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Chapter 2071: Patching the Sky Successfully (Subscription Request)

Waiting is torment, especially when waiting for a once-in-a-lifetime result, it is endless torment and pain.

Lei Wanche, the Bull-Headed God, the Horse-Faced Ghost, and Liu An were experiencing this kind of pain at this moment.

They had no way of figuring out what had happened to Meng Zhao when he entered the poison den again. They could only guess through the various strange phenomena in the sky to what extent Meng Zhao's idea of ​​repairing the sky had progressed, and whether it had succeeded or failed.

And all these visions indeed gave them endless imagination.

Sometimes it was dark, like the night, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of you. The whole sky looked like a monster with its mouth wide open, ready to devour anyone.

Sometimes it is as bright as a cathedral, with blazing white light illuminating the entire sky and earth, bathing the entire sea in extremely hot pure white light, attracting countless sea beasts under the sea, rushing to leap into the sky like moths to a flame.

Sometimes, bursts of insect chirping sounds could be heard in the sky, stimulating everyone to the point of feeling numb all over, as if countless ants were crawling on them.

Sometimes, there would be a long chant like the sound of Huang Zhong and Da Lu, like a dragon or a tiger, full of majesty and domineering.

Of course, everyone also has a weather vane that can be used as a reference to infer whether Meng Zhao's actions are going smoothly.

That is to say, whether Lei Wanche's mental state has improved, and whether the influence of the vague whispering sound has been alleviated.

After all, the emergence of this symptom is due to the sequelae caused by the Lei Ze small world swallowing the Poison Cave small world.

As long as Lei Wanche's symptoms are alleviated, it means that the progress of the Lei Ze small world swallowing has slowed down or even stopped, which indirectly indicates whether Meng Zhao's sky-repairing plan is successful or not.

Lei Wanche's feelings were actually very vague. After all, what he felt from the beginning was a vague, murmurous sound that seemed to exist and yet did not exist. It always felt like it was true and not true.

Now, the feeling is also very vague. It seems that the situation has been alleviated, but it also seems not to have been alleviated. There is no way to prove whether Meng Zhao was successful.

Of course, this is also one of the results of the tug of war. If the five-colored stone was placed directly in his hands, all his abnormalities would disappear and he would be able to feel it clearly. But now there is still a long way to go.

They waited like this for three full hours. Finally, after a thunderclap, all the strange phenomena in the sky disappeared without a trace, and the sky became blue again with white clouds.

The bloody light that filled the sky could no longer be seen at all.

At the same time, Lei Wanche's relieved expression, as if he had completely gotten rid of some trouble, also explained everything.

"Everyone, is this done?"

The Bull-Headed God was both excited and a little disappointed. He was excited because such a feat as mending the sky was really worthy of being written about and would go down in history.

The disappointment lies in the fact that I have never seen such an epic and legendary scene, and it may be something I regret for the rest of my life.

Lei Wanche let out a long breath, his face full of relief, but his eyes were a little confused and gloomy, and he said,

"It's done. All the abnormalities in my body have disappeared. It must be that King Meng Long succeeded in repairing the sky!"

He now has a lot of ideas, a lot of thoughts, and many contradictions.

From the bottom of his heart, he was absolutely reluctant to surrender to Meng Zhao and give up the Jianmu Cave Heaven and even part of the future interests of the Lei family to Meng Zhao. No matter how powerful Meng Zhao was, it was meaningless to him. Instead, it was just a compromise made out of helplessness.

But after receiving help from Meng Zhao several times and seeing Meng Zhao's amazing performance, he couldn't help but admire and admire such a strong man. He didn't know what the reality of those romantic figures in the real ancient myths and legends was like, and whether they were so legendary.

But he knew that Meng Zhao was absolutely the most brilliant and talented person he had ever met, no doubt about it.

He even felt a strange sense of loss. How could such a talented and heroic person not be a member of the Lei family? Why not his own son?

Among the three brothers of the Meng family, Meng Jizu, Meng Zhengan, and Meng Hongdao, he was most afraid of Meng Jizu, but felt most sorry for Meng Zhengan.

It's just like Yuan Shu's feelings towards Sun Ce: If I have a son like Sun Lang, I would have no regrets even in death. It's basically the same.

Of course, Meng Zhao didn't know what Lei Wanche was thinking, otherwise he would have scolded him for being dreamy.

The real Meng Lao Si of the Meng family is certainly a powerful figure, but compared to him, the protagonist who traveled through time and space, lived two lives, and was the son of destiny, he is not on a same level at all.

It was not Meng Zhao who grew up because of the Meng family, but the Meng family was honored because of him.

This is not an exaggeration. With the Purple Yuan Dragon Body and the Divine Mirror, Meng Zhao's starting point was above all other living beings from the very beginning.

Even if he had traveled through time and space to become a beggar, he would have risen to prominence with the help of Meng Zhao's knowledge and golden finger.

Perhaps, without the support of the Meng family's background, his growth would be slowed down and he wouldn't have such stunning performances, but growing up is only a matter of time.

So sometimes Meng Zhao thought to himself that having too many trump cards is not good. If you become invincible and everything goes smoothly, without the excitement of ups and downs, the game will eventually become dull, empty and boring.

Of course, if I have to make a choice, I would choose the best start, crushing everyone all the way, the quickest way possible.

As for the Ox-Headed Ghost, the Horse-Faced Ghost and others, their situations are relatively simple. The word "respect" is enough to encompass everything.

Shi Jiawen's eyes were even more fanatical. He was full of anticipation for Meng Zhao to teach him his nameless secret method. He wished he could find a time immediately to beg Meng Zhao to teach him the next level of practice so that he could acquire the martial arts and strength to catch up with Meng Zhao as soon as possible.

In the sky, the strange phenomenon disappeared within less than an incense stick of time, and Meng Zhao finally appeared again. At the same time, the island connected to the poison den had shrunk by a quarter in volume for no reason, which made everyone quite dumbfounded.

It’s not that they didn’t pay attention to it before, but they couldn’t find it because the island was surrounded by thick white fog.

Everyone used their Qing Kung Fu to fly across the sky and landed on the small island again, where they met Meng Zhao.

They were surprised to see that the Northern Meng Dragon King had changed a bit from before.

First, in terms of temperament, Meng Zhao seemed to be still immersed in the great cause of mending the sky. His every move exuded a sacred aura, which made everyone feel ashamed and gave rise to a sense of humility and worship in their hearts.

The second is the appearance. Meng Zhao's temples were originally dark purple, but now they are much lighter, and even mixed with a lot of white hair, which makes Meng Zhao look much more vicissitudes of life.

However, this is by no means aging or lack of vitality. Instead, it is more like a kind of perfection and sublimation.

Third, it is about momentum.

As high as the sky, vast and boundless, and as limitless as limitless. Seeing Meng Zhao is like seeing the way of heaven.