Fu Qingtong was overjoyed when he heard this, and he nodded repeatedly.
"That's good, that's good. It's better to choose a day than to hit it. I wonder if Mr. Meng's fifth brother is free today?"
Meng Zhao was a little speechless. This was too impatient. It was just a martial arts competition and a spar. It was not a life-or-death matter. When should we go?
However, from Fu Qingtong's performance, he could figure out something. He felt that things might not be as simple as he said, so he refused,
"I'm afraid not. My fifth brother just came to Lingwu City yesterday and met a group of masters. During the fight, he suffered some injuries.
But it’s not serious. After some time of cultivation, it will be back to its original state, but right now, I can’t use force.”
Fu Qingtong was a little disappointed, but he still cheered up and smiled.
"That's fine, as long as we can learn from each other."
Seeing that Meng Zhao was a little confused, Fu Qingtong thought for a moment and said,
"Mr. Meng is probably wondering why the young boy is so obsessed with this matter. In fact, this matter is related to my future martial arts future.
The Weapon Melting Hand I learned from Zhenwu Temple is a superb martial art directed at the master. It is masculine and fierce, but it also has great limitations.
It is necessary to smelt hundreds of fires to cultivate this martial arts to great perfection, and its power is unparalleled.
These hundreds of fires are just an imaginary number, in fact they are some strange fire powers. The most famous ones are the Red Flag Order passed down by Brother Meng’s family, the Mysterious Fire Manual of Fire Dragon Cave, and even the fire powers developed by such peerless miracles as the Nine Fires Guiyuan Manual.
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The reason why I want to compete with the warriors who practice the Red Flag Order is actually because I want to use each other's energy to contact each other during the fight, sharpen, and use fire, so that I can practice the Weapon Melting Hand."
It turns out that this is the case. Meng Zhao finally understood the reason why he was so persistent.
Apart from being curious about the martial art of Melting Hands, I don’t have any other thoughts. At least Fu Qingtong was honest enough to tell me this.
"Brother Meng, isn't he angry?"
"Brother Fu is overly worried. It's not like he leaked the Red Flag Order. He just wanted to compete with each other in martial arts. Who hasn't done this?
As for what rich brother gains from it, that is your own business, so why should I be angry?
Furthermore, my fifth brother is also a fool. He likes to practice martial arts and fight against different strong men.
If he knew that you were willing to come to compete with him, he would be so happy that he would be speechless."
These words completely dispelled Fu Qingtong's worries, and his originally stiff smile became more natural.
"In this case, I will have nothing to worry about."
Meng Zhao nodded, his expression still calm,
"After settling the selfish matter, I don't know who entrusted Brother Fu, and why did he see me?"
Fu Qingtong stopped smiling, his expression became serious, and even his waist became much straighter, saying,
"Actually, I'm also curious. Brother Meng, have you ever known a person named Mu Ge?"
Meng Zhao originally behaved nonchalantly, but when he heard the word pastoral song, it was like an electric shock and his whole body trembled.
His breathing became much faster, his purple eyes shone brightly, and his energy exploded.
"Do you know him?"
Mu Ge is an innate powerhouse under the throne of Qianjiao, the ninth elder of the Demon Lord Palace. Meng Zhao has also met him.
If his prediction was correct, this person should be the person Qianjiao used to contact him and even send him Emperor Yu's armor. However, he didn't know what happened, and there was no news yet.
Fu Qingtong looked at Meng Zhao curiously. No matter how well he performed, he still showed something strange.
"Yes, strictly speaking, Mu Ge and I belong to the same sect, and both are under the Zhenwu Guan sect.
However, I am only a disciple of Xuanxin Guan, while Mu Ge is a disciple of the current master of Zhenwu Guan. Their statuses are very different, but just to put it bluntly, he can be regarded as my senior brother.
Many years ago, when he was ordered to travel around the world, he suddenly disappeared without a trace.
He only occasionally delivers news to the door, proving that he is still alive.
Just yesterday, he contacted me mysteriously and wanted to contact Brother Meng through me as an intermediary."
Meng Zhao was stunned by the information revealed in Fu Qing's fairy tale.
In his impression, Mu Ge was a master under Qian Jiao. He could not be said to have committed a heinous crime, but he was definitely a murderer.
In any case, it has nothing to do with decency and Taoism.
Even if he had found out that the other party studied Taoist martial arts, he just thought that Mu Ge was more lucky and got the fragments of a certain martial arts.
I never thought that this person would be one of the thirteen families, a disciple of Zhenwu Temple, the contemporary Taoist holy land, and also a disciple of the temple’s master.
It is impossible to say that in the future we will have the opportunity to glimpse the throne of the Lord of Zhenwu Temple.
This is like a prince who was born in the third generation of red and went to work as a pawn for the boss of a gang of evil forces. It is completely irrelevant.
However, Meng Zhao then thought that Mu Ge might not be willing to stay under Qian Jiao's command, and he might be under coercion.
Just like he was not considered Ma Zai, the younger brother of the mysterious man Zhao Hun back then?
Time has changed, and a person's identity, status, and even stance are not static.
Of course, these were just flashes in his mind. He didn't care about Mu Ge's situation or his difficulties. The two of them had never crossed paths. The key was, where was Di Yu's armor?
Can the covenant made by Jiao still be fulfilled?
Meng Zhaocheng was deep and thoughtful, and even though he was extremely anxious, he still asked in reply,
"Since Mu Ge has been missing for many years and has never been seen, how can the rich brother confirm that the person contacting you is actually Mu Ge and not someone else pretending to be someone else?"
"Brother Meng can rest assured on this point. I have verified it clearly and confirmed it without a doubt. The master has also confirmed it. If you don't believe me, you should believe the master."
Fuyang Old Taoist is a powerful figure. He is the younger brother of the current master of Zhenwu Temple. He pioneered the Xuanxin Temple in Lingwu City. He has a broad mind and a far-reaching realm, which is the whole town of Youdao.
If he confirms it, he must be very sure, and Meng Zhao still trusts it.
"Why did he ask you to contact me?"
Meng Zhao was looking forward to it. Since he arrived in Lingwu City, he has been waiting for the people sent by Qianjiao to come to complete the transaction.
As a result, he waited day and night, and finally waited in vain, and even he himself had lost confidence.
Now Pastoral has sent someone to contact him in a mysterious manner. Could it be that things have taken a turn for the better?
Fu Qingtong's lips moved, but he did not make a sound directly, but conveyed it to Meng Zhao through sound transmission.
"Muge asked me to tell Brother Meng that things have changed. He and his friends are being targeted. They have no resources and are in a worrying situation. They urgently need what Brother Meng has to get out of the predicament.
As for the exchange, I will deliver it to Brother Meng. I wonder if Brother Meng agrees?"
Meng Zhao was stunned for a moment. He never thought that what Mu Ge conveyed to him was actually this news.
He had suspected before that Qianjiao had not sent anyone over for a long time, so there was something wrong.
Now it seems that his situation is very bad. Is it the pressure from the Demon Lord Palace or the enemies outside the Demon Lord Palace?