Then he turned to Meng Zhao and said,
"Even if what you take is from that boy Tuntian, do you know that this Palace Master is optimistic about Tuntian and can also intervene in this matter?"
The tone of his voice did not change at all, but Meng Zhao noticed that the pressure on him in this space suddenly increased more than ten times, and the strong squeezing feeling could even cause ordinary innate blood vessels to burst and die, like a mountain covering his body.
That is to say, Meng Zhao possesses the Purple Yuan Dragon Body and has an unrivaled foundation. Even with such a change, he only felt uncomfortable for a moment and quickly adjusted.
"Haha, what the Palace Master said is wrong. It is not a bad thing to be optimistic about someone. However, if you work hard for someone just because you are optimistic about someone, and do it as your own thing, isn't it putting the cart before the horse and putting yourself under it?
The master of the palace is a master of magic, the most powerful person in the world, he is firmly on the throne, and he is optimistic about Tuntian. Expressing goodwill through transactions is enough. If he intervenes midway to help him recover the lost treasure, it will lower his status.
Meng felt that a real hero would not be hit by one or two failures. Sometimes, even suffering some losses and encountering some setbacks is a good thing.
If I were the palace master, I would only turn a blind eye to this matter and watch the younger generation fight among themselves. Only in this way can I see who is the real dragon and who is the false dragon. I wonder if the palace master thinks what I am saying is right. appropriate? "
The senior brother of Bishui Immortal Palace kept his mouth shut, but when he heard Meng Zhao's words, he opened his mouth in shock. This is really a dead man's talk, confusing right and wrong. He clearly cut off Tiantian Daozi's treasure, but he still acted like I It was for his good appearance, it was really eye-opening.
Although the senior brother of Immortal Palace rarely walks around the world of martial arts, he has met a lot of people, many of whom are first-rate heroes. However, Meng Zhao was the first one who made him admire and want to use the sword. Stabbed guy.
"What a sharp mouth, but I have to admit that what you said makes sense.
I can indeed turn a blind eye to this matter and allow you to compete with Na Tuntian to see who is stronger. However, when I watch a show, I must have suitable actors. That's it.
I have no doubt that Tun Tian is a man of extraordinary talent and talent. Sooner or later he will be one of my generation.
Ordinary people will not be his opponents, and those who want to go against him will not end well.
On the other hand, you seem to have excellent abilities and are still above swallowing the sky, but you are like looking at flowers in the fog, hazy.
Let's do this, you can compete with me, the great disciple, to see how good you are.
If you really have that strength, why not let you go? "
Meng Zhao was stunned by the words of the Lord of Bishui Immortal Palace, and then smiled bitterly,
"It turns out that the palace master is deceiving me. You can't tell the level of my abilities at all, so you want to test me."
This was somewhat contrary to what the Lord of Bishui Immortal Palace had said before. Meng Zhao naturally understood that he had been deceived by this old guy.
The Lord of the Immortal Palace seemed to be in a good mood and laughed.
"Wrong, I'm not deceiving you. Although I can't tell the level of your talent, I can still tell if I can't tell. Do you understand?"
Meng Zhao nodded, this is not difficult to understand.
With the eyesight and strength of the demon master, the Lord of the Immortal Palace, he can see people just like looking at the lines on the palm of his hand. Every detail is clear, and he can basically see it accurately. If he is said to be a genius, he must be a genius, and if he is said to be a lump on the elm, he must be difficult to train.
However, with his eyesight and strength, he could not see a person's qualifications and talents, which actually showed that this person was absolutely powerful. If there were no flaws, there were just flaws. This time, it was Meng Zhao who was careless.
"If the Palace Master is interested, I should comply with it. However, if the Palace Master is satisfied, are you willing to add one more person to the list of important people?"
Meng Zhao took advantage of the opportunity and dared to trade with Ye Huan, using the Meng family fleet to sell goods for the demonic way and earn money, so he was not afraid of getting involved with the Lord of the Immortal Palace.
It is indeed risky to seek skin from a tiger. However, Meng Zhao claims to be a real dragon, so how can he be afraid of a mere tiger?
In more than two years, he has grown to his current level. If you give him another two years, he will definitely undergo another amazing transformation. Although the master is the first, he may not be able to catch up from behind.
Furthermore, the relationships behind him are complicated and powerful. Although the demon master is powerful and invincible, he cannot be intimidated.
The person behind the screen paused, as if he did not expect Meng Zhao to say this. This was the first time in his life. He felt that his arrogance was still as high as swallowing the sky, and then he said with full appreciation,
"What a spirit, it seems you are not just a talker.
This matter is simple. If you can really penetrate my Dharma eyes, what's the harm in having one more person?
Not only that, if you and Tuntian fight in the future, I will support you secretly. "
These words bloodyly reveal the cold-blooded and ruthless nature of the Lord of the Immortal Palace, who pays more attention to interests.
In other words, whoever is stronger, more talented, and more promising will be helped.
It doesn't sound nice to say it, but it is very practical. This is what little people do, and big people are not immune to it.
Furthermore, big shots value a junior, a genius, and they know how to invest, but there is no rule that they can only value one person.
A group of people is obviously more in line with the position and interests of the big shot.
Cast the net wide and catch more fish, and there will always be a big fish caught.
At the moment, Meng Zhao is just a fish who has volunteered to see if he can be taken seriously by this demon master.
Of course, it is another matter that the fish has ulterior motives.
The senior brother of Bishui Immortal Palace was ready to move, his pair of slanting eyebrows trembled as if a long sword was flying. Deep in the dark hole, there was a faint whistling of sharp sword energy, and there was a clanging sound of a divine sword in his body. The majestic power of heaven and earth triggers the response and blessing of this space.
This place is the center of the mountains, the eye of the great formation. Although the senior brother of the Immortal Palace cannot live here day and night, he can often come to pay homage to the master, thereby becoming familiar with and appreciating the mystery of this place.
Over time, although you cannot directly use the endless power of heaven and earth here, you can faintly leverage one or two points to strengthen yourself and greatly increase your combat power.
Under normal circumstances, he would not use such means.
Firstly, it is unnecessary, and secondly, doing so may cause oneself to suffer backlash from the power of heaven and earth.
There are inevitable risks in using power that is beyond our control.
At this time, he planned to use his invincible martial arts power to suppress Meng Zhao forcefully, defeating Meng Zhao in one fell swoop and completely destroying his confidence, so that he would know that being sharp-tongued is of no use, and that the only thing that matters is strong martial arts.
There is one part of revenge, three parts of venting anger, and the remaining six parts are the fighting spirit and pleasure of competing with the strong and defeating them.
He also understood that Meng Zhao must have great strength and confidence, but so what?
The senior brother of Immortal Palace never thinks that he will lose even if he has the right time, place and people.
No, a tie means his failure.
He wants to win happily.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
