Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Shen Tianci said that he was knowledgeable and interested, or that he was aloof, but he did not continue the topic.

Otherwise, the various essences of Tu Xiu's martial arts will definitely be mentioned again, making it seem like he is coveting other people's martial arts.

After all, he had made it clear before that he would only take the items from the last palace of Tu Xiu's treasure. As for the rest, they all belong to Meng Zhao. Every spit and nail, Shen Tianci spoke, but he never broke his own words...

The next day, Meng Zhao made an agreement with Shen Tianci to go to the secret realm of Dongtian together.

This time, there was no intrigue or conspiracy.

The two of them indeed came with an attitude of sincere cooperation, so the whole journey seemed very harmonious and there were no accidents.

In the end, Shen Tianci entered the last hall alone.

When the door of the hall closed, Meng Zhao vaguely saw a dark shadow flashing away. He didn't know if it was an illusion.

Meng Zhao waited outside for a full day and night before he saw Shen Tianci come out.

The Tathagata in his hands was as empty as ever, and there was nothing extra. Either the items in it were precious and comparable to a heavenly mirror, which seemed real but not real, seemed imaginary but not imaginary, and could be hidden in the sea of ​​human spiritual consciousness.

Either it also contains spiritual imprints such as the charm of martial arts.

However, Meng Zhao could see that Shen Tianci's complexion and spirit were indeed very different from before entering the hall. While he was tired, there was also a high-spirited and excited look in him, which was a great reward.

As for what the harvest was, Shen Tianci didn't say, nor did he take the initiative to ask questions.

If it were him, he wouldn't reveal even a single word of such secrets to others, so why should Shen Tianci be an exception?

And this Young Master of the Shen family kept his promise. As he said, he never took away a single piece of gold or silver. However, after seeing the piles of armors, swords, and various ordnance, he looked at them in surprise and stopped paying attention. .

Two days later, all the big and small forces in the city received information that the God-given Linzi of the Jinling Shen family had left Nan'an by water and returned to the Jinling Shen family.

This made the eldest girls and daughters-in-law of many families sigh with regret, wishing they could spread their wings and chase back Mr. Shen and see his peerless appearance again.

At the same time, many young talents and wealthy men in the city breathed a sigh of relief.

To them, Shen Tianci's existence was like an insurmountable mountain, more like a shining mirror that revealed their own incompetence and shallowness. Although they treated him respectfully on the surface, they had already scolded him secretly. A bloody nozzle.

This is like some modern children whose parents always use other outstanding children to stimulate their children. Children naturally don’t have much favorable impressions of other people’s children, and hope that they will stay as far away from themselves as possible. This is also human nature.

Of course, there are some weird people who are very sorry for Shen Tianci's departure. Most of these people have high self-esteem and strong will, and will not be easily crushed.

What he was thinking about was not to let Shen Tianci leave, but how to get close to the other party, learn from the other party, and finally catch up with the other party, such as the person in front of Meng Zhao.

He has short black and thick hair, tied up on his forehead by a red silk scarf. His face is resolute and his lines are rough, but it cannot hide his childishness. He is obviously still a handsome young man.

His eyes were sharp, and he was sitting on the large Taishi chair, but his body seemed to be trapped in a small box. He was as strong as a god descending to earth, and as powerful as a tiger lying on a hill.

Who is it if it's not Meng Chuan?

At this time, Meng Zhao's cheap fifth brother was complaining to Meng Zhao that it was just that Shen Tianci had left. He didn't know if he would meet again in the future, let alone whether he would have a chance to challenge him.

He also said that Shen Tianci was so optimistic about Meng Zhao, so after Shen Tianci left, Meng Zhao had to practice martial arts with him and not let him go.

During the recent period, Meng Zhao was busy dealing with the Hu family and his son, as well as participating in the massacre of Xiu's treasure. He had to study hard and study books every day. He was extremely busy, so he neglected many of the Meng family members.

For example, he, the two brothers Dafang and Meng Rong basically didn't see each other for many days. Meng Chuan came to look for him several times but couldn't find anyone, so he was naturally a little sulky.

Meng Zhao also found it funny. Normally, this fifth brother seemed to be down-to-earth, honest, mature, and obsessed with martial arts, which once made him ignore that the other person was two years younger than him. However, today's words and deeds made him think that this boy is still just a kid. Young people are always a little immature in mind.

"Don't worry, I haven't been busy with anything in the past few days, you can come to me anytime.

It just so happens that I have just made some new gains in martial arts, which will definitely surprise you. "

For martial arts competitions and studying martial arts, Meng Chuan is actually a very good candidate.

After all, Meng Zhao is now new to many martial arts, and he is about to study them carefully. As for the results and performance, we have to make a more intuitive comparison to see.

Ordinary warriors, such as Lu Le, Han Pu and others, were not his opponents and could spar with him, but they were concerned about their status and could not let go.

Meng Chuan has no such concerns. He is extremely talented, and his martial arts strength is even stronger than Meng Zhao's. He is also brave and diligent, and his improvement speed is extremely fast. He is a sparring role that is most suitable for him. Come to him for a discussion, it is a dream.

However, when faced with Meng Zhao's reply that sounded like he was boasting, Meng Chuan did not believe it immediately. Instead, he stared at a pair of clear and bright eyes, squeezed out wrinkles on his forehead, and said reluctantly,

"Fourth brother, are you sure?"

As he spoke, he pursed his lips, as if to say, if you are saved like this, can you say that you have gained something new?

The two of them were talking in a large room in the back garden of Xiyuan. It was full of flowers and plants, and the fragrance was fragrant. There were also some calligraphy and paintings taken from Tu Xiu's treasure hung on the wall. It was arty, but it did look quiet and elegant. It makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Meng Zhao was now wearing a snow-white robe with fluttering sleeves. He was lying on his side on a soft bed, feeling lazy and listless.

The back rests on a back cushion made of the finest velvet. This back cushion alone may be enough for some ordinary people to live in for a lifetime.

There is a round bamboo table at the height of a person's waist. There is a super large fruit platter on the table. Several items grow against the solar terms, and they look fresh and delicious at first glance.

At the same time, Xiaojiabiyu and Han Lu were sitting on the outside of the soft cave, with their hair hanging down and sweat dripping from the tip of their noses. They were working hard and uncomplainingly, massaging Meng Zhao's knees and thighs with great concentration, with skillful techniques, pressing, squeezing, pushing and kneading. Moderate, definitely not done once or twice.

This picture shows the style of a good-for-nothing young man from a wealthy family who is obsessed with pleasure and unwilling to endure hardship.

Meng Chuan doubted whether Meng Zhao had practiced martial arts these days, let alone gained anything new that would surprise him.

Meng Zhao didn't pay attention to Meng Chuan's suspicion. He was a very realistic person and had a clear distinction between various aspects.

In martial arts practice, one must be diligent and never slack off.

But in daily life, I will never treat myself badly, such as food, clothing, housing and transportation, which are completely corrupted. I don't seek the most expensive, but seek the best.

In his view, since this condition exists, why not take advantage of it?

No matter what your status is, you will do what you think you are.

If he is still a beggar, he will not feel any psychological pressure if he goes to the streets to beg for food. After all, he is just for survival.

As for the extravagant style, it hinders martial arts and is even more ridiculous.

It is undeniable that there are indeed some special cultivation methods that require the practice of asceticism to sharpen one's spirit and body in order to reach a high state. However, such ascetic monks are extremely rare, and Meng Zhao knows nothing about them.

That being the case, why not enjoy it?

Let him, a young master of the Meng family, eat chaffy vegetables and wear coarse clothes and linen trousers. Then what is the meaning of his gaining power and wealth?