Chapter 206: Cold on the outside, warm on the inside

Chapter 206: Cold-faced and hot-hearted

Ming He felt a little sad when he saw what happened in Zhenbei Palace.

"Master, the Xia Kingdom you established here has been destroyed."

Ye Fan looked indifferent, as if he had expected it.

"It doesn't matter. If a dynasty that was founded casually is destroyed, it will be destroyed. As long as the descendants are still there."

"Then Master, what are you going to do now?"

"It's very simple. Cultivate my descendants."

Hearing this, Ming He said, "I understand, Master, you don't bother to interfere in such trivial matters, but you don't want to see your descendants being humiliated."

"So you plan to cultivate your own descendants and then take revenge?"

"Master, you are still the same as before, with a cold face and a warm heart."

Ye Fan, ""

My child, just be happy.

Dantian cannot store spiritual energy. That magical power should be very suitable for future generations like me.

The next day, early morning.

Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, young master Meng Tang's bedroom.

On the couch, Meng Tang sat cross-legged and kept this posture all night.

In front of him, there was a book of exercises called the Great Sun Emperor's Exercises.

It is a technique passed down from the ancestors of the Tang family. Although the Emperor of the Sun technique records all the magical powers of cultivation.

Very little is forged into the body.

But even so, it is far superior to many techniques in the outside world.

"It still doesn't work? My Dantian is like a funnel. No matter how much spiritual energy I accumulate, I can't store it."

Meng Tang opened his eyes, picked up the Great Sun Emperor Kung Fu and muttered to himself sadly.

At this time, the servant's voice came from outside the bedroom.

"Young Master, the external martial arts master you are looking for has been found."

"Is the external martial arts master here? Okay, I'll come right away!"

After hearing what the servant said, Meng Tang stood up happily, then opened the door and walked out.

At this time, five martial arts masters of different shapes were standing in the courtyard.

Their arms may be slender and flexible, their muscles may be as strong as rocks, or their heads may be as big as a bucket.

There is no doubt that these are all master-level figures who have practiced external skills to the extreme.

Even the powerful monks looked a bit bleak in front of them.

However, when Meng Tang looked at the last handsome young man in white, he was a little stunned.

These external martial arts masters in front of you look imposing and fierce at first glance.

But this person was the only one who really had a calm expression on his face, giving people a feeling of being at ease.

"Your Highness, these guys are good at Eagle Claw Kung Fu, Iron Clothes Shirt, Iron Head Kung Fu, etc. I wonder which one your Highness should choose to be your master?"

The servant asked Meng Tang.

Meng Tang nodded slightly, but said to the martial arts masters in the courtyard, "You two will compete, and the strongest one will become my master."

A duel?

Hearing His Highness's words, several martial artists in the courtyard looked at each other.

They are all masters of foreign martial arts who specialize in a certain way, and they have all achieved great success.

Naturally, he doesn't look down on other methods.

People who practice martial arts originally have a mentality of not admitting defeat.

At this moment, when they heard His Highness say that they wanted to compete with each other to see who was higher and who was lower, their fighting spirit began to boil.

But when these people accidentally glanced at the last young man in white.

Their restless hearts immediately calmed down.

There seemed to be some fear in taking the initiative.

They all practice external arts and know the physical body very well.

This young man in white looks calm and calm, but the opponent's body is much stronger than them.

I'm afraid that with just one finger, they can crush their bodies after years of practice.

In the yard, time passed by minute by second.

Just now His Highness Meng Tang had something to say.

Let these martial artists compete with each other, but time passed in the blink of an eye and half a stick of incense passed.

In the courtyard, there is still no martial artist who dares to make a mistake.

Seeing this scene, Meng Tang felt a little strange and didn't know what they were doing.

Not only did Meng Tang find it strange, but the servant who invited them also felt drumbeats in his heart at this moment.

They were fine when we invited them here just now.

Now that His Highness is asking them to show their hands, are you afraid?

"Your Highness," seeing that no one dared to take action, the servant looked confused.

"The masters must be afraid of bumping into His Highness, so they dare not take action."

Although he said this, the servant cursed these so-called martial arts masters in his heart.

Those who are riding horses have no ability to pretend to be anything. Just now they were dragging each of them for 2,500,000 to 80,000 yuan.

Now when it's time to meet Zhen Zhang, everyone is so scared that they dare not even breathe?

But the last man in white looked very calm.

But he didn't remember that he had invited him. Where did this handsome man in white come from?

The servant looked a little dazed.

"I choose him, and the others can go."

While he was in a daze, Meng Tang nodded and stood at the front, casually speaking to the young man in white.

"Why did Your Highness choose him?" The servant was extremely confused.

In his opinion, this young man in white clothes didn't look like a martial arts master.

At least in front of these so-called martial arts masters, he is the most inconspicuous one.

"It's simple, because he stands at the front and no one dares to get close."

Meng Tang's voice was clear and he swore firmly.

"Yes, thoughtful."

A calm voice came, and the young man in white approached slowly.

Seeing that His Highness had made his choice, the servant left with a few martial arts masters.

Seeing these so-called martial arts masters fleeing as if they were running away, Meng Tang's eyes were bright. He had indeed made the right choice.

This young man in white is the strongest among these people.

"I won't teach you any eagle catching skills, Iron Shirt."

After the servants took the people away, the young man in white continued to speak.

"Then what do you want to teach me?" Meng Tang asked curiously.

"Take exercise, body."

"Disciple is on top. I will pay you my respects!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Tang immediately knelt down and became his disciple.

"Yes, this descendant is the best choice in terms of character and vision."

Ye Fan murmured in his heart, although this descendant cannot practice.

But for Ye Fan, this matter is a p.

As long as man is a material that can be made, he can turn decay into magic.

High in the sky.

Ming He shook his head helplessly, "Hey, my master is really good, but he went to teach his descendants how to practice, and he pretended to be a master."

"Forget it, don't worry about me, I'd better quickly refine the sword intention and the twelfth-grade Karma Fire Golden Lotus."

Styx immediately started practicing cross-legged and ignored him.

Far away.

Mobei area, endless sea.

It turns out that the Mobei area is a vast desert.

But in just a few months, what was once a desert has turned into a sea.

Other people's seas have turned into mulberry fields, and here have been deserts and seas.

The Dragon King of the Four Seas finally accepted Ye Fan's order to transform this desert, and now it has achieved initial results.

Except for the deepest desert, it has not yet evolved into an ocean.

At this moment, more than 80% of the area in Mobei has turned into an ocean.