Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Dan Xin was stunned for a moment, then stretched out her white and tender little hand and pressed on Meng Zhao's forehead.

"You are not sick, how can you have such fantasies? Do you really think you can inherit the Peacock King Sutra this time?"

Meng Zhao was speechless. In fact, the entire Feiyu clan was very pessimistic about going to Xiaohanshan Temple to compete for the inheritance of the Peacock King Sutra. They didn't think they could receive the inheritance, but they still had to try their best to fight for it.

How to say it, if you try hard, maybe you still have a chance of one or two points, but if you don’t try, you won’t even have a chance of one point.

This is a consensus among the younger generations of the Feiyu clan, but there are probably many people who still have illusions.

Who, when young, didn’t dream of becoming a savior hero and being praised by the world?

In Danxin's opinion, Danqing now has this tendency. He is too idealistic and not realistic at all when considering things.

Meng Zhao was speechless. This little girl from the Feiyu tribe was really something. She just wanted to talk, but why did she resort to violence? Did she really think that I, Meng, was made of clay?

But there is no way. It is understandable that I have to suffer a little grievance when playing Danqing. I can't reveal my true identity just because the little girl is rude.

He ignored Danxin and just told the reasons he had thought of in advance.

“Don’t worry, even if I gain nothing in Xiaohanshan Temple this time, I will definitely be able to achieve the Grandmaster level within one or two years.

As long as I become a Grandmaster, a villain like Dan Hong will never be my opponent, and those who used to rely on him will also turn to us. "

Danxin was extremely delighted when she heard this, because she knew Danqing very well and knew that although her fiancé seemed arrogant sometimes, he was still very sincere in front of her and would do what he said and would never lie to her.

As long as Danqing can cultivate to the level of a grandmaster, he will be considered a strong man in the vast polar ice field. Looking at the hundreds of races, he will be considered a big man, not an insignificant pawn who can be abandoned at any time.

"That's good, that's good. If that's the case, then I'm relieved. I, I have good news to tell you. I was still hesitant before, but now that I know you have a chance to become a Grandmaster, there's no problem."

Meng Zhao was puzzled. In Danqing's memory, he and Danxin had a very good relationship. They were childhood sweethearts and their elders were also on the same page. Could it be that there was some secret that she knew but Danqing didn't?
When Meng Zhao was puzzled, he saw Dan Xin happily pull Meng Zhao's hand to her lower abdomen, and said with a gentle and happy face,
"Touch it, can you feel our child?"

Meng Zhao's spiritual power moved, and he saw through everything and indeed discovered that Dan Xin was pregnant. In other words, Dan Qing was lucky. Although he was unlucky and was replaced by Meng Zhao, he left behind descendants before he died, so his bloodline continued.

Of course, this child definitely has nothing to do with Meng Zhao.

But, at this moment, he was Danqing, so he first acted surprised, then happy, and distressed, and said,
"This, this is true, but what should I do? You and I are not married yet. If this gets out, I'm afraid my family won't be able to get over it!"

In Danqing's memory, this Feiyu tribe boy was full of energy and extremely keen on matters between men and women. Danxin also liked the taste of it and did not refuse at all. The two of them had sex every day, and as long as there were no problems with their bodies, pregnancy was a matter of time.

In fact, customs and habits are different among the hundreds of ethnic groups.

Some ethnic groups have more open customs, while others have more conservative customs.

The Feiyu clan is a middle category, somewhat similar to the human race. They focus on establishing a relationship, and then reproduce offspring, which is legitimate.

Otherwise, it will make the elders on both sides lose face and appear to have no manners.

An Xin didn't take it seriously.
"What's the big deal? As long as the time is right, you and I can go back and get married. Then no one else will be able to say anything.

Even if there are rumors, how dare you talk about us behind our backs after you have mastered martial arts?" Meng Zhao hesitated.

"What if, what if I stay in Xiaohanshan Temple to practice, what should I do? This opportunity is rare."

An Xin had anticipated this.
"It doesn't matter. If you can really get the favor of Master Nagarjuna, I will go back to the tribe and wait for you. At that time, you will be taught the Maurya Vimalakirti Sutra. Even if the inheritance is incomplete, you will definitely become the future of our tribe. Others will not say anything more and will only be twice as good to me and the sea child in my belly."

What An Xin said is indeed correct.

Xiaohanshan Temple, after all, is a Buddhist place. If one enters Buddhism, from a certain perspective, Danqing’s connection with the Feiyu clan will be much less, or even severed.

However, if Danqing leaves offspring in the Feiyu clan, blood ties are still a hurdle that cannot be avoided.

Therefore, in order to hold on to Danqing and try to obtain the Peacock King Sutra, Danxin and the baby in her belly will definitely receive all kinds of attention.

Of course, there is also a possibility, a very small possibility, that is to threaten Danqing with Danxin and her children.

However, this possibility is very low. After all, Danqing and Danxin are not grassroots people. They have a good family background and have elders around them, so they will not allow others to bully them.

Danxin was so excited that she imagined the future with a smile on her face. After all, to her, Danqing and even the baby in her belly were everything in her life.

Meng Zhao also said a few words to comfort him, and at the same time, he felt quite emotional.

In fact, he did not have much sympathy for Danqing. The winner takes all, and the two sides were hostile races. For the sake of his own goals, it was inevitable to kill and replace the other side. It was just that Danqing was unlucky.

However, things are unpredictable, and Danqing actually still has a child, which makes him feel a little pity.

He felt pity for the unborn child, and it was one of the rare times when he had a kind thought.

With a thought in mind, Meng Zhao quietly used the power of his soul to strengthen the original bloodline of the child in Dan Xin's belly.

With his natural talent as his foundation, this child's bloodline will at least surpass that of his father. As for to what extent, that depends on his own luck.

In fact, Meng Zhao was even the murderer of this child's father.

According to what most people think, one must cut the roots of the problem to avoid being sought for revenge in twenty years, right?
But Meng Zhao didn't have such an idea.

It's a bit like humans and beasts.

Meng Zhao killed a ferocious beast and saw the cub it left behind. He was so cute and adorable that he wanted to raise it as a pet, but of course he would not get rid of it.

By the same token, what Meng Zhao did at this time was just what came from his heart and what he wanted.

Not to mention that it would be impossible for him to know the truth in his entire life, even if he knew it, it would not pose a threat to Meng Zhao.

This is Meng Zhao's idea, do whatever he wants, otherwise, wouldn't his practice of the divine power be in vain? (End of this chapter)