In the study, Meng Kaijiang was writing something, heard footsteps, looked up, and saw that it was his grandson who came in, so he put the pen aside, pointed to the chair next to him, and said, "Sit down." ”

"Yes. Meng Siao sat obediently, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, looking like a good citizen.

The old man looked at him like this, and snorted a little angrily: "I heard that you went to the Great Chu Mission to make a big fuss?"

"Ah, is there such a thing?" Meng Siao looked pure.

"You've told me everything, and you still deny it!" the old man glared at him.

Meng Wushao suddenly sighed: "Fu Bo, what about the good festival you said? You are old and can't keep it, sad, too sad!"

"Don't give me those who don't have it, even if Meng Fu doesn't say it, don't I know?" The old man was a little amused, grabbed a note on the bookcase, threw it over, and said, "This is the news from the Wuwei elite camp stationed in Yanshan. The Red Gold Mission has arrived, and there are people from the 'Heavenly Spirit Clan' in the mission. ”

"Ah?' 'Heavenly Spirit Clan', what kind of thing is that??," Meng Siao can't be blamed for his shallow knowledge, it's really because the previous owner of this body is too uneducated and unskilled, and he hasn't even heard of the famous "Heavenly Spirit Clan" of the Chijin Dynasty.

The old man immediately gave him a "chestnut", and said hatefully: "I don't even know the 'Heavenly Spirit Clan'!

"Grandpa, calm, calm, the generations are messed up. Meng Wushao hurriedly doglegs.

The old man snorted and said, "You kid, you have to read more books in the future! Don't think that if you have a strong master, you will look down on the whole world! If you are like this, you will be unlucky sooner or later!"

"Yes, yes, grandpa, what you have learned is that your grandson will be well-read in the future, so that he can know for 500 years and count for 500 years. Meng Wushao continued to dogleg.

The old man didn't bother to bother with him, and said at the moment: "The news from your grandfather Chu said that the person from the 'Heavenly Spirit Clan' is very amazing, and there is actually a high-grade fire lin beast pulling a cart for him, thinking that his status in the 'Heavenly Spirit Clan' is not low." ”

"Pull the cart of the mid-grade demon beast...... Hmm, that must be very stylish, very pretending to be ......" Meng Wushao said, as if he was a little longing for that kind of scene, and an arrogant smile appeared on his face involuntarily, and the corners of his mouth almost drooled.

Meng Kaijiang saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but reward him with another "chestnut" and said: "What are you thinking about in your head! Are you so easy to tame a demon beast in the middle of the rank? Not to mention the middle grade, even if it is below the human level, those eighth-grade and ninth-grade demon beasts are all unruly and untamed! Even if they are caught, without a spirit master, they can't be tamed!"

After a pause, the old man continued: "Seven Masters of Monks, each type must be a Heavenly Vertical Wizard to get started! And this 'Heavenly Spirit Clan' is even the most talented Existence in the Chijin Dynasty, and even in the entire Central Continent! The clansmen of the 'Heavenly Spirit Clan', almost every one of them was born and has the talent to become a spirit master! We have had a tense relationship between the Dali Dynasty and the Chijin Dynasty for five generations, do you really want to be His Majesty the Holy Ming Emperor and not want to make a move against Chijin? I know that your grandfather and I fought in the south and north back then, and even the Dade Dynasty was eaten by me a large piece of territory, but why didn't I take the opportunity to attack the Chijin Dynasty? Because the Chijin Dynasty has the 'Heavenly Spirit Clan', and the 'Heavenly Spirit Clan' has the most powerful Spirit Master in the world!"

Meng Wushao listened to this, and suddenly pouted: "Grandpa, will you think too highly of this group of half-orcs, uh, it's the 'Heavenly Spirit Clan'." Are they really half-orcs?"

"They are all human monks, but they are born with the ability to communicate with demon beasts. This kind of talent, coupled with the cultivation of the acquired spirit master, it can be said that the clansmen of the 'Heavenly Spirit Clan' are the most suitable beings to become spirit masters on this continent, and even in the world!" The old man said, and couldn't help but shake his head, "Of course, it should also be the most powerful spirit master! And the Chijin Dynasty is also the only country on the Zhongzhou continent that has a demon beast army!"

Looking at the yearning on the old man's face, Meng Siao was a little unimpressed.

It seems that it is not difficult to form a demon beast army, right......

He possessed the "Great Martial Venerable System", and among the seven innate skills of the monks, the highest level he had learned so far was the Imperial Spirit Technique! On that day, outside the Protector Mansion, he tried his knife and scared the Northern Frontier Fierce Horse, which was comparable to the Five-Rank Demon Beast, and fell to the ground, trembling.

In Meng Wushao's opinion, it is not difficult to tame demon beasts at all, as long as his cultivation is improved fast enough, and he can save a large number of Great Martial Venerable points at hand, even if he forms a divine beast corps composed entirely of divine beasts, it is not an impossible thing. Of course, even if the Spirit Command really raised him to the god level, he had to have a divine beast to tame him.

The old man saw what kind of eye he had for people, and when he saw Meng Siao's appearance, he knew that this little rabbit cub didn't take what he just said to heart at all.

He sighed, he originally called Meng Siao over, and he still had something to explain to him, but he was also a little excited at this time. The Chijin Dynasty didn't even have the shame to send out the people of the "Heavenly Spirit Clan", obviously because they were determined to be the leader of the Yanshan Spring Hunt this time. With the people of the "Heavenly Spirit Clan" mixed in, the entire Yanshan Mountain Range, although it cannot be said that it has become their back garden, but others want to win in this regard, but I am afraid that it is impossible at all!

The old man had seen the demon beast regiment led by the "Heavenly Spirit Clan" of the Chijin Dynasty with his own eyes, and this kind of scene, thinking about it to this day, still made him feel his blood boiling.

As a soldier, even if he has long retired from the army, the blood in Meng Kaijiang's bones is definitely not something that time can erase. How much he hoped that the Dali Dynasty could also have such a fierce corps, under his own command, crisscrossing the battlefield, expanding the territory of the Dali Dynasty, and establishing an immortal feat.

But it's a pity that so far, on this continent, only the people of the "Heavenly Spirit Clan" have successfully formed such a powerful corps, and it is precisely by relying on this demon beast corps that the Chijin Dynasty can stand for hundreds of years and become a powerful empire like Da Li, Da Chu, and Da De.

"You remember, the soul master of the 'Heavenly Spirit Clan' is definitely not comparable to ordinary spirit masters. "Countless past events, countless youthful blood and memories, a thousand words, in the end can only turn into a long sigh.

The old man patted Meng Wushao's shoulder, left this sentence, and then left the study with a somewhat declining back.

"Is it an extraordinary spirit master?' The 'Heavenly Spirit Clan' can be even more domineering than the young master's 'Great Martial Venerable System'......" Meng Siao muttered, stood up, walked over and picked up the note that the old man had placed on the desk and looked at it.

The above content is a reply to Chu Jingtian, the marshal of the Wuwei Elite Battalion, to the effect that he asked this old subordinate in the past to take care of his two grandchildren and not let them have any accidents.

The old man was born in the army, and he obviously doesn't know how to write letters, and he uses the vernacular at a glance. Meng Siao saw it in his eyes and was moved in his heart, although he was an outsider, but these days of getting along, he had already developed a sense of belonging to the Protector Mansion, to his cheap old man and cheap second brother.

"Grandpa, don't worry, my grandson said that even if my eldest brother is gone, my Meng family's tiger power will definitely deter the heroes!" Meng Siao's lips moved, and he whispered to the note in his hand, then put down the note and turned to leave.

Outside the study, the sun is setting, and when this round of scorching sun rises from the horizon again, it is the moment when Yanshan's spring hunting begins!