Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 1 Meng Zhao
At night, the moonlight is faint, as quiet as water, pouring over the earth.

Dayong Dynasty, Jizhou Nan'an County City, Xiyuan of the wealthy Meng family.

A young man dressed in purple was standing side by side in the empty and quiet courtyard, surrounded by a hazy light red light rendering.

The boy's eyes were slightly closed, his hands were placed across his chest, his fingertips were staggered, and he pinched the Arhat seal.

The expression is solemn and dignified, just like the solemn Buddha statue in the temple.

At the same time, concentrate on the inner strength in the body, urging the surging inner strength like a wave.

Between breaths, like pulling a bellows, the huge airflow fluctuates with the boy's breathing.

It vaguely seems to hear the sound of chanting scriptures, and it can be seen that its viscera and muscles are strong, as if a fierce beast is hiding in it.

Through the soft moonlight, it can be seen that the boy's appearance is extremely outstanding.

He was about eighteen years old, with long satin-like black hair tied behind his shoulders with a silver knot, neatly combed.

His sword eyebrows flew obliquely, his face was as black as ink, his nose was like hanging gall, his lips were thin, and his face was soft and heroic.

The whole person is as white as jade under the hazy red light, and his figure is also extremely tall and outstanding, with a heroic and extraordinary momentum.

Suddenly, the young man's slightly closed eyes opened, and in the dark night, it was like two white lightning flashes, sharp as knives, making people dare not look directly at them.

The long white air exhaled is like an arrow shot out, condensed and lingering.

The young man regained his composure, stood with his hands behind his back, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and thought to himself,

"Finally mastered the Arhat Boy Kung Fu from this empowerment.

Although it failed to directly open up the sea dantian, it has created the strongest foundation.

But after all, it is above average, like a vast quiet lake, and there is still room for improvement. "

There are three stages in Houtian Martial Arts in this world.

They are the three levels of absorbing breath and condensing the essence, accumulating qi and transforming the sea, and mastering the meridians, which can also be simplified as the three stages of entry, small success, and great success.

Not to mention taking breath and condensing the essence, accumulating Qi and transforming the sea requires warriors to accumulate powerful internal strength and open up the sea of ​​Qi in the dantian.

Because this stage is too important, it is also called the foundation of the road.

Corresponding to the dantian opened up by the warrior, there are five grades: pond, stream, lake, river, and sea, and the foundations are completely different.

The most obvious thing is that there is a huge difference in the degree of inner strength.

It can only develop a martial artist foundation like a pool of dantian, which belongs to the worst class.

And the fighters who have opened up such a sea of ​​​​dantians are not only stronger, but also have unlimited potential.

Therefore, in this level, warriors will directly widen the gap, the strong will remain strong, and the weak will become weaker.

Many people, especially the disciples of famous sects, will not pass this level easily, but will spend several years or even longer to polish the foundation of this level.

Being able to open up a dantian like a lake, considering his age, is already very good.

Besides, the origin of the boy is not a simple role.

His name is Meng Zhao, and he is the only son of the second wife of the Meng family, a wealthy family in Nan'an County.

Although both parents died, the relatives are still there, and there is still a huge family business waiting to be inherited.

It's a pity that although this identity is real, he is a fake.

To be precise, the boy is a time traveler.

In his previous life, because he was watching a fight with many people in an antique shop, he suffered a catastrophe, and one inadvertently got knocked down.

When he woke up, he had already come to this strange world.

And what's even more tragic is that he transmigrated into a beggar who was suffering from a serious disease and had no ability to survive.

With no clothes to cover his body, suffering from hunger and cold, he suffered from serious diseases, and it seemed that he died of starvation or disease.

Fortunately, he was spotted and rescued by a mysterious man of unknown origin, and was taken to a mysterious place like an underground palace for more than a year of training.

There is only one training content, pretending to be a boy named Meng Zhao.

The reason is that he has [-]% similar appearance and figure to the real Meng Zhao, as well as a similar age, and has advantages that the disguise technique does not have.

For this reason, he lived a life ten times more diligent and diligent than the most difficult schooling period in his previous life.

Learn the real Meng Zhao's accent, behavior habits, master all kinds of necessary knowledge and skills, including writing, history, family tree, martial arts...

By observing the portraits, we can learn about Meng Zhao's interpersonal relationships, which can be described as extremely detailed.

Until three days ago, under the arrangement of the mysterious person, he received an empowerment from a middle-aged monk.

Cleanse the essence and cut the marrow, regenerate the body, and replenish the original deficient body.

He also obtained more than 20 years of pure internal cultivation out of thin air, and opened up his dantian like a lake.

In terms of pure cultivation, it is even worse than the real Meng Zhao.

This is actually very important.

After all, the similarity in appearance is easy to carve, and the gap in martial arts is easy to show one's feet.

How could a weak chicken who has practiced martial arts for one year and has weak internal strength be Meng Zhao who has practiced for ten years and has a solid foundation?
Afterwards, the mysterious man even completed a drama of exchanging the civet cat for the prince, swapping him with the real Meng Zhao.

You know, Zhen Mengzhao left his hometown and lived away from home for ten years in the Da Ci En Temple in Yujing, the imperial capital.

Returning to the family this time, he was accompanied by a large number of Meng family masters to protect him.

Under strict defense, he still followed the Tao, and let him successfully replace Meng Zhao and return to Meng's house, which shows that the mysterious man has great magical powers.

And from the fact that the mysterious person revealed his knowledge and mastery of Meng Zhao, it can be deduced that the other party definitely has an extremely powerful intelligence network.

But what made Meng Zhao feel a little relieved was that the mysterious man didn't exhaust his resources and immediately asked him to complete some thrilling tasks.

But just let him integrate into the Meng family with peace of mind and play the role of Meng Zhao well.

Probably equivalent to a latent spy, it may not be activated for several years.

This allowed him to reduce the risk of exposure, which was a consolation.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps from outside the bluestone arch on the west side of the courtyard.

From far to near, without deliberately covering up, brought Meng Zhao's thoughts back to reality.

He straightened his clothes, and his originally gloomy expression and frown quickly relaxed, becoming clear and warm, with warm sunshine.

It makes people feel that he is a modest gentleman at first sight, and he is completely different from just now.

What caught Meng Zhao's eyes was a young man dressed in yellow fir, who walked vigorously.

This boy was not very old, but he looked about eighteen or nineteen, with a round face, big eyes, dark skin, and an ordinary figure.

Although he is not handsome, he looks kind of happy and quick-witted.

Meng Zhao's mind instinctively reflected the boy's message:

Lu Le, who was born as an orphan, was adopted by Lu Zhong, a three-generation old servant of Meng Zhao's family and the second housekeeper of Meng's family, because of his abnormal bones in his early years, and became Lu Zhong's adopted son.

After Meng Zhao returned to the family, Lu Le naturally became his confidant, neighbor, and entourage.

Moreover, under the premise that Meng Zhao's identity has not been exposed, there is no doubt about this person's loyalty.

Lu Le hurriedly walked up to Meng Zhao, knelt down, bowed his head, clasped his hands very respectfully, and handed a gold-plated invitation card with black letters on a red background to Meng Zhao, saying:
"Master, this is an invitation sent by Second Young Master's servants, saying that he invites you to Yalan Pavilion to taste wine and enjoy the moon."

Lu Le's voice had a cold texture that is rare for teenagers, and it sounded very comfortable.

Meng Zhao didn't accept the invitation, but walked up to Lu Le with a gentle smile, put his hands on the boy's arms, pulled him up, and reproached him softly,
"Ale, I told you before that you are not happy to bow down in front of me.

You are Uncle Zhong's adoptive son, that is, my brother. How can there be any reason for brothers to kneel down and worship you so often? "

Lu Le didn't quite get used to Meng Zhao's approachability, so he said in trepidation,
"Master, this must not be the case. The so-called order of superiority and inferiority is different between superiors and inferiors. You are the master and I am a slave. I was born to serve you, so I dare not mess with the rules.

But if the young master doesn't like it, Xiao Nu will not kneel down in the future, but just bow down, so that you can feel at ease. "

Meng Zhao shook his head, took the invitation from Lu Le, opened it and read it.

The content was very simple, it was nothing more than that the second elder brother of the long room set up a table of good wine and food, and invited him to enjoy it, to recount the long-lost family relationship.

After reading it, Meng Zhao casually threw the invitation into Lu Le's arms and said,

"Ale, what do you think is the purpose of my second brother inviting me over? Should I go to the banquet?"

Although he is a fake, he probably knows the Meng family better than the real Meng Zhao who has been away from home for ten years and never returned once.

Knowing that the second elder brother Meng Wenyan has no good banquets, the intention of inviting him is not so simple.

(End of this chapter)