Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

On the same day, Meng Zhao took Wang Tianlei to Cao's house to ask for the antidote from Cao Yan.

Put elsewhere, the antidote is a rare thing and must be refined with the poison sac of a ferocious beast unique to Yunwu Mountain.

But in the Cao family, it is not without them, and they are even equipped all year round for the injured and poisoned people on the mountain, so the process went very smoothly.

After settling the matter, Meng Zhao stopped delaying and took advantage of the night to take Meng Chuan, Lu Le, and ten elite warriors of the Meng family on the road quietly to avoid attracting the attention of interested people.

As for Cao Zhan, Meng Zhao thought that his brothers of the same clan were still in the mountains and that the Cao family also had matters that needed his attention, so he asked him to stay in this market town temporarily and wait to return to the county with Meng Hongdao in the future.

The group traveled lightly and simply, except for weapons for self-defense, they only brought dry food and water to satisfy their hunger.

The horse is riding like thunder, galloping all the way, with the wind and snow rolling up behind it like a dragon.

After driving for a whole night and a day, they were really exhausted, so they finally came to a village to stay overnight.

The village is called Tuoluozhuang. Although it occupies a large area, there are only about a hundred families living here. Most of the people in the village are named Deng, and they mainly make a living by farming. Nowadays, the economy is good, and everyone Not to mention rich, at least not unkempt, sallow and thin.

Although we take precautions when dealing with outsiders, we generally treat them with kindness.

The village chief of Tuoluozhuang arranged for Meng Zhao and others to live in a row of slightly old and dilapidated brick houses on the west side of the village.

According to the village chief, the owners of these brick and tile houses either left the place to seek life elsewhere, or the old man died and no one inherited the property, so they left it vacant. Whenever anyone passing by came to stay, they would all be arranged here. .

The furniture, bedding, etc. inside are also complete, so that foreign guests can be properly entertained without too many disputes and conflicts with the people in the Tuoluo Village.

Meng Zhao and others walked around the house with red tiles and blue bricks, feeling very satisfied.

Although there are many of them, they are much richer if they live in one room, and they can move in directly without any planning.

It's just that it may have been uninhabited for many days, and there is no smoke and smoke, making the house feel deserted, cold, and uncomfortable.

However, as long as you buy firewood and make a fire, you can quickly raise the temperature.

Furthermore, they are all martial arts practitioners with strong bodies and strong blood. It is enough to have a house to avoid the cold. They slept on the hills in Yunwu Mountain. Didn't they survive it?

In addition, the accommodation conditions are good, and the food is also good. Although there is no special meal, the farm dishes are clean, simple and have many flavors. Even the scrambled eggs are fresher and more fragrant than those in the city.

The fodder used to feed the horses consists of fine grains mixed with coarse grains, and there are special stables to store the horses, which is very convenient.

After everyone had been on the road for a long time, after eating and drinking, and having their feet heated with comfortable hot water, they all returned to the house to rest. Even outside the door, they could hear snoring one after another, like thunder.

Meng Zhao had superb cultivation and a special physique, but he didn't feel very tired. After returning to his small house in a single courtyard, he meditated as usual to practice Qi and recuperate his body. He was in a state where he seemed to be thinking but not thinking, and half thinking but not thinking.

Now he has access to all the twelve regular meridians, leaving only the eight extraordinary meridians. With his talent, understanding, and skills and resources, he will be able to open up the remaining eight meridians one by one in as little as two months and as long as half a year. The day after tomorrow With Dzogchen, you can attack the innate martial arts.

If Xiantian is successful, he may be able to completely awaken the Purple Yuan Dragon Body, and then the world will be so big that he will be able to gallop around.

Therefore, Meng Zhao worked extremely hard and never slacked off.

As the saying goes, God rewards hard work. He has high natural capital and works hard enough. Why worry about the day when he can achieve martial arts and become a god?

The young dragon Xiaojiu also had a hearty meal, but what he ate was not the flesh and blood of ferocious beasts, but the Jingyuan Dan and precious ores specially prepared for it by Meng Zhao. A hard lump bulged out from its slender abdomen.

But looking at the little guy's contented expression, he knew that Meng Zhao had fed him well these days and was in good spirits.

Time passed bit by bit, and outside the house, the full moon had risen to the middle of the sky, and the entire Tuoluo Village fell into silence. Every household was darkened and fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, Meng Zhao's ears trembled, as if he heard something unusual. In the dark room, he suddenly opened his eyes, his purple pupils flashed, the dark room was electrified, like a thunderbolt, and there was a faint smell of burning in the air.

A trace of doubt flashed across Meng Zhao's jade-white face. He turned his face sideways, listened carefully, and thought,

"You are light on your feet. You must have practiced martial arts. Your cultivation level is not bad, at least it is acquired. But why is your aura so ordinary? Could it be that my mental induction is wrong?"

After Meng Zhao understood the wonderful use of the dragon power innate in the Ziyuan Dragon Body, he became quite accomplished in spiritual martial arts. He also studied a magical method of true dragon induction through the Red Dragon Capital Heaven Secret Code, which can generally pass through Qi, smell, etc. , breath, to sense the strength and weakness of people beyond the reach of sight, to avoid to a great extent the sensory deception caused by the technique of hiding breath and hiding breath.

Meng Zhao thought, and the young dragon Xiaojiu climbed up to Meng Zhao's waist with a whoosh, swaying his little head, skillfully disguised as a black belt and wrapped it there, and his little tail twitched playfully.

Then he quietly walked out of the bed, came to the door, stood in front of the crack of the door, stood still, and looked outside.

He even used a special method to keep his breath within his body. Without looking at it with the naked eye, just by feeling, he would just think it was a stubborn stone or a piece of wood, without the breath of life.

In the dark and silent room, there was a person with round eyes and a purple light, standing in front of the door. He looked like someone from a horror movie.

If someone pushed the door open and suddenly saw Meng Zhao hiding behind the door, they would be frightened to death...

The night was quiet, cool and cold, and the silvery moonlight shone down, adding a little more light to the dark earth.

Under the shadow of the moonlight, a petite but plump person jumped from the wall outside the courtyard with agility. When he landed, his body leaned forward, with two trembling lumps on his chest. He was obviously a woman.

He also used an extremely ingenious force-relieving method, which not only offset the aftershocks of the fall, but even made the sound made when he landed extremely soft.

However, despite being surrounded by extremely skilled martial artists, the person who came appeared to be shrinking and sneaky.

Although he had great skills in concealing his whereabouts, he had a guilty conscience. He bent his slender waist, as if holding his breath, and slid towards the room where Meng Zhao was.

Yes, Meng Zhao could clearly see through the crack in the door. The plump female thief who was suspected of being a thief was using a skate. Her cautious and vigorous movements made Meng Zhao almost laugh out loud. He secretly thought, maybe this woman The thief has just started in the industry, otherwise why would he be so unfamiliar with picking doors and sliding locks?