Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Meng Zhao now had an idea in mind. There was a high probability that Chen Xian had a secret record of martial arts and a prescription for a secret martial arts medicine.

However, it is not clear whether it is put into practice, recorded on paper or cloth, or simply remembered in the mind.

If it is the former, there is still a possibility of starting. As long as you find clues, you can always follow the map and find the direction.

If it was the latter, with the passing of Chen Xian and even the passage of several years, the martial arts secrets and prescriptions would have become a thing of the past and could no longer be desired.

Back on the snow slope, Meng Zhao did learn a lot of information from these three people that he had never known before.

For example, the Zhang family has a branch in the county town, and they have already established roots. The two Zhangs are in constant contact, and the family also serves as a channel for the village to the outside world. They prosper together and suffer together.

When Wen San went to the county town, besides the Su family of the Three Lions Chamber of Commerce, Gu Daqing and the Zhang family were also good places to go. Even if they could not accept Wen San and his people, they could still help introduce them and give them a good future.

Knowing this, Meng Zhao had almost squeezed the value of Wen San and the other two to the limit. After all, they were just three villagers and knew very little.

Just as the three were still making faces, the long sword that Meng Zhao had been holding suddenly drew two strange arc-shaped marks like a poisonous snake out of a hole, and pierced Kong Daoba and another person's throat in succession, killing them both.

Then, he looked at Wen San with an inexplicable expression and calm eyes.

Meng Zhao suddenly attacked without any warning and killed people so quickly that Kong Daoba and the man were completely unconscious and died without any chance to react.

Wen San was somewhat interested, but when he saw this shocking scene, he just sighed, and his eyes were filled with indifference and dead silence.

"You don't seem surprised by my method. How come you already guessed that I would not let you go?"

Meng Zhao thought his acting skills were pretty good, and his previous performances were definitely worthy of an award-winning actor, giving the three people a hope of survival.

Could it be that Wen San knew from the beginning that all his behavior was just an act?

"Yes, you are a sinister and narrow-minded person. We have bullied you many times in the past. How could you let us go so easily?
What we did before was just to reduce our resistance, and a lot of information was learned from our mouths.

There is no other way. As long as there is a chance to survive, I will fight for it. Even if I know it is a road of no return, I will still try to quench my thirst."

Wen San has been a clear-headed person from beginning to end. Li Zheng will not let him go, but he is optimistic. With a sense of luck, he will inevitably worry about gains and losses. Even if he knows that it will be useless in the end, he will still put in some effort.

"Well, you are a capable person. If I let you go to the county this time, maybe you can really stir up some trouble and achieve something.

Well, I won't kill you, you can just commit suicide, it's my little mercy to you!"

Meng Zhao's tone was gentle, but his words were extremely overbearing, and he did not take Wen San seriously at all.

Dying at the hands of someone he didn't get along with was better than suicide, and it was a manifestation of dignity after all.

However, Wen San laughed.
"Commit suicide. Even if I, Wen San, die, I will die in the fight with you. It's wishful thinking for me to sit there and be trapped."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen San rushed towards Meng Zhao, chopping with the sword in his hand. It was called sword technique, but it was actually a knife move.

Meng Zhao shook his head, and shook the fine long sword in his hand slightly, throwing out a sword flower. With a jingle, he dodged the opponent's long sword and stabbed Wen San's throat by inertia.

However, Wen San did unleash his potential between life and death. He leaped forward to avoid Meng Zhao's fatal move, and the tip of the sword touched his chest, making a very crisp sound of collision.

Meng Zhao's attainments in swordsmanship can be called that of a grandmaster, and his sword skills are also unparalleled, able to both release and retract.

When the tip of the sword touched a hard object, he immediately understood that Wen San must be wearing armor or a heart-protecting mirror.

What's even more fucked up is that this armor is extremely special, and seems to have been made with special techniques. When the sword pierces into it, it is instantly caught by multiple tiny scales or armor plates, making it difficult to pull it back, and it cannot cause any damage to Wen San.

However, Meng Zhao's response was extremely clever. He rubbed and swung the sword with great force, pushing Wen San several feet away. A heart-wrenching pain burst out from the point where the tip of Meng Zhao's sword was pointing.

Wen San spat out a mouthful of blood, indicating that he had suffered internal injuries.

Although there are no scars on his chest except for a few blue and red marks, in fact, all his internal organs were injured by the shock of Meng Zhao's sword. Countless tiny capillaries were ruptured, and there was even a risk of death from internal bleeding.

However, Wen San still has one last trump card that he has not revealed. Even his own people like Kong Daoba only know that he is wearing precious armor, but they don't know that he has another method of killing and another weapon.

This is his real life-saving method. It can be used, but only once.

This item is the same as the armor he is wearing now, and it was passed down from his ancestors.

From this we can see that his ancestors were quite powerful and wealthy, and there were many differences between them and the ordinary families in Xiaohan Village.

When Meng Zhao stepped forward with the Four Square Steps and was about to kill Wen San with his sword.

Wen San finally took action, and with his free finger he gently pulled at the corner of his shirt's collar.

In an instant, this pull triggered a mechanism.

In front of Wen San's chest, thousands of densely packed silver needles burst out from the outer edge of the armor, forming a magnificent scene like a peacock spreading its tail.

Its speed and power are extraordinary.

Not to mention ordinary warriors, even truly powerful warriors who have mastered the secrets of martial arts, taken secret medicines of martial arts, promoted human potential, and developed the body's hidden power will be injured or killed by it!

However, he was facing a top-notch warrior from another world. Not to mention his martial arts skills, his combat experience was well-honed and his combat wisdom was rare in the world.

Knowing that Wen San had weapons like crossbows to ambush people, Meng Zhao was naturally on guard.

In addition, he knew very well that he was currently in an extremely weak state and was not capable of coping with any disasters or catastrophes, so he had to be extremely careful.

Therefore, he was always paying attention to Wen San's actions, and all his subtle movements could not escape Meng Zhao's eyes.

When he tried to pull the corner of his clothes, Meng Zhao had already noticed it. He moved around in four directions, causing snowflakes to fly under his feet, and tried to avoid Wen San's front.

However, Wen San’s hidden weapon was indeed extraordinary, like a peacock spreading its feathers, endless and boundless, with no escape anywhere in the sky or on the earth.

Even though Meng Zhao reacted extremely quickly, it was still difficult to avoid them all.

After all, he is just a mortal now. Even though he has the secret breathing technique to stimulate the blood and energy and increase his explosive power, he is still difficult to compare with orthodox warriors and his speed is inferior.

Fortunately, he was not unarmed.

The long sword turned into a sword wheel on the body surface, and the wrists, arms, and muscles gathered into a ball. The rolling heat evaporated the snowflakes into water vapor. In the end, the few silver needles were knocked down, and Meng Zhao was not really hurt. Even so, Meng Zhao was shocked. It was a close call.

If he had not previously realized the true nature of his body and mind, polished his past impetuous state of mind, and improved his bad habit of being overambitious, I'm afraid he would have really capsized today and been killed on this nameless snow slope.

This is really an incredible thing, but no matter how bizarre it is, reality is reality and facts are facts.

He truly experienced a life-and-death crisis today. It was a thrilling and exciting scene that he had rarely experienced in the land of China before.

Death was so close to him, and yet, so far away.

If one is not in a good state of mind and underestimates Wen San, then he will be walking towards death. However, if one is cautious and treads on thin ice, then he will be confident and will never be able to hurt him.

Of course, if Wen San wanted to avoid this trick, he would be at his wit's end.

Meng Zhao rushed in front of Wen San, and the long sword in his hand turned into a sharp sword light and fell on the center of Wen San's eyebrows.

After one sword strike, because the sword was drawn too quickly, Wen San's forehead bone was shattered. For a short period of time, not a single blood flowed out. It was not until the body fell to the ground with a bang that a red and white liquid began to flow out from the sword mark.

To be honest, Meng Zhao thought that it would not take much effort to deal with these small fry, and there would be no danger at all.

However, reality was a bit disappointing. The other people were indeed not that good, and Meng Zhao did deal with them easily.

However, Wen San had quite a lot of good things on him, and he almost gave him a big "surprise", which seemed to be a bit tricky.

Meng Zhao's exercise consumed a lot of energy, and the breathing method stimulated the circulation of Qi and blood. Previously, he had blocked the Qi points all over his body, so his breath was not leaking, which was fine. But now, after relaxing, his whole body was enveloped by a heat and he was very dehydrated.

Fortunately, he was well prepared. He opened the lid of the gourd, picked up the water gourd, gulped it down into his mouth until he was full, and then began to lick the lining.

If you kill someone without looting the loot, you will be punished by heaven and struck by lightning.

Meng Zhao is now in the initial stage. Not only is he poor, but he also lacks everything. It is estimated that Wen San and his people have a lot of good things on them, so he will naturally not let them go.

After some rummaging, he found some silver, some copper coins, three large yellow croakers, and some jewels and jadeite.

Meng Zhao took off someone's package, put all the valuables into it, and nodded with satisfaction.

The three big yellow croakers refer to three gold bars, each weighing ten taels. In addition, there are sixty taels of silver and an unknown number of copper coins, but it is estimated that there are a lot of big bags. Jewelry is also very expensive and quite valuable. It is really a wave of fat, much more than the gain from killing Li Cuzi.

Meng Zhao estimated that most of these gains should have come from the Wen family, and he was the only one who had the financial resources to do so.

Perhaps, a lot of this silver was the money that Wen San gave to these dead ghosts to buy their lives.

These people were not worthy of it, so Meng Zhao naturally accepted it with a smile.

Afterwards, the weapons in these people's hands were sorted together. Even a short knife could be sold for money.

Finally, and also the highlight, is the precious armor worn by Wen San.

Meng Zhao took it off Wen San's body, held it in his hand, and carefully observed and stroked it.

“This item is indeed extraordinary. Although the refining method is a bit crude, it is still quite sophisticated. The pig iron is integrated into some special scales to improve its toughness. No wonder my sword can only be released with penetrating force, but cannot break this armor.

This smell, is it the old python's scales?"

Meng Zhao's expression suddenly changed. In his previous life, he was a real dragon. No, he was the body of an emperor dragon. He knew the most about dragons and pythons.

With his eyesight and knowledge, even if the old python's scales were shed and refined into armor, he could still trace its original body, which was about one hundred and thirty to one hundred and fifty years old.

Such a lifespan is definitely a miracle in this world without the vital energy and spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It breaks the barriers of life and achieves the leap of life. It is normal to have some supernatural powers.

Therefore, Meng Zhao can be sure that there are indeed extraordinary beings in this world. The existence of the old python and even its killing means that warriors must also have similar abilities.

As for whether one can achieve a long life as well, that is unknown.

Maybe, maybe not, who knows?

But one thing is certain, in the absence of the vital energy, spiritual energy, and even the rules and laws of heaven and earth, even if one can prolong one's lifespan through martial arts, it will be limited and it is impossible to obtain a long or infinite lifespan.

Besides, this old python has been in cultivation for more than a hundred years. If it has the vitality and spiritual energy, it would be very common for it to condense a python pill, called a dragon ball.

It is estimated that this python pill not only has the functions of increasing energy and detoxification, but also has more magical effects waiting to be developed.

However, this world has no vitality and spiritual energy. Can a python pill really be condensed with blood and energy alone?

If this is true, this is not a so-called energy body, but a body of flesh and blood, a pill of flesh and blood, not a pill of vital energy or spiritual energy.

Anyway, based on Meng Zhao's past knowledge, he believed that this old python was not yet capable of refining python pills.

This should be the case.

Back then, they were able to kill the old python and take its scales to refine into precious armor. It is impossible that they did not discover the python pill hidden inside, unless, as Meng Zhao thought, the python pill had not been produced at all.

"In that case, another guess is very likely. This old python is probably the descendant of the Jiao python in Tianxuan Pond.

Even a mere python's descendant has more than a hundred years of cultivation. How many years did this ancestor live and how much achievements did he have?
It is not impossible for him to refine a python pill or even a dragon pill!"

Of course, if it is really as Meng Zhao thought, then the thing in that Tianxuan Pond must be extremely ferocious and ordinary warriors will never be able to contend with it.

Even if it is a large-scale, organized army, with a large number of lives lost, it may not be able to take it down.

Supernatural powers are one thing, and geographical advantages are another.

As for the current situation, with Meng Zhao's martial arts skills, it is simply a fantasy and impossible to deal with such a ferocious creature.

Unless you are seeking death.

"No hurry, no hurry. With my attainments and martial arts realm, as long as I can find the martial arts secret records and secret medicines and analyze the great secrets of Tianyuan martial arts, I will naturally be able to make rapid progress. Sooner or later, it will be mine!"

Meng Zhao buried the bodies in a pit he had dug earlier. After filling it up, he returned to Xiaohan Village in the snow and wind, carrying all his gains... (End of this chapter)