Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

This ladder-shaped dark passage leading to the underground is not very long, and the surroundings are pitch black without any light.

Meng Zhao followed Zhou Gushan's aura, still keeping a safe enough distance, and quietly followed behind him.

And as it went deeper into the ground, the sticky smell of blood that permeated the air became more and more obvious.

After walking like this for about 4 minutes, I found another world, an empty and wide altar-shaped square created by human excavation.

The four sides of the square are covered with rough and solid Yunzhou magnets, which are inlaid piece by piece on the excavated soil, forming a very regular circle around the altar.

These Yunzhou magnets are also engraved with murals with simple lines, but seem to contain some kind of profound magic, making the already dark and humid underground even more eerie, evil and weird.

This is not the most frightening thing. When Meng Zhao performed his kung fu and shrank at the upper edge of the exit of the secret passage, he could see at a glance that the altar, which was sunken like a basin, was filled with bright red liquid. There are boiling bubbles constantly emerging.

Gululu, Gurulu, the strong smell of blood in the air came from those red liquids.

"These are all blood? That energy is hidden in this pool of blood?"

Meng Zhao was taken aback, but he didn't startle, instead, he kept the best hidden state.

He faintly felt that he was about to come into contact with the core secrets of the Zhou family, which might surprise him.

Zhou Gushan was obviously accustomed to everything in front of him. When he walked out of the secret passage, he jumped onto a flat round platform not far from the altar, bowed respectfully towards the pool of blood, and said softly road,
"Grandson Gu Shan asked Grandpa to see him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Zhao's pupils shrank. Isn't Zhou Gushan's grandfather the same Huikong's apprentice, Zhou Wangqiao, who established the Zhou family's family business?

It was said that this person passed away a long time ago. Unexpectedly, it was just a fake news spread by the Zhou family. Not only did this person not die, but his martial arts had undergone earth-shaking changes. He might have achieved the master martial arts that Hui Kong had accomplished in the past.

However, even though Zhou Wangqiao's character was not good, he was Hui Kong's direct disciple at any rate. Whether he learned the Sacrificial Art or the Great Subduing Demon Fist, they were all the most serious Buddhist stunts.

Why does it look like now, compared to the masters of evil and demons that Meng Zhao saw in Bishui Xiangong, they are three points more devilish?
Meng Zhao accepted the doubts in his heart, held his breath, and quietly paid attention to the changes in the blood pool.

As Zhou Gushan's voice fell, the blood pool, which had been bubbling with bubbles, suddenly changed drastically. A large amount of blood was evaporated by the terrifying force, turning into a dense blood mist floating on it.

There are also balls of bright red blood, which continuously gather, condense, pull, and deform, and finally turn into a bloody lotus platform, lifting a person hidden in the hazy blood mist in midair, like a Bodhisattva descending to earth.

However, unlike the bodhisattva who is truly merciful and universally saves all living beings, the aura of this person is strange and evil. A great demon, not a Buddha.

Not only that, but at the front and back of his chest, there is also a chain as thick as an arm, which runs through this person's body, locking him firmly in this pool of blood.

As he sat cross-legged on the blood-condensed blood lotus and soared into the air, the four thick chains were straightened and seemed to be in danger of breaking at any time.

"Gushan, what happened?"

Meng Zhao could see that this person did not speak, nor did he use the so-called ventriloquism, but vibrated the air with zhenqi, produced fluctuations, and uttered syllables, so he appeared very stiff and dry.

When Zhou Gushan saw the person in front of him, he was overjoyed at first, and then his face became solemn. He poured out his family's current plight and the aggressive attitude of Purdue Sect, and finally said,
"Grandpa, my grandson really can't support it anymore, so I want to discuss with grandpa what to do. If it continues, it won't take long. The foundation created by grandpa will be taught by Purdue. annexed."

Meng Zhao also heard these clearly, and understood that Zhou Gushan was indeed related to Purdue Sect.

But it seems to be very different from what he expected. The relationship between the two is coercion and coercion, not from the heart, but may turn against each other at any time.

Right now Zhou Gushan seems to be unable to bear the exploitation of Purdue Sect anymore, and wants to ask Zhou Wangqiao for advice.

This is strange, in Meng Zhao's view, since the Purdue Sect is willing to give the Zhou family a rare treasure Buddha statue that contains the power of the master's martial arts, the relationship between the two parties must be extraordinary, but he did not expect that his guess deviated from the facts so far.

"No, if this treasure is not for adding to the Zhou family's heritage, then is it for monitoring or threatening the Zhou family? Or is the fundamental purpose for the Zhouwang Bridge in front of you?"

The only thing that can make the grandmaster care about is the grandmaster.

Zhou Wangqiao, the master of martial arts, is like a mouse who can't see the light. He built such an underground altar in his back house and hid it in it. I am afraid that he also has the idea of ​​​​avoiding danger and trouble.

Then, the most likely source of this threat is Huikong, the thirteen most ferocious monks betrayed by him.

Suddenly, an indescribable light burst out in Meng Zhao's mind, summing up the information he had learned in recent days, and suddenly understood something.

I am afraid that Pudujiao has an inexplicable relationship with Huikong.

This is by no means pure speculation, but a conclusion derived from certain facts and information.

Over there, on the Zhouwang bridge above the blood pool, he didn't find his hiding place, it had already been exposed, and he didn't expect that there would be a mere warrior in the innate realm hiding in front of him, so that he couldn't detect it.

After hearing Zhou Gushan's complaints and helplessness, he continued to vibrate the air with his true energy and made a sound, saying,
"I already know about this matter, you just have to be patient, no matter what Purdue Church wants to do, you just agree to it.

Now your father is still in the hands of Purdue Sect, and his life is not in danger for the time being, but he can find out the background of Purdue Sect.

If you have any abnormalities, I'm afraid your father will lose his life.

Gu Shan, the reason why my Zhou family can succeed is not because of how powerful we are now, but because we have force and ability.

Even if the Zhou family in Lingwu City is gone, it will not be difficult for the three of us, my grandparents and grandchildren, to work together to create another Zhou family that is ten or a hundred times stronger than it is now.

Don't be blinded by the momentary gains and losses in front of you, lose the watermelon and pick up the sesame seeds. "