Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

And this is indeed the difficult part of the poison used by Zong Shuying.

He himself is a special poisonous body, and this poisonous body is actually the embodiment of a bit of the power of the Tao fruit left in the blood of later generations by a powerful god who picked the Tao fruit. Although it is not the real power of rules, it has a shadow of the power of rules.

Unless it is a true miraculous elixir from heaven and earth that can heal injuries to the Tao, perfect or disintegrate the Tao, otherwise, it is unlikely to detoxify.

At this time, Meng Zhao was fighting poison with poison. You are the embodiment of the next level of power of Daoguo, so I naturally have to treat you in the same way.

This power of the soul is the anchor that Meng Zhao uses to lock onto the secondary power of the Dao Fruit. By anchoring the poison, he can then use the power of heaven and earth at his disposal to kill it.

Beitang He continued to watch as the countless blood in his body transformed into scarlet jade beads, which kept interweaving, merging, and separating. This should have caused the deadly poison in his body to subtly invade his body.

But under the invasion of that power in his body, the criss-crossing blood vessels began to emit heat. At this time, his mind was detached and he looked down from another perspective. He saw that the blood vessels turned into real dragons. The red flames were like blood as fuel, constantly burning all the evil, filthy and poisonous gases. It was very accurate and did not damage his blood at all. It was equivalent to a precision guided attack.

Not only that, this illusory and uncertain poison, under Meng Zhao's fierce and masculine power, was transformed into medicine, and waste was turned into treasure. It even increased the strength of Beitang He's physical body and bones, which was simply a miracle of resurrection.

When practicing martial arts, aside from one's innate physique, the most important thing to focus on is the foundation, which should be refined and pure. The second most important thing is the spirit, with clear thoughts. Only when both exist can one talk about the future.

Beitang He's aptitude and foundation can only be described as average. Although he has the natural treasures of the Prince's Mansion and many resources, he can never be compared with a true genius. Of course, if he could obtain the fusion of Yang Key Qi during the fetal period, perhaps it would be much better.

But right now, that is just a luxury.

Relying on his supreme magical skills and mysterious state, Meng Zhao not only helped Beitang He remove the poison, but also turned waste into treasure, poison into medicine, and rebuilt his foundation for him, almost becoming a god.

After a long time, Beitang He finally woke up slowly. He heard the air orifices moving in the air, making a hissing sound. His breath became three times stronger, his eyes were clear and bright, and he looked full of spirit and energy. His robes fluttered and rustled as his internal breath stimulated him.

"Even if the poison is cured, I will use it as firewood to rebuild your foundation. With your original talent, the ultimate innate realm is already your limit, but now there is a 30% chance of reaching the Grandmaster realm. Everything depends on your choice."

Meng Zhao detoxified Beitang He and even rebuilt his foundation for him, but he acted calmly, as if he had done nothing. This shows that his foundation is indeed extraordinary.

Beitang He was overjoyed. Although he had long given up hope on the path of martial arts, how could he really be indifferent?

After all, this is a high-level martial arts world where great power belongs to oneself. In the past, the world of China was imperfect and the fortune of martial arts was down, but now that the world has turned upside down and the fortune has risen again, he will never be willing to be mediocre.

Meng Zhao's move was like a rebirth for him. His gratitude was beyond words. In the end, it was expressed in just a few words:

"Thank you Dragon King!"

"I came here today not only to ask for help from Meng Longwang, but also to remind Longwang to be careful."

Beitang He then said something that surprised Meng Zhao and Liang Muchu. At this moment, except for Tong Lie, who had not shown up and seemed to have returned to the polar ice field, who else could pose a threat to Meng Zhao?

"Tell me, what makes you so uneasy?"

“This matter is still secret, but considering our current relationship, it is not impossible to talk about it.

Not long ago, my Prince's Mansion received news from Yujing City that the twelfth prince of the dynasty, Beitang Xing, had died. The emperor was furious and determined to find the murderer, so he sent a large number of experts to the north to investigate the matter.

The leaders are all people with divine power and unfathomable depth. The Dragon King is undoubtedly a genius and the overlord of the land, but we must act at the right time and not be too aggressive and conflict with him. " Liang Muchu didn't know the truth, but Meng Zhao knew it clearly.

Because Beitang Xing was killed by him, all his imperial destiny and aura were also swallowed up by Meng Zhao, which can be said to be completely taken away.

He had anticipated Beitang Sheng's rage.

According to the original script, Beitang Xing should have been raised by Beitang Sheng as his own reserve food.

Meng Zhao can digest and use the imperial destiny and imperial aura in his body for his own benefit, and Beitang Sheng can certainly do the same.

In fact, he has been deliberately nurturing it to help Beitang Xing's destiny mature, using it as a resource for his own practice.

In the future, when he makes his final leap to pick the Dao fruit, his chances of success will definitely increase with the blood connection, the close relationship, and the imperial destiny and imperial aura that are as great as the rainbow.

This is Meng Zhao's guess, but it has been verified through information from multiple sources and can be generally believed.

Therefore, Meng Zhao's move ruined a chess piece that Beitang Sheng had been planning for a long time, and even ruined the chessboard. How could Beitang Sheng not be furious?

Meng Zhao would not find it strange even if they sent a large army to investigate, let alone just a group of experts.

Logically speaking, Meng Zhao is indeed in a very dangerous situation now.

He was not facing anyone else, but Beitang Sheng, who was invincible in the world, omnipotent in the universe, and had the title of emperor. His chances of winning were slim.

However, although Meng Zhao had cultivated his primordial spirit and had never placed his hopes in the way of heaven, he was able to manipulate fate in the dark and avoid others' calculations using numerology. In addition, with the interference of the divine mirror that suppressed his body, the tripod of the state and the emperor Yu's armor and other objects, Beitang Sheng would never be able to find out that this matter was related to him.

Generally speaking, even if a large number of masters from Yujing City came to the North, as long as Meng Zhao was not particularly excited, they would have nothing to do with him.

He is not some little Karami who can be crushed to pieces by a storm easily.

On the contrary, as long as he behaves himself, these experts shouldn't do anything unless they have evidence.

The only thing he was afraid of was that this group of people were the work of Beitang Sheng, and they were continuing with the last time when they deliberately provoked the Seven Stars Tower to suppress the Meng family and him.

Judging from the last incident, Beitang Sheng has already begun to deliberately suppress Meng Zhao and the Meng family. This time, perhaps he came to vent his anger and find the real murderer, but there is also the possibility that he will be used to deal with him. However, when a man is away for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes.

Although Meng Zhao might have become a master before, he was powerless to resist.

But the trip to Yanzhou really helped him a lot in improving himself.

The Grand Master's cultivation, background, methods, and even connections.

All of these gave Meng Zhao great confidence.

As long as Beitang Sheng didn't do it himself, he could be as safe as a mountain. (End of this chapter)