On the flat land of a mountain range, a small market town exuded vitality. In a guest room in this town, a woman who was playing with her child suddenly looked at the man who was meditating and said in surprise, "Meng Zhehong! Why is the aura fluctuation so big?" ? Don't make your daughter cry!" This man and woman are Meng Zhao's parents, Meng Zhehong and Bai Yanjun. Meng Zhehong heard his wife's somewhat accusatory tone and said solemnly, "Just now Zhao'er's breath disappeared from this world!" Bai Yanyun was a little panicked when she heard this and said, "How is that possible? Is it that world?"
Meng Zhehong shook his head, "Zhao'er has already embarked on the path of a monk, going against the will of heaven. Although I don't know why the envoys didn't arrest Zhao'er while he was exercising, but they will not interfere anymore unless Zhao'er Life is in danger!" Bai Yanyun also frowned after hearing this, "In that case, where can Zhao'er go? And he disappeared from this world!" Bai Yanyun seemed to think of something that stuck in his words, and then looked Meng Zhehong asked, "Could it be..." Although Meng Zhehong didn't hear the answer, he still nodded firmly. Bai Yanjun's expression kept changing and she murmured, "Why? Why did Zhao'er go there? Is this good or bad? ?" Meng Zhehong listened to his wife's anxious words and did not answer. He just held his wife in his arms and comforted her.
This is a world filled with white flames. The originally calm sea of flames suddenly became violent. A pillar of flames with no boundaries rose into the sky. It seemed that something was about to break out of it. As the pillar of flames got higher and higher, it surrounded Its white flames were getting less and less, and it exuded a sacred and peaceful aura. But just when this aura was about to successfully break through, an illusory human face suddenly appeared in the sky. The human face shouted loudly, and the surroundings suddenly Massive white flames appeared out of thin air. These white flames appeared continuously, wrapped the aura and pulled it into the sea of flames. In this protracted tug-of-war, the sacred aura wrapped in the white flames finally lost and returned. In the sea of flames, the illusory human face looked at the calm sea of flames and showed a puzzled expression, but he did not look into it and gradually dissipated.
After the human face dissipated, a baby-shaped light group appeared out of thin air. This light group had the same characteristics as the breath that was pressed back by the white flames. It was sacred and peaceful! The light ball gradually solidified, and finally gave birth to flesh and blood and finally became a real baby. The baby gradually flew to the sky. This time, there was no white flame to wrap it up. In the end, the baby disappeared. After the baby disappeared, There seems to be a happy laughter coming from this peaceful world...
"Hoo~ho~ho~" The majestic fire filled the small room. In the middle of the room, there was another figure and a cauldron of refining furnace. There were nine light spots on the refining furnace. , this person is none other than Lin Jiao! There seemed to be two long swords in the refining furnace, but Lin Jiao was not paying attention to the refining furnace. Instead, he was holding a book in his hand and seemed to be searching for something. At this moment, a figure appeared and looked towards the refining furnace. Lin Jiao naturally noticed this man's arrival, put down the book in his hand and complained, "You old man really gave me a problem. I have been practicing these two ram's horns for so long and there is no sign of melting!"
The person who came was none other than Zhang Yanghe. Zhang Yanghe listened to Lin Jiao's complaints and laughed and said, "This is what Yang Ming used to counterattack before he died. All the blood in his body was poured into these two horns, so they are naturally extremely hard!" But you can't deny that this is an excellent weapon refining material!" Lin Jiao nodded after listening to Zhang Yanghe's words. Zhang Yanghe looked at it for a while and said in surprise, "Your weapon refining technique is different from before. !”
Lin Jiao did not shy away from hearing this, "That's right! This is the inspiration I got from the inscription inscription method created by that boy Meng Zhao!" Zhang Yanghe was surprised when he heard these words and said, "Creation? You mean the creation created by that boy Meng Zhao?" Has a new inscription method been developed?" Lin Jiao nodded. "Yes, although there are only a few of this inscription method, I can sense the potential of this inscription method!" Lin Jiao shook his head and said. "This guy Meng Zhao can go down in history just because of this! And the day when I will be promoted to Grand Master is just around the corner!"
Zhang Yanghe was not surprised when he heard these words, and then took out a long black knife, but there was a crack in the middle of the long knife, "At this time, Meng Zhao's black scale knife, I don't know what that boy Bai Xianghui used." The skill can actually destroy this black scale sword?" Lin Jiao took the black scale sword in his hand and sneered, "What kind of skill can it have? It's nothing more than a reward obtained by the Zigan Holy Sect based on merit!" Lin Jiao took the credit. The two words aggravated the tone, and Zhang Yanghe even sensed a strong murderous aura!
Lin Jiao looked at the black scale sword and said, "Are you asking me to melt these two horns into it?" Zhang Yanghe nodded, but Lin Jiao shook his head and said, "No need! It's better to give it to him directly. Let's make a sword, and these two horns are suitable for sword-shaped weapons. It's useless to integrate them into sword-shaped weapons. But I think these two horns are suitable for making them into hidden weapons!" Zhang Yanghe was surprised, "Hidden weapons? So... A big hidden weapon?”
Lin Jiao did not answer, but continued, "Zhong Fei is just an ordinary monk. Ning Ya and Lin Sanhu each have their own opportunities. Meng Zhao is a troublemaker. Giving him hidden weapons is better than teaching him I want to escape, so I plan to make these two feet into hidden weapons and give them to the little girl Li Yirou! Do you have any objections?" Zhang Yanghe nodded and said, "Although the little girl Li Yirou is protected by Jiushao Zhong, But why can we only attack without defense? Giving it to her can be regarded as compensation for the debt to his father!" After Lin Jiao got Zhang Yanghe's consent, he complained to him about the difficulty of the horns, and at this moment Meng Zhao Ze was lying dead in the Heavenly Thunder Secret Realm because he did not expect that a wave of lightning disaster would suddenly come when he first stepped into the Heavenly Thunder Secret Realm. Although he was not seriously injured, he still needed to rest for a few days. Meng Zhao could only desire Cry without tears.
