bit lighter, and its defensive power is unmatched, but at least it looks 90% the same."

Meng Zhao had actually played with dragon scales. As soon as he got the thing and weighed it, he could see the shortcomings and leaks. Although there were still flaws, it was usable. The most important thing was that he had no time. No more delay.

"Master, what is this? Could it be that you want to use this as a guide to divide and provoke the forces in the alliance?"

Han Pu was quite curious. Although he asked a skilled craftsman to forge this thing according to Meng Zhao's description, he still felt that it was too childish.

Meng Zhao did not answer, but held the metal scale with one hand and turned to look at the other two people in the room.

"Both of you, you two have a great background, and you are both well-informed and experienced. Have you ever recognized what the thing in my hand is? Where is its precious place?"

Shopkeeper Qian shook his head, even a little disappointed. He didn't expect that Meng Zhao would delay for three days just for such a thing. Since it was made by a craftsman and in such a short time, how could it be so precious?

On the contrary, Boss Chai, who had always been taciturn, looked suspicious. He looked at the metal scales with blue light like a flood, and said hesitantly,

"This, if my prediction is correct, these should look like scales taken off by some powerful beast. Could it be the scales of a pure-blooded dragon?"

He couldn't recognize the dragon scales, but based on the known information, he could figure it out.

Bang bang bang, Meng Zhao clapped his hands, admiring Boss Chai's knowledge very much.

"Yes, Boss Chai is right. These are fake pure-blood dragon scales. Compared with the real dragon scales, they are about three taels lighter and the texture is far inferior to the real dragon scales.

But the general shape, texture, temperature, and texture are all different from real dragon scales. "

As he spoke, Meng Zhao lightly tapped the forged dragon scale with his fingers. He heard a melodious sound like a bell, which then gradually disappeared without a trace, showing even more satisfaction.

Han Pu suddenly realized that since it was to use profit to lure and divide them, or even instigate them to fall out, ordinary methods were useless. He had to dig deep and understand it from a fundamental perspective.

Think about it, so many warriors and forces have traveled hundreds of miles and traveled a long way to come. Isn't it the rumored dragon with a nose and eyes that they are doing?

For the sake of the dragon eggs and the dragon cubs that will hatch in the future, they can unite to put pressure on the Meng family. Of course, they can also fall out because of this, and it is not uncommon to fight to the death.

Han Pu couldn't help but feel a little confident in Meng Zhao, and then worried,

"But, young master, these dragon scales are fake after all. Can they gain the trust of those people?"

It's not that Han Pu is throwing cold water, but those in the alliance are mostly strong men with a certain background and family background.

It may be possible to deceive people with little knowledge by using fake goods, but how can those who come from the Hou Bo sect be generally comparable?

Especially the Hou Lei family of Beining, which is much more noble in name than Nan Anbo. Although it is not the founding honor, it is also a family that was awarded the title of marquis for military merit during the Taizong period. It has a big tree and deep roots, and has attracted many strange people and strange things. A capable person who can distinguish between true and false.

Boss Chai also pondered for a moment, shook his head and said,

"Fourth Master Meng, in fact, dragon scales are rare treasures. I feel that many people may have never seen such objects at all, but sometimes, just because they haven't seen them doesn't mean they can't tell the truth from the false ones.

I don’t know where you found this skilled craftsman, and in a short period of time, he made this fake thing, but the fake thing is always fake. Even if I didn’t know it beforehand, I could still tell the clues after I got it. "

Meng Zhao was very interested. He said, put the forged dragon scales aside, waved his hand and said,

"Appreciate further details."

"It's a very simple truth. This object only has its shape, but not its spirit. No matter how similar the appearance is, no matter how complex the texture is, it is still just a dead thing made by craftsmen."

Shopkeeper Qian nodded. He also wanted to know this. Before he was hunted down by Pojia, he had a store selling antique porcelain under his name, and he also knew about related appraisals.

Two identical items, how do you tell one is genuine and the other is a fake? In fact, apart from the subtle differences, the charm is a very important point.

The current dragon scale is just a relatively exquisite handicraft. How can it be hidden from those cunning and shrewd experts?

Meng Zhao nodded,

"That's good. You may not know that real dragon scales have a very strong viciousness attached to them. It's like a ferocious beast screaming at the side. It's very obvious."

As he spoke, Meng Zhao raised his hand and bit one of his fingers, then reached out to the metal scales and squeezed out a round drop of blood, which condensed together and glowed with purple light.

It landed on the metal scales and was swallowed up in a short time.

Immediately, the metal scales underwent an extremely mysterious change.

To ordinary people, they are just like Cai Cai, and there is nothing strange about them.

But people with a keen mind or strong martial arts can feel the majesty and suffocating oppression hidden in it.

This kind of oppression, when used for good, is majesty; when used for evil, it is vicious.