Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

According to normal understanding, when a child of a noble family like the capital is working abroad, he must have protective measures around him.

After all, being away is not as good as being at home, and it seems a bit strange for Mr. Fang Xiaohou to come to the banquet alone tonight.

Furthermore, Meng Zhao can see people very well. When Fang Xiaohou saw the man who used branches to make swords and breathed out his breath to make swords, his face was a bit pale. However, when he confirmed Zhu Guangxi's identity, he revealed a few... He was very calm, obviously he couldn't solve the other party, but he had a way to maintain it for a while.

As expected, the misty sword shadow that Zhu Guangxi pointed out split into dozens of paths, and was so powerful that no one dared to block it. However, Mr. Fang Xiaohou did not retreat but advanced, and charged forward with a cold snort.

Just when the shadow of the sword was about to enter the body and the young prince of the Qingning Hou Mansion was about to be killed, a golden light suddenly lit up, and a bright golden light appeared from the surface of the young prince's body. The light, the most yang, the most strong, the most holy, surges and rises, like a burning flame.

In the void, a low and majestic voice of chanting sutras came from "This is what I heard. For a time, the Buddha lived in the city of Wangha, in the mountain where the elders..."

Meng Zhao discerned based on what he had learned that this seemed to be a scripture from the Lotus Sutra.

As soon as the sword shadow touched the golden light, the golden light flourished, and countless golden Sanskrit words flowed on the surface of the golden light, turning into a ball, protecting Mr. Fang Xiaohou's entire body at 316 degrees without any blind spots, and then even more It was as if Tang Woxue had melted away the sharp sword shadow.

This sword shadow has a name. It is one of the swordsmanship moves in the Selfless Sword Sutra. The Mystic Sword is made by extracting a trace of human spirit and combining it with the selfless sword energy. It can not only damage the physical body, but also It can kill spirits and contains great power.

In the future, if you study the Art of Swords in Heaven and Earth, you can take this Mystic Sword one step further and develop it into a Divine Sword.

These dozens of sword shadows meant that he had no mercy and wanted to kill Mr. Fang Xiaohou with one blow.

However, Mr. Fang Xiaohou used some kind of protective means to break Zhu Guangxi's Mystic Sword.

Not only did it keep him intact, it also directly backfired on Zhu Guangxi, making the innate master who had firmly controlled the situation since his appearance shake his body, his eyes dimmed, and two long lines of blood flowed from his nose, making him look extremely terrifying.

Meng Zhao's eyes lit up. Although his knowledge was not good, after a period of hard work, it was not bad either. He could see the origin of Mr. Fang Xiaohou's method.

It is a certain secret treasure, a certain means of sealing the strong, to protect oneself and even attack foreign enemies, which is extremely precious.

Generally speaking, this kind of secret treasure must have two characteristics.

First, it has the effect of accumulating and nourishing the spirit and hiding the spirit. It can ensure that the spiritual consciousness of the strong will not dissipate in a short period of time, so that he can have independent consciousness, evolve his moves and martial arts, and be ready for action, such as the soul-nourishing jade and the soul-hiding wood. ,wait.

Secondly, in addition to the effect of accumulating the spirit, it must also contain majestic essence. For example, the wood-attributed earth spirit beads in Meng Zhao's hand, the three-hundred-year-old fire python gallbladder, and the water-attributed orbs all meet this characteristic.

But if the two are combined, it is rare. Most of them are made from two kinds of treasures.

In addition to the secret treasure, a strong person who has at least innate great achievements and has reached the level of qi training and becoming a gang must consume his own energy and skill and use special means to seal part of his strength into the secret treasure.

Why must we emphasize practicing Qi to become a gang?

Refining Qi to become Gang, Gang Qi is refined thousands of times, and even a certain kind of heaven and earth Yuang Gang is smelted. It has certain long-lasting properties. Only when the essence is replenished can it last for a long time and not dissipate easily.

The same is true for the way of spirit. If the master's spiritual thoughts are not imbued with a trace of Gang Qi, and he rashly divides his spirit, it will be harmful to himself.

And when it is unsealed using a unique method, this secret treasure can unleash the power of the powerful man.

Obviously, the method hidden in the secret treasure held by Mr. Fang Xiaohou was sealed by a Buddhist master, so it seems that the Buddha's light is shining everywhere, the Sanskrit sounds are bursting, and it has a strong sense of holiness.

Meng Zhao was very envious. The Meng family did not have such a secret treasure. Maybe they did, but it was not his turn to enjoy it for the time being.

Fang Xiaohou is different. As the eldest son of the Qingning Hou Mansion, the future rise and fall of the Hou Mansion is closely related to him, and his safety cannot be compromised. Therefore, even if the Hou Mansion does not have such a secret treasure, he may still spend a lot of effort to get it for him.

After repelling Zhu Guangxi, the golden light on Mr. Fang Xiaohou's body has not dissipated. Instead, it gradually spreads and spreads, turning into a huge golden Buddha palm and grabbing at Zhu Guangxi. The texture of the palm is bright and there is a whirlpool hidden in it, which will directly hit Zhu Guangxi. Take it in.

I saw the fugitive father-in-law let out a long roar, and a majestic sword energy rose into the sky, turning into wind, thunder, rain, lightning, mountains, rivers, animals, all things in the world, and a beautiful floating sky...

The body disappeared from everyone's eyes in an instant, but a dark sword with a height of human height appeared on the spot. The tip of the sword trembled slightly. In an instant, it shook thousands of times. Even this space seemed unable to withstand such violent fluctuations and vibrations.

The sword clanged loudly, and the black light flashed, enveloping a storm of sword energy, and slowly stabbed towards the Buddha's palm.

Meng Zhao was focused, and he secretly thought that something was not right when he saw the Buddha's palm protruding out. His calm expression could no longer be maintained, and he just uttered a curse word, "Bullshit."

Then he didn't care about hiding his own thoughts. He ducked and walked directly in front of a member of a nearby small family. His hands were like a dragon, with the power to shrink thousands of mountains, hold the sun and moon, and hide the majestic power of a real dragon.

Before the young man had any reaction, a strange ray of true energy had locked the blood and meridians of his body, making him feel like a dead person. He could not move or speak, and he could not see clearly who was attacking him. Take action.

However, it was no longer important. In the young man's horrified and desperate eyes, a tragic light emerged. The young man could feel that someone was supporting him and using him as a human shield...

The next moment, there was a rumble and violent vibrations resounding in all directions.

Far away in the street, there was a family who was having enough to eat and drink, and was buried in bed making little dolls with his mother-in-law. He was disturbed by the noise, and almost withered. He was so angry that he put on his clothes, lit a torch, and was ready to see what happened. Something happened.

When I was in my small courtyard, I looked out. My eyes were wide open, my mouth was wide open, and my head was getting bigger. I just kept saying one sentence back and forth,

"What the hell."

In his eyes, the past was as red as fire, the scenery was extraordinary, the majestic flower tower seemed to be inflated, it kept expanding, and then exploded like a burst balloon, starting from the top, layer by layer. Disappeared, pieces of bricks and tiles, strips of horizontal timber, grains of sand and gravel... shattered and flew.

In just a moment, the huge Minghua Tower had disappeared before his eyes.

Yes, it just disappeared, because the whole building was directly hit by some force and collapsed. There was nothing visible in his house from the third floor down, but there was no trace of it from the third floor up.

The next moment, the man ignored the woman who was still lying on the bed, closed his mouth, picked up the torch that fell on the ground, hurriedly opened the door and rushed to the Yamen.

After leaving the door, I saw the neighbors, one family at a time, all running out of the door, obviously noticing this astonishing scene.

In the dark night, the nearby patrol officers and soldiers heard something strange, unsheathed their swords, exposed their long swords, and hurried towards the place where the incident occurred.

On the roofs of the commercial buildings on both sides of the street, there are warriors flying over the eaves and walls, hiding in the darkness, also rushing towards the center of the incident...