Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Niu Dali was a little surprised and a little confused, and said doubtfully,

“So, it’s the people from Pudu who came to Bai Ping Mountain?

It makes no sense. Although Yuan Bin has a bad personality and is dull and boring, he rarely causes trouble. He only focuses on playing with his flowers, plants, insects and birds in the valley, almost isolated from the world. How come the Pudu Sect comes here and is so colorful? Not kind? "

Meng Zhao was also a little confused. He didn't know whether the Pudu Sect was coming from an evil person or if Yuan Bin was complicit in it.

The information he had was too little to form a complete information chain. He could not deduce the relationship between Yuan Bin and Pudu. He could only say,

"No matter what Pudujiao is doing here, our top priority now is to go up the mountain and find Yuan Bin as soon as possible.

If he is in trouble, depending on the situation, you can lend a hand and save him.

If everything is safe and calm, I will figure out the origin of the human bug in my hand as soon as possible. "

Niu Dali was worried because of his friendship with Yuan Bin, but Meng Zhao was different. He and Yuan Bin neither knew each other nor had any friendship. The fundamental purpose of coming here was to find out what kind of human body worm was in his hands. Of course, it was urgent. Follow your own steps.

He didn't hesitate to offend demon heroes like Taozi Tuntian for the sake of human insects. Although he killed Wei Qi to cover up, he couldn't tell when the incident would happen. Naturally, he had to digest the benefits as soon as possible to improve his own strength.

In this way, even if Taozi Tuntian comes to visit him in the future, he will still be able to have a fight with him.

Niu Dali nodded, turned his head and glanced in the direction of Baiping Mountain, and then used the method of transmitting sound into the secret to briefly describe the structure and orientation of Baiping Mountain to Meng Zhao, as well as the location of the Zhuangzi built by Yuan Bin, and asked,

"Then what should we do now? Should we bypass this group of Pudu monks and climb over the cliff into the mountain, or should we deal with them and go straight up the mountain?"

Meng Zhao glanced at the ten monk soldiers guarding the mountain pass. Although they had a fierce aura, they were not very tyrannical. They were generally at the level of acquired martial arts. Of course, if the ten people formed a military formation, then It is another kind of fighting power, which is not the same as that of ordinary martial arts warriors.

However, in Meng Zhao's eyes, these are just local chickens and dogs, and he has no intention of sneaking into the mountains. He said,

"No matter what else, go straight up the mountain, but it's best not to hurt them. The Pudu Sect is not easy to mess with. There must be top masters among them. There is no need to provoke such a powerful enemy."

Meng Zhao was not Long Aotian, who would kill anyone he didn't like in seconds, or even wipe out his clan.

Especially this time at the Bishui Immortal Palace Demon Conference, I saw the outstanding elegance of the three great martial arts masters. I became more aware of the truth that there is heaven outside the world and there are people outside the world. I also felt a little more in awe of this huge world in China.

No matter how strong his potential is, no matter how deep his foundation is, he is not invincible after all, and he still needs to be cautious in doing things.

Niu Dali understood clearly, and with a slight step, his body flew across the sky like a flying swallow, spanning a distance of nearly twenty feet between the big tree where he was and the mountain road. He emptied the air, but it was as light as a feather and silent.

The moment he fell from the sky, he aimed his eyes at the people on the ground. He waved and fiddled with his big hands like cattail leaf fans, and a stream of energy as dense as a ball was like a shower, hitting the acupuncture points of the ten Pudu monks and soldiers, leaving these ten people with no trace of anything. When he had a chance to react, his body instantly stiffened and he couldn't move. He was so horrified that he couldn't speak. He could only move his eyes.

If these ten people form a military formation head-on, even if they are masters of martial arts, it is possible. Unfortunately, facing top innate masters like Niu Dali, they are as weak as children and have no power to fight back.

Of course, this is when there are only ten monk soldiers. If the monk soldiers exceed a hundred, Niu Dali will have some scruples. If the monk soldiers exceed a thousand, he will have to retreat. If the monk soldiers exceed ten thousand, no matter how fierce and powerful Niu Dali is, he will not Dare to provoke.

Meng Zhao's figure transformed into an afterimage, three minutes faster than Niu Dali's movement speed, and he quickly stepped into the mountain path without looking at the monk soldiers who were like wooden stakes at the entrance of the mountain path.

Even from the beginning to the end, the ten monk soldiers who stayed on the mountain road did not see the shadow of Meng Zhao and Niu Dali.

After going up the mountain, Niu Dali became more familiar with the surrounding environment. He led Meng Zhao around and around, and soon came to the bottom of a valley with beautiful scenery and fragrant flowers.

The valley is framed by two gray-white peaks in the middle. The tops of the peaks on both sides are lined with green trees, clusters of pines and cypresses, and are shrouded in clouds and mist. The sound of howling apes and crows of eagles echoes faintly. The mountains are high and the forests are secluded, making it intimidating.

The sides of the valley between them are bare rock walls, and from their respective rock walls, waterfalls are flowing wildly, dispersing into the thick fog. The water flows slap on the rock walls, and the huge impact force makes a rumble. The sound was like thousands of troops on the battlefield charging toward the target, and the momentum was extremely powerful.

At the bottom of the valley, covered by a thin layer of mist, there are all kinds of flowers, ranging from red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. The flower shapes are even more bizarre, attracting large numbers of bees, and butterflies dancing among the flowers. The scenery is so majestic and dreamy that one almost feels like they are in a flower fairy's paradise.

Seeing Meng Zhao's surprised and intoxicated expression, Niu Dali laughed and said with empathy,

"Lao Niu, when I first came to this valley, I was just as fascinated as you, brother. I just felt that if I could live in this place, it would be no different from the Heavenly Palace. The fragrance of the flowers alone would make people feel relaxed and happy. , live a few more years.

Therefore, he was so evil that he thought of killing the owner of this place and occupying this place as his lair.

However, Yuan Bin has good skills and his martial arts skills are not as good as mine, but with his strange secret method of controlling insects, he is even more dangerous. Lao Niu usually prides himself on being brave and invincible, so he does not dare to push too hard.

After everyone took a step back, they became friends without knowing each other, and occasionally they would stay here for a few days.

If you are interested, brother, we can stay here for a longer time after we figure out the origin of the human bug. "

Who said Niu Dali is a rude and ignorant person who doesn't know how to advance or retreat?

What he did was very beautiful. It was in his interests to turn enemies into friends with Yuan Bin, rather than fight him to the death.

People who just fight blindly and are bloodthirsty cannot go far in today's world.

Meng Zhao nodded,

"Let's take a look. I might as well borrow a house here in the future, and occasionally stay here for a few days to kill the rest of the world."

The scenery here is beautiful and has a detached atmosphere, which is suitable for people who live in seclusion or for retirement.

Meng Zhao is only twenty years old now, and he is in a great stage of advancing bravely and diligently, climbing up the martial arts, and making achievements. He will not live here and be isolated from the outside world.

However, it can be used as a vacation and leisure place, similar to a royal summer resort.

Especially his women, Liang Muchiu, Han Lu, and Zhuer, would definitely be very happy if they knew that this place existed.

Of course, whether you can live here depends on Yuan Bin's wishes.