The Beginning of Panlong: In the Name of the Father

Chapter 1304 Meng Dajiang and Meng Chuan
In the Huoxin Cave, Meng Dajiang fell to the ground, just like a drunken mortal, while Qin Wuzun was standing by to protect Meng Dajiang.

"After taking the Yuxia Fruit on the first level of Yuan Shen, I don't know how much progress he can make in terms of Yuan Shen. He will not step into the second level of Yuan Shen in one go." Lord Qin Wu looked at Meng Dajiang.

With the ability of a Creation Realm venerable, he can easily see the souls of ordinary gods and demons. However, at this moment, Meng Dajiang took the Yuxia Fruit. The energy contained in the Yuxia Fruit filled the space between his eyebrows, and even the venerable one could not see clearly.

He could only feel that Meng Dajiang's soul was improving at an extremely fast speed!
Meng Dajiang's "intoxication" lasted for most of the day, and the energy of the Yuxia Fruit began to subside, as if the tide was receding, revealing the reef (primordial spirit).

"The Yuan Shen is extremely powerful. Could it be that he has really broken through to the second level of the Yuan Shen?"

Qin Wu was not too surprised. The Yuanxia Fruit had the miraculous effect of improving the soul, but it was better than nothing for those who were above the fifth level of the soul.

It is normal for Meng Dajiang's will to be maintained after the first level of Yuan Shen is promoted to the second level of Yuan Shen.

But to be sure, he began to carefully observe Meng Dajiang's spirit.

However, just looking at it without looking at it, once he looked at it - he felt as if he saw something extremely 'sharp', just like a mortal would feel the hair on his hair stand on end when he sees the sharp edge of a magic weapon.

Lord Qin Wu also had this feeling when he saw Meng Dajiang's soul. The soul felt a bit of pain, as if he had been scratched by a knife-shaped soul weapon.

It's just that this state goes as quickly as it comes.

Taking a closer look, Meng Dajiang no longer had that "abnormality" and had become an ordinary second-level Yuan Shen.

"what happened?"

Qin Wu would not think that it was an illusion. The edge contained in Meng Dajiang's soul at that moment made him feel a little palpitated.

But Meng Dajiang had too many secrets, and he had long been numb.

"Climb to the bottom of the Huoxin Cave and reach the second level of Yuanshen. I don't know if his moves and skills have taken that step.

But no matter what, now he is definitely qualified to open Cangyuan Cave Heaven. "Qin Wu thought in his heart.

"With the potential he has shown, I am afraid that not only can he become a king, he is at least 30% sure of becoming an emperor, and there is even a glimmer of hope that he will become an emperor. If he becomes an emperor, this problem of the monster clan can also be solved!"

"It's time to meet Luo Tang again."

Before Meng Dajiang woke up completely, Qin Wu turned and left.

After a moment, Meng Dajiang opened his eyes, and there was a faint flash of extremely sharp light in his eyes.

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Dongning Mansion, Meng Family.

The patriarch of the Meng family, 'Meng Yanping', is Meng Xiangu's third brother. He is also a powerful master with a very high status.

Most of the young men of the Meng family respected and feared the patriarch.

However, such a master was now competing with a boy who was only over seven years old.

Yes, discuss.

The boy is only seven years old, but he can still perform a decent sword technique. The sword skills are very immature, but there are some tricks.

Meng Yanping could easily suppress this young man even if he was absent-minded. However, he was still a little shocked in his heart.

"I have only been practicing swordsmanship for one year, and I am already quite accomplished in basic swordsmanship. This talent is enough to compare with that girl'Meng Wenying', and I am worthy of being Meng Dajiang's son."

"My sister sent me a letter last time, telling me that Meng Dajiang has become a god and demon. It's such a great news. It's a pity that it needs to be kept secret for the time being. After all, Dajiang made an exception and worshiped in Yuanchu Mountain."

"But in my opinion, this child Meng Chuan can also become a god and demon, and our Meng family can surpass the Zhang family and become the first family in Dongning Mansion. As for Meng Dajiang, he is too doting on his children." Meng Yanping suppressed With his strength and speed, he also fought against Meng Chuan with basic sword skills, but he easily knocked down the sharp knife in Meng Chuan's hand.

"The progress is okay, but there is still a gap between what your father was when he was a child..." Because of Meng Xiangu's letter, Meng Yanping naturally trained Meng Chuan very carefully, but he would never dote on him without a bottom line.

He could even be said to be strict in instructing Meng Chuan on his cultivation.

"First of all, your hand holding the knife is too tight. Control of the knife cannot be achieved by holding it firmly."

"Secondly, you must think clearly before drawing the sword. You are still in the basic stage of laying the foundation. Don't think about using your instinct to swing the sword. How can your instinct compare to the secrets of sword skills accumulated over so many years."

"Finally, you have to concentrate. Practicing sword skills requires not only effort, but also concentration."

"Yes, patriarch!" Little Mengchuan said obediently.

"Okay. By the way, your father sent another letter and the famous painting he got from Yuanchu Mountain."

Meng Chuan's eyes lit up when he heard his father's letter.

After his mother died in battle and his father went to Yuanchu Mountain to practice cultivation, although he returned to the Meng family and had the care of the clan leader, he was also very lonely.

Enduring the loneliness and practicing sword skills, he also hopes that one day he can become a powerful god and demon like his father, kill monsters and avenge his mother!
The only way to relax is to see my father's intentions and paintings.

Jinghu Meng Mansion, in the study.

After practicing swordsmanship for a whole day and following the guidance of the clan leader, although Meng Chuan was in high spirits, his body was tired and he had to rest.

In the study, Meng Chuan first read his father's letter. Although his father could not be confused by many things he had experienced, he still told him many secrets of practice and could feel the deep love.

Then he started doing something he must do every day - painting.

The paperweight is pressed against the paper, and there is also a beautiful palette beside it. The various paints in it are also of the highest quality.

Meng Chuan is painting carefully.

Meng Chuan has loved painting since he was a child.

Maybe the mother was good at painting and taught her son how to paint. This was one of his favorite things when he was young. A three- or four-year-old child painted for three or four hours in a row. He even forgot to eat. He was not tired at all. His body was covered with paint, and he was still smiling and happy. very. My mother once said, "My son is extremely talented and will definitely become the best painter in the world. A painting is worth a thousand pieces of gold."

Born in the Meng family, her parents doted on her, so she had no worries.

However, when I was six years old...

In that catastrophe, my mother also died, and my father worshiped in Yuanchu Mountain.

He stayed outside the city for a while in the early Yuan Dynasty, and was sent back to Dongning Mansion by the gods and demons.

From then on, he practiced diligently, but he still painted for an hour every day. When painting, he would forget the fatigue of practicing, and even felt like he was back when he was a child, with his mother guiding him to paint, and his mind was extremely peaceful. .

I have been painting for three or four years, and I have also studied painting techniques with painters. I have long been better than my master. His mother was right, his talent was indeed outstanding, at least it was higher than his talent for swordsmanship.

What's the use?
No matter how powerful a painter is, can he kill monsters?

His father's letter to him made it very clear, yes!
Painting is a skill and an expression of emotion. If you become a master of painting, you can hope to reach a very high level of spiritual practice.

Although what his father said was not very clear, Meng Chuan knew that his father would not lie to him!
A picture gradually took shape.

It was a picture of a burly man, carrying a child on his back, fighting many monsters.

(End of this chapter)