He sighed, and when he raised his head again, there was already a cold look in his eyes: "Big brother, I don't know what kind of point your current cultivation has reached." Don't worry, Fourth Brother, I have now been banned and completely liberated, and it won't be long before I can construct a complete 'Great Zhou Tian' in my body! The Third Sister is also in retreat and penance in Yushan, and she will be able to break through to the Dividing Mind Realm in a few days. One day, the enmity between the second brother and Tianyu will definitely be repaid with blood!"

......

"Hou Ye Jin'an!"

"Hou Ye Wanfu!"

"Hou Ye is auspicious!"

Meng Siao walked out of the Protectorate Mansion, so he released the four-winged Flying Tiger with a big grin, and rode this demon beast directly to the Tianwu Pavilion.

Along the way, the people who secretly pointed at him in the past and showed disdain on their faces were all smiling and nodding to him at this time.

In that smile, there is no dogleg and flattery, and there is sincerity and gratitude from the heart.

Now, all the people of Dali know that the first demon beast cavalry army and demon bird cavalry army in the history of Dali that can be comparable to Chijin, those demon beasts and demon bird mounts, are the backers of the "prodigal son", His Royal Highness, with the master Meng Dashan of the Protector Mansion and the two spirit masters of the palace to worship, went deep into the Yanshan Mountain Range, and surrendered back day and night.

Since the celebration of the whole world that lasted for ten days, people's impression of the name of the backer Hou Meng Siao is no longer the "loser", "rice worm", and "Jiangmen dog" in the past.

At this time, Meng Wushao, in the eyes of all Da Li, seemed to be a hero who contributed to Da Li's strength, just like his grandfather and uncle.

Along the way, everyone who saw him greeted him with a smile, and in the end, it was the fifth marquis of Meng who was riding a four-winged flying tiger and planning to pretend to be forced on the street, and he couldn't pretend to be forced anymore, his old face was slightly red for the first time, and he lowered his head and urged the demon beasts under the seat to hurry up to Tianwu Pavilion.

"Damn, young master, I'm really too upright, my face is so thin, how can I go out and mix ...... in the future" finally went to the Tianwu Pavilion with a greeting all the way, and without waiting for the four-winged flying tiger to stop, Meng Siao pressed it with his left hand, put it into the origin ring, and then directly threw a lower grade spirit stone to the big black man who stood at the door all the year round to collect "tickets", and strode into the Tianwu Pavilion.

"I really miss the days when everyone looked at the young master unpleasantly, and now it's like this, there is no one who wants to find a slap in the face, it's really lonely as snow. Meng Wushao put gold on his body in a very shameless manner, and walked towards the backyard of Tianwu Pavilion with his head covered.

The backyard of the Tianwu Pavilion is divided into two parts, one side is the martial arts arena for the guests to exchange ideas, and the other side is a small road where the guests stop, and no one knows where the path leads.

Meng Siao is now buried in this path, others can't guess where this road leads, but his heart is bright.

At the end of the path where the guests stopped, it must be the house where the master of the Tianwu Pavilion lived.

"Excuse me, guest, but you can't go any further. A cold voice suddenly sounded from the front not far away.

Meng Wushao was happy when he heard it.

He was at a loss now, and when he heard such a warning that meant extremely harshly, it was even more comfortable than eating a bucket of chilled duck pears on dog days.

"Young master, what am I—" He looked up, about to provoke.

"Fifth Marquis Meng. However, a somewhat familiar voice followed suit, interrupting the second half of his mouth before he could utter.

"This Fifth Marquis Meng is the distinguished guest of the Pavilion Master, in this Tianwu Pavilion, he can go wherever he wants, you don't have to do much. Xia Fei's figure appeared in Meng Siao's sight in the next moment.

This guest Qing who was the only one in the Tianwu Pavilion who possessed the cultivation of the Yudan Realm waved his hand casually, and sent away the subordinate who was originally going to come up to stop Meng Siao, then turned his head and said to him with a smile: "You came so fast, the pavilion master ordered to come down, and you have already arrived." ”

"Are you?" asked Meng Siao knowingly.

Xia Fei smiled, glanced at him meaningfully, and said, "I am the Keqing of the Jiedan Realm in the Heavenly Martial Pavilion, you can call me Xia Fei." Last time, we saw it. ”

As he spoke, without waiting for Meng Siao to respond, he had already made a gesture of "please": "Come on, I'll take you to see the pavilion master." ”

At the end of the trail is a village, and just by looking at it, you know that this village is absolutely not real. Although the area of Tianwu Pavilion is very wide, it is definitely not so wide that it can allow the pavilion master to build a village in it.

"It's just a small formation. Xia Fei smiled faintly and took the lead in walking towards the village.

"It's not a small formation......" Meng Siao muttered in his heart, but he didn't say anything, and raised his heels.

Even if he didn't master the "Ming Spirit Technique", his "Great Martial Zun System" could see through nine out of nine formations, at least, so far, there was no formation that the "Great Martial Zun System" could not identify.

This looks like a "phantom array" village, but in fact it is an extremely clever "space formation".

This kind of "space formation" was seen once in the Yanshan Mountains that day. However, at that time, it was arranged by Zhuo Bufan, a great power, and it was seamless, so that people could not feel the slightest trace of the formation.

And now, even if he doesn't use the incomprehensible identification ability of the "Great Martial Venerable System", he can sense the power of the five elements in this village, which is very incongruous.

Obviously, although the Pavilion Master of Tianwu Pavilion is also a "Formation Artist", in terms of formation attainments, compared to Zhuo Bufan, it is very different.

The two crossed a stone arch bridge, and on the other side of the gurgling stream, a thatched hut surrounded by a bamboo fence wall appeared.

"This style ......," Meng Siao smiled and shook his head, "I really enjoy it." ”

Xia Fei turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "Hidden in the city, such an environment is the most suitable for cultivating the heart, isn't it." Okay, the pavilion master is inside, and I won't accompany you in. ”

He pushed open the rudimentary fence door, nodded to Meng Siao, and his figure gradually dissipated into the air.

Meng Siao didn't care, and took a step, and the person had already appeared in front of the thatched house.

"En?" The two wooden doors that seemed to be about to collapse at the touch of a touch slowly opened, and the Tianwu Pavilion Lord was looking him up and down with some surprise, "Brother, your set of exercises is very wonderful! It's not easy to pass it on. ”

"Isn't this kind of exercise rare in your academy?" Meng Siao asked casually as he walked inside.

The Tianwu Pavilion Lord thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I don't know, there should be, but with my authority, I probably don't have the qualifications to watch." The 'Five Elements Body' may be an extremely rare physique for you, but it is nothing in the Heavenly Domain and the Divine Domain. I have also seen some strange physiques such as the 'Yin Yang Demon Pupil Body', the 'Wanhua Immortal Body', and the 'Six Paths Reincarnation Body', which are even rarer than the 'Five Elements Body'. However, those who have this kind of physique, in the academy, are also like the wind and rain, which is completely different from the waste wood like me. ”