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Chapter 1228 Night Talk

That night, several people rested in the stone house they built to rest and regained their energy. Meng Zhao was wearing a black soft armor and sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, overlooking the valley below and the mysterious altar.

The mountain breeze blows, and the cold frost is like a blade. It is obviously just a difference between high and low, but it is like a separation between the world.

Meng Zhao looked at it for a long time, and his eyes were particularly focused. For one or two hours, he neither stood up to activate his blood nor turned his eyes. He moved away, as if he was obsessed with the mystery of this valley.

At this time, a figure swished from the valley below, trampling on the slippery and slippery rock walls jumped to the top of the mountain and came to Meng Zhao near.

The big red robe is as bright as blood. Under the handsome face, there is a powerful and strong scorching breath, which is very aggressive. It is the fire envoy Si Peng, who is also the peak of Meng Zhao's hidden identity now.

"Lu Yang, why did he come out alone late at night and come to the top of the mountain to blow the cool breeze? Could it be that he has something to do?"

Si Peng carried his hands behind his back, and a strong solemn aura was condensed without revealing it. His attitude towards Meng Zhao was not very normal.

If it was originally a three-point defense and seven-point trust, then now it has become a three-point trust and seven-point defense.

There was no way. When it was deeper and heavy, Meng Zhao went out alone. On this cliff, he looked down on it. It was too suspicious. It was abnormal not to doubt him.

Of course, fortunately, Meng Zhao just looked down at the valley and did not make any special moves to contact others.

Otherwise, what Si Peng is coming to face now is not a question, but his fierce and fierce true energy.

In addition, what Si Peng always found strange is that when Meng Zhao went out to search for the essence of the ferocious beast's flesh and blood, he was designed and plotted, but he was helpless. He seemed to be very reasonable, but is this really the case?

He only believed in this 50%, and 50% were deeply suspicious.

If Xiang Qing's side had placed a dark boy here, then this person would not be him, Wei Hua, or Mo Li. The biggest possibility was Lu Yang, who was transformed by Meng Zhao.

This was the hidden danger he had pried away Meng Zhao from Xiang Qing. He could have relied on time to constantly test and eliminated this possibility until Meng Zhao could entrust a great task.

However, things went against my wishes, and time was too late. With the fact that Su Hongtu was coming, I had to take on this hidden danger, and now I am facing such a situation.

All the situations are intertwined, and Si Peng has to be extremely cautious to avoid being stabbed by someone at a critical moment.

Fortresses are often broken from within. No matter how arrogant Si Peng is, he cannot say that he is betrayed at the critical moment and can still win with confidence. This is too unrealistic.

Meng Zhao didn't expect that in Si Peng's eyes, he was so untrusted, as if he was so lively just now, and he was in a relationship with each other, as if the scene of a brother was just a dream.

But I was not too worried, I just pointed to the altar below and said,

"Si Envoy, I am a man born with a pair of spiritual eyes, which can see the mystery of the inspiration of heaven, earth and man. Do you know what I have seen from this altar and this valley?"

Si Peng was stunned. He originally wanted to test and question Meng Zhao, but he didn't expect that he asked him back and attracted his interest.

However, such a calm and easy-going attitude dispelled a lot of his suspicions. At the same time, Meng Zhao's spiritual pupils also made him extremely curious.

I was curious about how mysterious Meng Zhao's spiritual eyes were, and I was also curious about what he saw.

In fact, he had long discovered that part of Meng Zhao's hair was purple, his eyes were also purple and bright, with strange phenomena. However, many times, those who practice special skills would have similar effects, and it was nothing.

Now I have a pair of spiritual eyes. Although it is not as good as a special physique, it is not much different. In short, they are all born strange people, with natural talents and enviable.

"Oh, can you see the clue?"

Si Peng actually never knew what kind of hindrance Su Hongtu was selling, what kind of martial arts he practiced, it would take such a tedious process and such a big formation, but out of trust, he fully supported the other party.

Now that he can get some information from Meng Zhao, he is not rejected.

"I can't tell you the clues and guess the truth, but I can see that below, there are clouds, evil spirits like the sea, warm and pleasant surface, fragrant grass and trees, rotten inside, and unpleasant and fierce."

"This is definitely not a good way, it is a great evil and evil. Did the envoy know this?"

Is it an evil deed?

This was Si Peng's first reaction after hearing Meng Zhao's remarks, and then he realized it. The truth is probably like this.

After all, in today's world, righteous martial arts emphasizes a gradual progress, clear layers, step by step, and long stamina, which is also a path that everyone generally follows.

Some martial arts are extreme and evil, focusing on quick success and breakthroughs. They use different methods that are different from what people think and think to break through the boundaries of ordinary people and are shortcuts.

Su Hong's goal of martial arts is to achieve great success, and he is already a top expert in the world. How can he break through?

It’s no different. It’s very reasonable to use the methods of evil and demonic ways to achieve breakthroughs in a certain direction and enhance combat power.

As for how cruel, terrifying, and repulsive the evil methods are, it is not entirely true.

Perhaps the lower-level warriors, some persistent people who are trapped in the view of the essay, attach great importance to this, but most of those who are highly skilled in martial arts will not be trapped in this.

Martial arts are just a tool, and talent is the foundation. This tool does not work much, and that tool is more obvious. Which one is used is not obvious?

"It's okay, Su Tianwang's martial arts are already at its limit in the innate realm. It's a huge difficulty to make further progress. Perhaps only the methods of evil and demonic path can help increase their strength, so you don't have to worry."

Meng Zhao did not argue that he, a peerless genius, dared to boast about the innate limits. He could only say that Si Peng and others lived in the mountains for a long time, separated from the outside world, and had become a frog in the well.

Even he didn't dare to guess the innate secrets, where was the limit? What kind of virtue could Su Hongtu be like this?

However, these are useless without argument, and debate is useless.

“So that’s the case, I hope I’m overthinking it.

However, I am not familiar with King Su Tian and I, but I have a lot of friendship with you, so I talked more.

Until now, I don’t think that practicing martial arts requires such a tedious process and scene.

Even this altar that is like a Taoist arrangement is needed.

King Su, is he really the same as us, and he really has nothing to hide from us?"

"Maybe I'm too careful, but, I'm better to make some things early.

"It's windy here. I saw that the valley below has been long enough, so I took a rest and let the sect do whatever I want."

After saying that, Meng Zhao slowly stood up and used his light skills to go down the cliff.

Instead, Si Peng stayed there, his face was inexplicable and his eyes were complex and deep.
Chapter completed!
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