The next morning, the sun rose high, and the people of Yuanguang City began a new day of busyness. In a small mansion in Yuanguang City, a young man slowly opened his heavy eyes, looked at the roof thoughtfully, recalling the showdown last night.

Last night, Hong Meng won, but it was not easy to win. Reality consumed the vitality in his body, and he used the sealed cold air to force his actions. It was precisely because of these two sides that Hong Meng could no longer hold on, so he fell to the ground and fainted.

Later, he didn't know how to return here. The pain on his body had to make Hong Meng grit his teeth and persevere before he could sit up. At this moment, his whole body was cold and the cold air eroded his body. If he let the cold air erode, he might be unable to save his life. Thinking of this, Hong Meng began to meditate, restraining the cold air and re-excluding it to the lower dantian. Only there did Hong Meng feel relatively safe.

Soon after, Hong Meng had entered the ethereal realm, used his spiritual consciousness to explore, find every trace of cold air hidden in the **, and forcibly dragged it to the lower dantian. Then, every time a trace of cold air accumulates, they are put together to form a new cold air mass.

Slowly, the scattered cold air in the dantian became orderly under Hong Meng's patient adjustment. Although it was not as perfect as before, it was better than the scattered and impermanent ones.

In this battle, the cold air was consumed not much, less than one-tenth of it, and it was not the same as the death energy consumption during the duel with the Shura Python. At that time, life was the most important. At this time, as long as Hong Wuming defeated, the goal had been achieved. However, the serious thing was not the consumption of the cold death energy, but Hong Meng had no idea how to practice the cold death energy and how to obtain it through the martial arts.

When the cold death qi appears, fatal defects have already appeared. Although the cold death qi is extremely domineering, it will only decrease, not increase, which will increase greatly.

About half an hour later, most of the cold air on Hong Meng's body had been recovered, and the remaining ones were difficult to cause harm, so it was not scary. Take a deep breath and then slowly exhaled it. Hong Meng felt that the situation had improved a lot and was in a good mood.

However, Abao, who was injured, didn't know how his injuries were. Besides, he didn't have time to find a genius at that time, so Hong Meng needed to take a look. Thinking of this, Hong Meng reluctantly stood up, covered his chest with his left hand, and slowly walked towards the door.

At this time, three consecutive knocks sounded. It was obvious that someone was waiting outside for a long time until Hong Meng got out of bed and walked before knocking on the door.

When he opened the door, Hong Meng saw the familiar face appearing in front of him, and was slightly stunned and said, "Uncle Tong, why are you here?"

Uncle Tong stood outside the door, first checked Hong Meng with a serious expression, then relaxed the muscles on his face, and said with concern: "Have your injury healed? Looking at your pale face, I'm afraid it won't be cured if it's ten days or half a month."

"Thank you for your concern. You know what happened last night?" Uncle Tong said, which made Hong Meng feel strange. Could it be that Uncle Tong already knew about the duel between him and Hong Ming?

"Haha, you're so disturbing, how could I not know? Last night, I heard someone fighting and rushed over. You just happened to fall to the ground and couldn't get up, so I sent you here." Seeing Hong Meng's face full of questions, Uncle Tong explained, and his words revealed a little surprise, as if Hong Meng's performance was too surprising.

"I'm really troubled Uncle Tong." Hong Meng hurriedly thanked, but he didn't expect that Uncle Tong helped him at the critical moment, "I want to go and see Abao and the others."

"The two people you brought here? I have arranged them and the doctor has already invited them." Uncle Tong said slowly, as if he was very confident that he had finished what Hong Meng wanted to do.

"Uncle Tong is really thoughtful. Hong Meng will repay this kindness in the future." Hong Meng was very moved at this time and thanked Uncle Tong for his help. At the same time, he increased his favor to this family because of Uncle Tong...

"It's nothing. Let's go and see Abao and the others first. Let's talk in detail when you come back." Uncle Tong stopped delaying any more, so he instructed a servant to support Hong Meng and go to Abao and the others' residence.

Soon, a few people came to Abao's room and comforted Abao and the others for several times. First, to stabilize Abao's mood so that he could recover with peace of mind; second, although the reputation of the Hong family did not hinder the two, it would be bad if it spread. This was just Uncle Tong's idea. Hong Meng felt very guilty about Abao and brought them to the mansion. It would be fine if he didn't enjoy the wealth, but he broke his arm. He was so sorry to Abao and the other two.

"I'm fine, don't worry, I'm strong and can withstand it!" As Abao said, he wanted to reach out and pat his chest, but before his hand could lift it, the severe pain suddenly came. It made him grin and sigh.

"Haha, don't worry about recuperating, stay here with confidence, leave whenever you want. If you want, just say it and you will be allowed to stay immediately." Uncle Tong apologized in his words, he advised him very much, and at the same time put forward excellent conditions for Abao and the others.

"Okay." Uncle Tong's words made the two extremely excited, and they praised each other repeatedly. Although it is not easy to get along in the big family, the future is unlimited. As long as you work hard, you will definitely have a good life.

"The benefactor's injury is not in the way?" After being excited, Abao suddenly realized that Hong Meng had been injured, and the showdown last night would definitely cause the old injury to recur. In that case, it was not what they were willing to see.

"That's okay. Do you think I'm fine?" Hong Meng stood up straight, raised his head and chest, with a resolute expression, unlike a serious injury. However, his pale face betrayed him, which made Abao and the others very anxious, and regretted not living here, causing huge trouble for their benefactor.

After arranging the matter between Abao and the others, Uncle Tong and the others returned to Hong Meng's room and started to talk freely.

Hong Meng always has an inexplicable favor for this Uncle Tong with a purple-copper skin. No matter what he does, Uncle Tong can criticize himself severely at most. He rarely is as cold as the elder, silent as the second elder, and ignores the patriarch as the patriarch.

"I carefully checked your injury, but fortunately my chest was only trauma, and I would not be seriously injured after a few days of cultivation. But I was not easy to deal with the lower dantian. The chaos aura was extremely domineering, and I didn't dare to provoke it. There were two kinds of true qi, and I didn't know much, let alone how it came about." Uncle Tong frowned and his face was solemn, summed up.

"Oh" Hong Meng understood his own situation, so there was no need to say more.

"Tell me what happened to you? Where did you go? Break the ** and reach the third level, so quickly, you are a monster!" Uncle Tong, who was observing, suddenly found a faint aura in Hong Meng's body, which was quite obscure and almost exhausted.

"This-" Hong Meng told the story about Xiaoyou Mountain, and then sighed: "I almost lost my life-threatening-"

"Abnormal-" Listening to Hong Meng's story, Uncle Tong couldn't help but widen his eyes, looked at Hong Meng in surprise, and then said in a summary tone.

Hong Meng was speechless. When he recalled the situation at that time, he immediately felt three layers of goose bumps all over his body, and he felt that he was still afraid.

"I didn't expect that there was such a monster in Xiaoyou Mountain. Such a disaster in the world will cause this clan to be punished!" Uncle Tong was surprised. One, Xiaoyou Mountain is ordinary and uncommon. How could he have thought that such a race was hidden? The other, they disrupted the world, which violated the taboo of the demon clans.

Uncle Tong's tough tone made Hong Meng pay special attention, and he guessed: "Uncle Tong, although Shura Python has done too much, it will not be destroyed by the entire clan?"

"What do you know! The demon clan must not disturb the world, otherwise the demon clans will kill them together. It's better that you don't know these things." Uncle Tong seemed to know something, but he refused to explain...

"This - we are not an outsider, so it's okay to talk about it." Uncle Tong's eagerness to speak completely aroused Hong Meng's curiosity, and he had the intention to break the casserole and ask the whole thing.

"You are now low in strength, and it's not good to know too much. Seeing you are so anxious, I also revealed a little bit. The demon clan dominated the world and wanted to destroy the human clan. Later, a strong man appeared in the human clan and defeated the demon clan. From then on, the two clans set up an alliance to not violate each other or interfere with each other. If there is any disobedience, the demons will work together to kill him."

Uncle Tong's tone was full of vicissitudes of life. He felt like he had experienced that war. He knew the situation at that time quite well, but was particularly obsessed with it.

"Is the strongest man? Is there a name left now?" Hong Meng asked impatiently. Everyone yearns for the strongest man's situation, and knowing more is one step closer.

"It seems that it is called Huangdi, but now only the name is left. All the great achievements have disappeared." Uncle Tong sighed.

"The smoke disappeared? What's going on?"

"He once unified the mainland, was once the supreme of the mainland, and once established the largest country on the mainland. Unfortunately, he didn't know how it disappeared later. It should be a dusty history." Uncle Tong only understood a little, and what was left was just people's speculation.

"Supreme, the strongest, how domineering that is!" Hong Meng sighed, his eyes flashing with bright light, and he was extremely yearning for that situation.

"Stop dreaming. Can you do it in unification of the continent?" Uncle Tong said with a blank look on Hong Meng.

Hong Meng smiled embarrassedly and said, "Hehe, let's talk about what's going on in the future. The most important thing at the moment is to improve your strength."

"Well. It's not like a fantasy guy, with ambition! Young people should do this." Uncle Tong's tone changed, and his tone that he had taught a lesson immediately turned into praise.

"Hehe, Uncle Tong is so optimistic about me, I will definitely not disappoint Uncle Tong."

"Well. You said there is a sacred tree there? How could that be?" Uncle Tong just caught a few keywords when Hong Meng said something. Then he asked questions without fail.

"Well, I don't know. The python king said that the ancestors had left the word "wood". I don't know anything else." After thinking about it, Hong Meng told the truth, not wanting to hide anything from Uncle Tong.

"The word "Mu" is really special. It seems that chaos is about to begin, and it is hard to say that the world is in chaos." Uncle Tong thought and speculated, "Your broken ** actually has other mystery, which may involve force, but we can't see it, so we put it on the first floor."

"Oh? There is another mystery. Thank you for Uncle Tong for his love." Hong Meng smiled. Uncle Tong was willing to tell him such a secret matter, and he must have great expectations.

"Haha, you're just a test piece, I want to see if anyone has realized it. Thank you-"
Chapter completed!