Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

The situation on the road was just as Meng Zhao expected. Under the leadership of Cao Zhan, and with the innate master Zhu Guangxi as the Dinghai Shenzhen, the group of people stopped and walked, and deliberately took two detours.

Although some ferocious beasts were encountered, there were no casualties, which proved that Meng Zhao's previous decision was not wrong.

The pills that Huang Baoying led people to refine could not attract the ferocious beasts, and the effect of the beast-repelling pills was still there.

’ Although Cao Zhan is not as good at studying vicious beasts as Huang Baoying, he has rich experience in dealing with them, which is enough to help them avoid danger.

However, the twilight is deep and night is about to fall. Because the terrain on the mountain is complicated, it is easy to lose your way when traveling at night.

Therefore, Meng Zhao and his party found a relatively open and safe place, cleared the snow, drove away the ferocious beasts, and prepared to rest for the night.

Set off as soon as possible tomorrow morning.

Fortunately, people like Meng Zhao are skilled in martial arts, have deep internal strength, and have the internal strength to protect themselves.

Although it cannot be said that such a cold low temperature has no effect on them, at least after wearing cold-proof clothing, they will not be easily induced by cold wind and snow, and their physiques are first-rate and strong.

According to estimates, it was around late afternoon and early Hai, and many people in the temporary camp had already fallen asleep, snoring slightly.

There were huge rocks moved on all sides to block the cold wind, which was a comfort better than nothing.

Meng Zhao was completely sleepless. After a routine of Qi training, he jumped out of the camp surrounded by boulders and made several leaps to reach a cliff not far away.

He put his hands behind his back and stood tall on the top of a tall tree. White steam came out between his breaths, like a thin dragon swimming back and forth between his mouth and nose.

Looking up at the starry night sky, I felt an extremely sad feeling in my heart.

Compared with the clouds and mist during the day, the sky is invisible and hazy.

Yunwu Mountain at night seems to be in another world, from being half-covered and shy to being bold and bold.

The sky is so close to me, as if within reach, as if deep in a fairy palace.

The extremely fresh air surrounds the body, making the mind and body clear and refined.

Looking at the sky again, it is clean and pure, like an ink-colored jade belt, inlaid with dazzling dark blue gems, twinkling and incomparably magnificent.

However, Meng Zhao did not allow him to comprehend the natural mysteries of heaven and earth, and was immersed in the magnificent scenery of the mountains. The slightest movement attracted Meng Zhao's attention, causing his purple eyes to flicker, and a cold light shone through.

About a hill away from where they camped, there was a faint flicker of fire, and it was only thanks to Meng Zhao's commanding position that he could see it.

He was shocked, and he didn't know whether it was other people who came up the mountain to hunt for treasure, or a master who had been separated before came here by accident.

Meng Zhao did not act alone, but called Zhu Guangxi who was meditating, and told Meng Chuan, Cao Zhan and others to keep an eye on the camp, and the two quietly ran towards the direction of the shining fire...

He held a makeshift vegetable oil torch in his hand. The green flames swayed with the cold air from outside, and there were faint signs of extinguishing.

Seven feet tall, the originally burly Bai Shicheng was in an extremely embarrassed state. His white coat was in tatters, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth. The sharp sword in his hand was still sharp, but against the confused look on his face, he could How much power it will exert is unknown.

Behind Bai Shicheng were two master guards from the Qin family.

One person carries several bags on his back, all of which are supplies prepared before going up the mountain. His steps are brisk, as if he has nothing.

The other person was carrying a person who might be unconscious, with a solemn expression and a frown.

The two people walked side by side, their eyes occasionally meeting, looking at Bai Shicheng who was originally regarded as a god with angry and hateful eyes, which was extremely strange and had a sense of ridicule.

Suddenly, Bai Shicheng, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped. An abnormal blush appeared on his pale face. He spat out bright red blood with a pop. His breath was a little weaker. The palm holding the torch seemed a little weak. He knelt on his knees, holding a bright long sword, and his pupils reflected the gradually weakening blue flames.

The two Qin family guards who followed showed no mercy. Instead, they looked at each other with cold eyes.

The Qin family guard who was carrying a person on his back said,

"Master Bai, we must find the Meng family as soon as possible and ask them to send the Cao family to take us down the mountain.

The seventh young master died on the mountain. This matter must be reported to the Marquis as soon as possible. "

As he spoke, the guard of the Qin family carefully put down the man he was carrying and lifted up his blood-stained hair. He could still see that it was the handsome seventh son of the Qin family, Qin Tao. .

However, this handsome young man, the son of a noble lord, was like pork on the chopping board, completely lifeless. His clothes were torn to pieces on his chest, and there was a huge sunken blood hole, which looked extremely terrifying.

With such an injury, let alone an acquired warrior, even an innate master with greatly increased vitality would inevitably die.

Bai Shicheng looked at Qin Tao, who was lying on the ground as if sleeping peacefully, and his face quickly turned ugly.

This unsightly appearance was not caused by excessive injuries, but by an extremely bad mood.

He is a strong man in the world recruited by the Julu Hou Mansion. Under the arrangement of the contemporary Julu Hou Mansion, he is dedicated to protecting the son of the Marquis. He also serves as the martial arts instructor of the Marquis Mansion, guiding the martial arts training of some young men and ladies in the house.

He doesn't seem to be an important person, but in fact he is well treated, giving him, a wandering swordsman, enough resources to accelerate his cultivation at the innate stage.

Now it is already the power of the nine innate orifices.

If you can go one step further, you will be in the realm of the cycle of heaven and earth. In the future, you may even be able to reach the ultimate innate realm where you can practice Qi and become a gang.

However, the generous treatment given to him by the Hou Mansion was not out of kindness, but because of conditions.

That is to protect Mr. Hou's heirs and avoid any accidents.

Now, an accident happened. Qin Tao, the seventh young master of the Juluhou Mansion, whom he personally protected, died on Yunwu Mountain. Even though the murderer was a ferocious beast without any sense, he still had to bear the blame and could not explain to Juluhou. .

Therefore, Bai Shicheng was in an extremely bad mood at this time.

"What will the Marquis do to me? Just drive me away. Will he kill me because of the pain of losing his son? I will be blamed for my failure to protect myself?"

If I die, what will happen to my wife and daughter? "

This is the biggest headache for Baishi City at this time.

His wife was his childhood sweetheart, with whom he had been in love for many years and lived together through life and death.

If he is killed, his wife will not live alone. This is the agreement made back then.

His daughter is only eight years old. She is innocent and cute. She is the heart of his heart and cannot be bullied by anyone.

Bai Shicheng was heartbroken when he thought that if he died, his daughter would be alone and bullied, and might not even have the chance to grow into an adult.

In particular, the contemporary Julu Hou has a bad temperament. He is narrow-minded, selfish, and intolerant. However, he loves his children very much. It is completely normal to be angry with him.

What he was worried about was very likely to happen.