I inherited a family fortune of 5000 years

Chapter 1214 The more powerful your enemy, the better
"It's a sky-shattering realm?" Zhang Meng glanced at the old beggar's aura, not to say that the sky-shattering realm is weak, in this Haotian continent, warriors of the sky-shattering realm can basically serve in some organizations with very average grades. elder-level position.

But it's a bit unbelievable that a warrior who breaks the sky can escape his perception and appear beside him.

[Dean, this person is unusual, don't underestimate him. ] Goudan reminded.

"Why, this person suppressed his strength?" Zhang Mengyu asked.

[That's not true, he is indeed just a sky-shattering martial artist, and his realm is very unstable, with a tendency to continue to decline. It is estimated that in one or two years, he will not even have the strength of the sky-shattering realm. 】

"That's really unusual!"

[But Dean, this person's soul realm has reached the level of a high-level living body, and his life level is also a high-level living body! 】

"What did you say? He is a high-level life form? Then why..." Zhang Mengyu had never heard of a high-level life form that broke the sky.

[Dean, when any creature becomes a high-level life form, something called fate will condense in its body. It is the core of life and strength of the whole person. Once it is broken, the life level may not be lowered, but the realm And life expectancy will be greatly affected, and there may even be direct death. 】

"You mean, his fate was shattered?"

[Nine times out of ten, and there should be a small fragment of fate on his body, otherwise he would have died long ago, probably an unlucky person who was exiled to this Haotian Continent from some higher world. 】

"Hey, he is also a poor man." Zhang Menglong took the initiative to take half of his durian, "Give it to you!"

"Hey, thank you little brother!" The old beggar took the half durian, took it to his nose and smelled it, and almost let it out, but when he tasted carefully, there was still a faint smell in the smell. Fruity fragrance.

He stretched out his dirty hands and dug a large piece into his mouth.

"It's delicious! It's so delicious! I've never eaten such a delicious poop!" When the old beggar was so majestic, what kind of delicacies did he not eat?But it was the first time in his life that he had tasted such a fragrant and stinky thing.

"Brother, this thing is not shit, it's called durian!" Zhang Mengyu really didn't want to be misunderstood that he was eating shit, so he quickly explained to the old beggar.

"Oh, hahahaha, I'm sorry, I'm wondering why someone has such a strong taste that they don't even let shit go." The old beggar continued to taste the durian while laughing.

"Is there any more? Can I have another one?"

……

The two ate for a full afternoon, and the surroundings were already full of durian skins. They lay sprawled on the ground, belching beautifully.

"Cool!" The two said in unison.

"Boy, what's your name?"

"Zhang Menglong, known as Jiangnan Wu Yanzu, what's my brother's name?" Zhang Menglong asked.

"You can call me an old beggar. Everyone calls me that. My name is just a code name."

"This is for you!" The old beggar suddenly threw a dirty ring to Zhang Menglong. of damage.

"Why?" Zhang Meng was taken aback for a moment.

"I can't eat your things for free. The old beggar has nothing else of value, and this is all that's left. If you like it, I'll give you a fortune!"

"Fate?" Zhang Menglong glanced at this ring. Here are two very old scrolls, which respectively record a skill and a martial art. The grade should have reached above the barren level. The old beggar was originally something from that world.

This thing is definitely a treasure for the people of Haotian Continent. Once it is known that there is such a thing, even the entire Haotian Continent will erupt a bloody storm. Such things are not uncommon.

"I have no use for this thing!" Zhang Menglong returned the thing to the old beggar directly, "You should keep it for yourself!"

A look of shock flashed across the old beggar's face.

The reason why his fate was shattered back then and he was exiled to this middle-level world was because of a skill and a martial art in this ring. He promised that even in an ordinary high-level world, few people could refuse such an offer. Things, let alone this lowly small world.

But Zhang Menglong threw it to himself after just a glance, which made the arrogance in his heart a little hard to suppress.

"Young man, do you know what this is?"

"I know, it's just martial arts and martial arts in the higher world."

"That's all?" The old beggar was stunned for a moment. "You are young, but your tone is not small at all. The exercises in the higher world are useless to you?"

Zhang Mengyu did not explain, and directly used the "Wuji Sutra" on his body. This is the strongest exercise from the world of ancient god emperors. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed, and it was only a small circle. The rules are a bit unbearable.

"You..." The old beggar's eyes were even more surprised. As a high-level living body, he can naturally feel how terrifying this technique is. In the high-level world, he has not heard of such a powerful technique. Having said that, this is even beyond the power of their world!

"How about this, I'll give you a few fruits of life, I don't believe you can get them!"

"Are you talking about this?" Zhang Mengyu took out a life fruit, "This stuff is bitter and astringent, what's so delicious, it's even worse than shit! Oh, I've never eaten shit!"

"This..." The old man's lips kept trembling. Not only did Zhang Menglong get such a terrifying skill, but he could even get the fruit of life, which made him unable to see through it.

"I don't believe it anymore!" He groped around for a long time, and he gritted his teeth and took out a small golden sword. This is his natal magic weapon, and any prehistoric magic weapon is weak in his eyes.

And when he turned to Zhang Menglong with a proud face, he suddenly discovered that the thing Zhang Menglong used to pick his teeth was actually a barren-level magic weapon!
At this moment, he was completely numb.

"Old beggar, what happened to your fate, was it broken?" Zhang Mengyu spoke out in shock, and the old beggar froze in place. He actually saw the problem in his body!

"Don't be so surprised, it's fate that you and I can eat durian together here today, or else I'll give you a fortune, maybe I can help you find the fragments of your life, and help you restore your original realm and strength Woolen cloth!"

"I have milk tea, do you have a story?" Zhang Menglong handed over a cup of milk tea.

"Hey, this is already a long time ago!" The old man sighed, "I was conspired by a traitor to be in this situation!"

The old beggar was about to start telling his own story, but was interrupted by Zhang Menglong.

"Drop the sack of beans!" Zhang Mengyu raised his hand, "Let me interject, is your enemy powerful? If not, then you don't need to say anything, just pretend I didn't ask!"

Although the old beggar was very surprised about Zhang Mengyu's question, he still shook his head dismally, "It's not just amazing, even if I regain my strength and state, it will be as difficult as heaven to get revenge!"

A perverted excitement suddenly appeared on Zhang Menglong's face, "It's good to be strong, and I'm pretending to be forceful again!"

(End of this chapter)