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Chapter 2347 Identity (Subscription Request)

But now, a choice must be made.

He did not expose Dan Qing from the Feiyu tribe, and allowed him to hide beside him. He even had to teach him martial arts with great caution. At the same time, he had to be careful to avoid being hurt by his conspiracy.

In this way, one may be able to avoid being held accountable by the hundreds of tribes in the polar ice fields, but he will also end up in unrest and even in danger of his life.

However, if he were to expose this person, confront him, or kill him, he would avoid the danger of death. At the same time, he would become a despicable person hated by everyone in the polar ice field, and his decades of business accumulation would be reduced to ashes.

How to choose is the question that Nagarjuna should consider now.

In fact, Nagarjuna made the decision after only a brief thought. His life and death were in his own hands. With such a gloomy and terrifying person lurking beside him, he could not eat or sleep at night.

As for the decades of management and accumulation in this polar ice field, if it is gone, it is gone. He has become a celestial being, so why should he be afraid of these external things?

Even if it was the so-called imperial decree brought from Yujing City inside the pass, he could accept it or not, as he pleased.

To put it bluntly, he ultimately chose to put himself first rather than being manipulated like a pawn by others for inexplicable reasons.

He is a dignified being with the aspirations of being a god or demon. The so-called imperial power, relatives, and bloodline in the secular world cannot bind him at all.

With this thought in mind, the monk Longshu sent a message to Meng Zhao, who was resting in a monk's room in Xiaohanshan Temple.
"Danqing, come to the back mountain to see me!"

Although it was just a simple sentence, Meng Zhao heard a hint of indifference and even murderous intent.

Meng Zhao's incarnation Danqing slowly got off the bed, walked to the table in the room, poured a glass of water, slowly swallowed it, and thought,
"The Heavenly Wolf's corpse has been reduced to ashes, which means that the monk Longshu's conspiracy has not succeeded. Then, why did they ask me to go to the back mountain this time? Could it be that they want me to complete the unfinished business of the Heavenly Wolf?
Could it be that he has something similar to the Green Lantern Coffin?"

It's no wonder Meng Zhao thought so. He knew the whole process very well, having experienced it from beginning to end. The fact that Longshu summoned him after the Heavenly Wolf's mummy was reduced to ashes must be something big and important.

Of course, there is another possibility.

"My presence was seen by him, which aroused his suspicion. So, he wants me to go and test him, to confront him, to verify the truth of this matter?"

There are two possibilities. After thinking about it, Meng Zhao believes that the latter possibility is more likely.

In fact, Meng Zhao doesn't have many flaws, and his role as Danqing is absolutely flawless.

But sometimes, the absence of flaws does not mean that it will not be discovered.

After careful calculation, once the Heavenly Wolf mummy was destroyed, Longshu Monk could still detect some abnormalities from it.

Based on this calculation, it is natural to suspect Meng Zhao.

Meng Zhao seemed very calm. Although he felt a little regretful, it seemed that this game of playing house was indeed not fun at all.

The Peacock King Sutra, what he wanted most, about the magical power of the five-colored divine light, had already been taught to him by the monk Nagarjuna.

As for why the monk Longshu suddenly spread the Peacock King Sutra, what mission and purpose did he have in the polar ice field? Would it pose a threat to himself and the Meng family in Lingwu City...

All these things cannot be discovered simply by staying with Nagarjuna. One must spend many years with him before one can find out a little.

It just so happens that Meng Zhao’s time is limited, and it is impossible for him to stay in the polar ice field for several years, so there is naturally no need for him to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

Having made up his mind, Meng Zhao did not hesitate, and stepped on a breeze, transformed into a stream of light, and came to the back mountain leisurely. At this time, the wounds all over the back mountain had been restored to almost nothing under the great magical power of Longshu Monk, and the Xiaohan Mountain had also stabilized again, without the danger of collapse.

Meng Zhao came to the back mountain, smiled, bowed, and said,
"Master, I wonder what you want me to do when I come here?"

Monk Longshu looked at Meng Zhao carefully, but could not find any flaws. He used his supernatural powers, and his eyes turned into five colors, and his pupils were like colored glass. However, he could only glimpse a ray of Buddha's light, and nothing else. He was slightly shocked.

It would be fine if he hadn't noticed it unintentionally, but he was so intent on spying and still didn't know this person's background. His cultivation level was really terrifying.

However, he had already made up his mind and would not procrastinate any longer or play along with Meng Zhaoxu.

"Who are you? What is your purpose in coming to my Xiaohanshan Temple? And why do you want to target me and ruin my good deeds?"

Monk Longshu went straight to the point and was not at all ambiguous. He was determined to uncover Meng Zhao's true identity.

Meng Zhao still smiled and sighed.
"Master Longshu is indeed as meticulous as a dust. Did the Sun Fire Dragon just kill the Heavenly Wolf with one strike and discover my soul power?"

Monk Longshu breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid of the other party's high martial arts skills, but he was afraid that the other party had a deep background and he would not be able to see through him. This was the most troublesome thing.

"Sir, I'm afraid that Danqing from the Feiyu clan is not your real body. Who are you? Could it be Liu'er Tingtian from the Tingtian clan?"

It was somewhat surprising that the monk Longshu suddenly regarded Meng Zhao as Liu'er Tingtian.

Meng Zhao was also stunned for a moment, then realized something, smiled and shook his head.

"Is it the art of listening to the wind? Master Longshu has a very good insight. What I used before was indeed the art of listening to the wind, but it was not from the Tingtian clan, let alone the Liuer Tingtian!"

In this polar ice field, each race has its own secret techniques, magical powers, and bloodlines, and there are some degrees of recognition.

For example, the art of listening to the wind is the signature secret technique of the Tingtian clan, and it can also be said to be a magical power. Of course, there are external legends, but it is difficult for anyone to use it as well as the Tingtian clan. After all, having four ears and six ears is a natural gift that cannot be compared to ordinary people.

In addition, although the Tingtian clan also had powerful celestial beings, the monk Longshu was quite arrogant and thought that those guys were all mediocre people. Only Liu'er Tingtian was a great man with unparalleled supernatural powers and was superior to him.

This kind of positioning of strength and race can only be said to make sense, but it is a wrong guess.

However, this is viewed from the perspective of God. From Nagarjuna's personal perspective, there is nothing wrong with his speculation.

Nagarjuna was a little skeptical.
"really?"

"Of course I take it seriously. Actually, I am of human origin, just like Master Nagarjuna."

As soon as these words were spoken, Nagarjuna's expression changed drastically. If he had been a little suspicious before, now he was filled with anger and hatred.

"Were you sent by that brat Beitang Sheng?"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Meng Zhao's face became even brighter. Such an attitude and such information meant that this monk Longshu had indeed made contact with the Beitang royal family, but was not so convinced of Beitang Sheng?
In fact, this is indeed a very likely situation.

In terms of bloodline, Monk Longshu is Beitang Sheng's uncle. In terms of strength, he has become an unrivaled celestial being. In terms of his situation, he is far away in the polar ice field and is not under the jurisdiction of the so-called royal family of Shenzhou.

What does Beitang Sheng count for?