Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 111: Shock Scale Enters Life (Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket!)
"I don't want to care about the self-cultivation furnace anymore."

"What I want to know is... how is she now?" A complicated look appeared in Ma Xianhong's eyes, but it was soon replaced by crazy hatred.

"Qu Tong?"

Meng Fan shook his head and said, "Our people worked together with Nadutong, and the Yaoxing Society has been destroyed, but unfortunately she still escaped. Shuangquanshou is really good at disguise."

"But don't worry, the law is long and wide, and nothing can escape it. One day she will fall into our hands."

Ma Xianhong nodded. The most urgent thing was to find his grandfather. He had already asked Meng Fan for help, but it was extremely difficult to find a needle in a haystack.

Meng Fan was also very unhappy about the failure of this mission. This also indirectly confirmed his guess that the board of directors of Nadutong was indeed not clean.

Someone was secretly communicating with Qu Tong.

Before the action, Meng Fan specifically asked Zhao Fangxu to pay attention to the confidentiality of the information, but it was leaked in the end.

After this incident, Meng Fan was certain that the "ghost" was among those three people, Zhao Fangxu, Bi Youlong, and Huang Boren.

Qu Tong is, after all, just a clown. He can't cause any waves in the face of the overwhelming trend. At most, he can cause some ripples, which will not have any impact on Meng Fan's plans.

Compared with the original work, the Yaoxing Society had been destroyed in advance, and most of the "puppets" under Qu Tong had been subdued. It can be said that there is a big difference and the danger has been greatly reduced.

Therefore, Meng Fan was willing to "let go" Qu Tong temporarily.

But the fundamental reason why Meng Fan was willing to "let go" of Qu Tong was because of Qu Tong's own purpose. In Under One Person, Qu Tong was undoubtedly a qualified villain, and the reason why she did these things must be that she had something to ask for.

The thing that is sought has always been puzzling, and it is very likely related to the origin of the Eight Great Skills. In order to obtain this thing, Qu Tong will definitely not be willing to lie dormant and will take action again.

What Meng Fan needs to do is to take advantage of the situation and become the biggest beneficiary.

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Three months later.

Gao Dazhuang finally gave Meng Fan news.

"Tian Gong, the locations of the dragon-suppressing nails in the Changbai Mountain dragon vein have been determined. You will never guess how many there are."

"Including the three dragon-suppressing nails you pulled out earlier, there are a total of eighty-one."

"Among them, there are two in the dragon's eyes, one in each of the sixteen peaks of the double-horned ruler wood, thirty-six in the dragon's body, five in each of the four dragon claws to nail down the five fingers, and seven in the dragon's tail."

"This little bastard didn't leave any chance for the dragon vein of Changbai Mountain to survive."

Gao Dazhuang was so angry that he even cursed. Meng Fan frowned after hearing this. The Japanese were really crazy. If Meng Fan remembered correctly, some of the Sixteen Peaks were not within the territory of Chixian Shenzhou!
"I'll be there right away. You and Ao Run have worked hard recently. You've checked over a thousand miles of mountains. It's not easy." Meng Fan said on the phone.

"It's not hard, not hard. It's worth it even if I do this kind of thing for my whole life." Gao Dazhuang on the other end of the phone showed a simple smile.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Fan rushed to Changbai Mountain to meet up with Gao Dazhuang and others and began to remove the remaining dragon-suppressing nails.

Every time the Dragon-Suppressing Nails were removed, Meng Fan had to bleed them. Of course, because there were so many Dragon-Suppressing Nails, Meng Fan would not cut his hands every time.

Instead, it is drawn out with a needle.

That is to say, Meng Fan's own Qi and blood foundation is extremely strong, and he has taken a lot of Qi pills some time ago. Even so, his progress is only at the rate of one Qi pill per day.

The continuous bleeding was almost unbearable for Meng Fan.

More than two months later, it was already October and the Changbai Mountains were already beginning to snow.

"Is this the last Dragon-Suppressing Nail?" Meng Fan said with some relief.

During this period of time, Meng Fan's job was to remove the dragon-suppressing nails and then hurry on his way. During his rest time, he dealt with various work matters reported by Gao Erzhuang.

There is almost no time to rest.

Gao Dazhuang looked at Meng Fan, who looked a little haggard, and said distressedly: "Yes, Tiangong, finally the last dragon-suppressing nail!"

This last dragon-suppressing nail is located on the Chimu of Longmen Peak.

Meng Fan skillfully poured his own blood on the Dragon Suppressing Nail, and then a several-meter-tall golden-armored monkey virtual image Qi Gang condensed and manifested behind him.

He wore a phoenix-wing purple gold crown on his head, a golden chain mail armor on his body, and held a golden hoop in his hand. His hair was golden and he moved in the wind. His pair of golden and fiery eyes seemed to have endless lava and anger flowing in them.

"rise!"

The golden-armored ape roared angrily, and a tremendous force seemed to surge out of its claws, and the dragon-suppressing nail was actually pulled out by the golden ape by the roots.

Then, turbid and yellowish mud gushed out.

A total of eighty-one dragon-suppressing nails were finally completely removed on this day, and the malignant tumors and sores on the dragon vein were also eliminated.

During this process, Meng Fan's blood continued to flow into the body of the Changbai Mountain Dragon Vein along the wound of the dragon vein. The power of human movement continued to connect the dragon's tendons and bones, relaxing the muscles and activating the joints, and the dragon vein's airflow was completely connected.

"Ouch————"

The rocks on the Sixteen Peaks were shaking, and white mist visible to the naked eye continued to emerge from the Changbai Mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles, then evaporated upward to form clouds, rising into the sky and winding and wriggling.

Even in the satellite images, these clouds vaguely form a dragon shape, like a huge white refining belt, stretching for thousands of miles and across the sky.

Afterwards, heavy snow fell from the sky, and each snowflake looked like jade armor and dragon scales!
Meng Fan muttered to himself, "This is the trapped dragon ascending to heaven!"

At the same time, Meng Fan could feel that some kind of auspicious energy was being generated in the Changbai Mountains, causing many creatures to become more intelligent and the vegetation to become more lush.

If Changbai Mountain previously gave people the impression of a lifeless, dying, grey-bearded old dragon with mottled scales, it now looks like a real silver-scaled dragon that has been reborn from the ashes and is full of vitality.

Meng Fan looked at the magnificent mountains and rivers, thousands of miles of ice and snow, and couldn't help but sigh: "What a beautiful country!"

Before he could finish his sigh, Meng Fan felt as if he was being watched and favored by some unknown existence, just like what people call good fortune.

If there was an expert in observing Qi here, he would surely discover that Meng Fan's original dragon-snake fate was gradually growing five claws and two horns on his head, with a tendency to completely transform into a dragon.

An illusory silver-white dragon born from the spiritual essence of heaven and earth was hovering above Meng Fan's head, its jade armor shaking its scales as if it were his life.

Meng Fan's facial features also changed subtly. Dragon energy was generated at the root of his nose, and there was a cold and majestic demeanor between his brows, as if he had a silver dragon and jade face.

His temperament also has a sense of calmness and majesty, especially when he frowns slightly, it seems that two majestic dragon horns emerge from his eyebrows, with the majesty of a true dragon emperor.

Meng Fan reached out to catch a snowflake and muttered to himself, "One peck, one drink, one cause, one result. Is this the feedback that the heaven and earth give me?"

"It's worth it for me to waste so much blood!"

(End of this chapter)