Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

When you are under a low eaves, you have to bow your head. The two of them were waiting like this, in fact, they really guessed that Monk Nagarjuna was testing their patience.

After several hours, the performance of Meng Zhao and the young man of the Tianlang tribe should still be in line with Longshu Monk's expectations, so soon a voice came from the monk's room,
"You two come in!"

Meng Zhao then shook his body, his muscles trembling, his feathers swinging, to shake off all the dense snow on his body. Then he and the Tianlang monk stepped into the monk's room, pushed the door open, and entered.

What I saw was a room that was shockingly empty. Apart from one person and a couch made of bricks and stones, there was nothing else.

The material of the entire monk's room seems to be the same as the black floor tiles of the martial arts school. It is pitch black, and there is an extremely strong magnetic force on the surface, which makes this space have countless distorted forces.

As soon as Meng Zhao and the young man from the Tianlang tribe took a step forward, they were immediately pulled and fell by the twisted, scattered, yet numerous magnetic forces. Fortunately, both of them had a good sense of balance, strong true energy, and outstanding lower body skills. They quickly stabilized and stood like a pine tree.

Of course, Meng Zhao pretended to be like this on purpose, performing at the level of a normal, innate warrior.

It was thanks to his superb acting skills and meticulous personality that he took every situation into consideration, otherwise the monk Nagarjuna would have probably discovered his abnormality and flaws the moment he stepped into the monk's room.

The two of them looked towards the monk Nagarjuna who was sitting cross-legged on the couch. They were horrified at the sight.

Because of the special material of the monk's room, the entire space of the house is filled with an invisible distorted force field, and this force field also distorts the vision of the two people at this time.

The monk that was seen was twisted and bent, with a big head and a small body. Behind him was a huge peacock god, which also looked like a hideous and terrifying demon under the influence of the force field. There was no trace of the aura of a divine beast at all.

Meng Zhao and the young men of the Tianlang tribe were inspired and stepped forward to pay homage, calling him Master Nagarjuna.

The Longshu monk now also turned his gaze to Meng Zhao and the young man from the Tianlang tribe. Although it was the same distorted force field, his sight was cast on the two of them without any hindrance.

He could sense the power of his supernatural powers in both of them, but it was a little different from what he expected.

Let’s talk about the young man from the Heavenly Wolf Clan first. His mental strength has greatly increased at this moment, almost to the point of condensing his divine essence. Moreover, this foundation is so strong that, in Longshu Monk’s knowledge, it is extremely rare, even unique.

Although his magical powers and charm of the Mingwang were engraved in the minds of the young people of the Tianlang clan, their nature had completely changed. They were dissolved and digested by the young people of the Tianlang clan's vast foundation and completely transformed into their own nourishment.

He originally thought that he could control this person's life and death like a puppet in his hand, but that has become impossible, unless he can suppress him with force using the power of a celestial being.

The monk Longshu looked again with his Dharma eyes, and saw that the young man of the Tianlang tribe was in perfect harmony with his mind and spirit, without any stagnation, and with a ray of green light and charm. Even he was amazed and felt something in his heart.
"This young man of the Heavenly Wolf Clan is probably the reincarnation of a powerful person, carrying with him the heritage of his previous life. That's why his mind power is so strong. There is hope for him, but it's just hope."

Monk Longshu has basically concluded that this young man from the Tianlang clan cannot escape from his clutches. Even if he is a so-called strong man who has reincarnated and cultivated again, he certainly cannot reach the realm of heavenly man, because the other party's mental power is hidden and he has not awakened the memory of the previous life.

Once he had cultivated his primordial spirit and had the secret supernatural power to reincarnate, how could he be at his current state and still have to rush to Xiaohanshan Temple to fight for the inheritance of the Peacock King Sutra?
Not to mention that he was just a junior of the Tianlang clan who only had mental strength but not the substance of a strong man, even if he had come in person in his previous life, he would not be a match for the monk Longshu.

Then, Nagarjuna turned his gaze to Meng Zhao and observed him with his Dharma Eye.

Between Meng Zhao's eyebrows, a spot of Buddha light was seen, pure and compassionate, yet also full of anger and thunder. Unlike the young man of the Tianlang clan, his Vidyaraja image had completely disappeared. In contrast, Meng Zhao's true form in the sea of ​​consciousness showed the image of a Vidyaraja subduing the devil, majestic and solemn, and its power was even greater than that of the monk Longshu himself.

"Hey, this boy, this boy, actually has such a strange vision, is he the reincarnation of a certain Mingwang Buddha?
No, if he is the reincarnation of a Buddha, his mental power should be as strong as that of the werewolf, with a strong foundation.

But this boy has an ordinary mind. Although he is much stronger than Xiantian, he can never be the reincarnation of a strong man.

So, was it some fortuitous encounter that allowed me to obtain a ray of Acala’s spiritual power, which then absorbed the spiritual power of my Wrathful Fire King, and this caused a qualitative change?"

Meng Zhao's disguise was of course flawless. His level of cultivation and the strength of his soul were even higher than those of Monk Longshu.

Therefore, what Nagarjuna saw and thought of were all what Meng Zhao allowed him to see and guided him to think of.

In this round of confrontation, Meng Zhao took the initiative and had the upper hand.

The main reason was that Monk Longshu had never thought that a powerful celestial being like Meng Zhao, with supreme supernatural powers, would be so despicable as to disguise himself as a small innate and come to worship him and ask for the Peacock King Sutra.

The possibility that had never been imagined prevented Nagarjuna from realizing that Meng Zhao was different from others.

On the contrary, at this time, Longshu Monk's expectations for Meng Zhao far exceeded those of the young man from the Tianlang tribe.

He thought to himself,
“I used the art of splitting my spirit and transforming it into thoughts to disperse into the bodies of the warriors in the Icefield, secretly absorbing their energy and spirit to strengthen my Peacock Divine Thought.

We need a physical guardian to carry the Peacock's divine thoughts. This boy has pure Buddha light, a predestined relationship with Buddha, and his physique is inclined to the Peacock King Sutra, so he is suitable to be the Peacock's residence."

It turned out that Nagarjuna had no good intentions. He was not looking for a disciple to inherit the tradition. Instead, he was looking for an unlucky guy, an unlucky guy with great talent who could perfectly inherit the Peacock King Sutra, so as to enhance the power of the Peacock Magical Power he practiced.

This magical power was created by him based on a secret method hidden in the Beitang royal family's collection and the Peacock King Sutra.

The aim is to nurture a peacock god through the technique of dividing the spirit and transforming the mind, which is equivalent to dividing the soul into two, one for the body and the other for the peacock.

Needless to say, the original body is enough, but the peacock only has spiritual consciousness but no physical body. It has great limitations, and its fighting ability is also disappointing.

Therefore, Nagarjuna monk wanted to attract a strong man to use his body to carry the Peacock God's consciousness.

In this way, the Peacock's divine consciousness, combined with a perfect physical body, can just transform into one of his clones, with top-level combat power and infinite potential, which is equivalent to subduing a celestial beast of the same level as himself as a guardian.

Think about it, he is already a powerful celestial being, and through the secret techniques and magical powers, he has gained an additional combat power that is almost the same as his original body.

When one plus one is added, the combat power is increased to an unimaginable degree. (End of this chapter)