On the third day of going up the mountain, just at night, Meng Zhao sat peacefully on the wooden bed inside the stone house, lit a awakening fragrance beside him. The green cigarette turned into two thin snakes, swam into Meng Zhao's ears and poured into his body. His mind suddenly became extremely clear, his spiritual power increased greatly, and he began to feel the martial arts he had created after his sudden enlightenment...

It lasted about a quarter of the hour, and half of the awakening incense burned, was extinguished by Meng Zhao, and retracted it into the box, silently sensing the changes in the body.

"Well, my spiritual power has indeed not been enhanced, but my use and spy on the qi has been greatly improved, which shows that during the improvement period, I have retained all my research and insights, which is quite good."

Meng Zhao's current martial arts focus mainly on two aspects. One is his fundamental martial arts, Dutian Yulong Ziwei Emperor Sutra, which is the highest foundation for his future achievements. He is not careless, and martial arts itself also has extremely strong potential.

It can be said that the more you study, the more you find that it is profound and profound, and you may not be able to master it thoroughly even if you study it all your life.

The second is the martial arts created by sudden enlightenment.

This martial art was created by him in the true sense, not derived from the energy consumption of the mirror. In addition, it reflects the way of heaven and earth, and has a strong inquiry significance for the relationship between the three, and is lofty and mysterious, so it is natural to focus on this skill.

Just now, he used the awakening fragrance to enhance his spiritual power, so he used it to understand and perfect this martial arts secret technique, and gained a lot.

Just as he was about to rest, he heard three slight knocks on the door. Meng Zhao frowned, got up and went downstairs, opened the door, and saw that it was Niu Dali, Zheng Que and Su Can.

Everyone was dressed neatly, with excited expressions, and their faces were shiny in the dark night. They were holding a snow-white paper fan in their hands, which looked very strange.

These three people cannot be said to have developed limbs and simple minds, but they are also a good martial artist. It is not uncommon to use a knife. When did they have such leisure and elegance? They have a paper fan to show off their elegance?

Before Meng Zhao could ask, Niu Dali said to him with a wink,

"Brother, we evil devil cultivators have a small gathering tonight and rented a side hall in the Immortal Palace. It will be very lively tonight. Will you come?

This is a good thing. Lao Niu, I think of you and come to find you as soon as possible."

Meng Zhao was a little surprised and asked quickly,

"What's going on? Could it be that the Demon Society will be held now?"

Meng Zhao remembers that there should be two days left for the official external demon association, while the internal demon association will not start after the external demon association is over, so there is still plenty of time. Could it be that something unexpected happens that causes the demon association to be ahead of schedule?

Niu Dali waved the paper fan in his hand, and blew the golden ring on his earlobes rustling, then he said,

"This is not, it's just that a guy named He Liu has some energy. He actively contacted many people and started to stir up the momentum. He didn't know where to make the relationship. He could lend a side hall in advance to set up the venue, which led everyone to prepare to go and see the truth.

In general, it should be a small gathering similar to the Demon Society. Maybe there are treasure elixirs and martial arts secrets that brothers need. It is better to go and see them together, it is worse than to hold your breath alone in the house."

Someone took the initiative to plan to raise this matter, and the purpose was obviously not simple, but Niu Dali and others were strong without desire. As long as they could get the benefits, they would do whatever they could. If you like to show off, just go out.

Therefore, I planned to take Meng Zhao to have fun and watch the fun.

After a few days, even though Su Can, who was cold-faced and taciturn, had a good attitude towards Meng Zhao, at least he had friendship and good things, and of course he would not leave his new friends.

Meng Zhao felt a move. The stone house was narrow and cramped, the environment was simple, and the external environment was noisy and noisy. It was not a good place for practice. In the past few days, he had finished his daily homework and went to bed and fell asleep. He was inevitably bored and bored.

Knowing that there was a lot of fun, I immediately started to think about it and nodded repeatedly,

"Okay, I'll count this."

As he said that, he went back to the house to change into a formal dress and tidied up his personal appearance. He felt that it was almost done, so he left the stone house.

On the way, you can see sparse figures walking on the mountain road covered by the moonlight.

Some were alone, some were in groups of three or two, with clear boundaries between them, as if there was an invisible wall to separate the big guys. At some point, a small fog appeared on the mountain, and the figures were full of people, adding a bit of mystery and a secluded atmosphere, like a situation where a hundred ghosts were walking at night.

"No, brother, put this fan away. This is your own token. When you arrive at the place, there will be a dedicated person to guard the door. If you want to enter, this paper fan is an indispensable thing. Don't lose it. I can't get the second one."

Meng Zhao took the paper fan, weighed it, then unfolded it, and carefully observed it for a moment, and then said,

"The workmanship of this fan is good, and the person who brings the characters on it is also very good. However, it seems a bit weird to use a fan as a token. Who can get a fan?"

Zheng Que was also quite interested at this time, and he kept his throat down and explained to Meng Zhao,

"Brother Bi, this matter is not as simple as it seems. It is considered to be the follow-up of a battle between the two sides not long ago.

Na He Liu was actually the leader of the side that day. He was whipped and had a coolie. He didn't know where to get a relationship and was able to rent the side palace of the Immortal Palace. Everyone participated in it because of his pretext.

None of the people who can go to this fairy palace are from a sect, most of whom are from me and my senior brothers, who teach martial arts alone, or like Lao Niu, don’t even have a master. They rely solely on talent, encounters, and their own efforts to achieve their cultivation.

Originally, you had a close relationship with the two people in the Demon Lord Hall, and He Liu didn't plan to fold a fan for you. The one who lets you enter was Lao Niu patted his chest to protect you, so he asked for an extra paper fan, which was specially prepared for you."

Meng Zhao felt thoughtful, folded the paper fan and thanked Niu Dali, with a sincere tone.

Niu Dali was happy in his heart, but he was calm on the surface and made an indifferent expression.

It can make the descendants of the Heavenly Demon Palace inherit their love and be closer to his goal.

Of course, this is what Niu Dali thought. The facts can only be said to be unpredictable and difficult to predict.

In addition, what he thought was what was the purpose of He Liu holding such a small gathering at this time?

If it is true as Zheng Que said, this Demon Meeting is the follow-up of the last war, then He Liu would never just act as a nameless organizer, and would not show his diligence to others for no reason.

"It seems that this is also an ambitious person, so he wants to see what tricks he is playing."
Chapter completed!