Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

3I am Immortal Master Meng. These six words reverberated in Zhang Tao's mind like a bell, deafening him.    2

    

Zhang Tao was a typical Bookworm. Other than being interested in antiques, calligraphy, and poetry, he knew nothing about other things. He was afraid that he could not even tell who the four tycoons of Jiangzhou City were.    

    

However, Zhang Tao had heard of Jiangbei Immortal Master Meng countless times. The customers who went to the Zhang's Antique shop often talked about this person with Father Zhang . They would say that he was a legend in the stone gambling world, and that there were eight consecutive stone gambling. One saber for one billion, and more importantly, he was the most ambitious and powerful man in the Jiangbei. Even the richest man in Jiang Prefecture, Wan Zhibin, was submissive to him.    

    

Regarding the rumors about Immortal Master Meng, Zhang Tao felt like his ears were going to get calluses, but he never thought that this mysterious Immortal Master Meng would be his good brother!    

    

Even though Meng Ran had admitted it himself, Zhang Tao felt as if he had heard a fairy tale. His brain went numb.    

    

"You... How can you be Immortal Master Meng... I... ..”    

    

Meng Ran smiled and made a cup of tea for Zhang Tao. He slowly told Zhang Tao about every experience he had after his rebirth. He only hid the secret of his rebirth.    

    

The matter of his rebirth was Meng Ran's biggest secret. Even Meng Ran had yet to figure out why he was reborn. Before his cultivation level could sweep across the earth, Meng Ran would never reveal this secret.    

    

Once it was grasped by the dark hand, it would undoubtedly be a disaster.    

    

Meng Ran told Zhang Tao for more than two hours, starting from the treatment of Mu An. It was all the way until the battle with Giant Of Luo Sect. Meng Ran didn't hide anything from this good brother of his.    

    

"Is there really a magic technique in this world?"    

    

Zhang Tao knew that Meng Ran wouldn't lie to him, but what Meng Ran said was like a myth to Zhang Tao. It was too shocking.    

    

To this, Meng Ran only snapped his fingers. The bright yellow liquid in the teacup, along with a cracking sound of ice, turned into a ball of ice in the blink of an eye.    

    

"Crack!"    

    

Zhang Tao was so scared that his hand trembled. The teacup in his palm fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.    

    

Although Zhang Tao had seen many Xianxia Magic dramas and the characters on TV knew magic technique Magic, when the magic technique really happened in front of him, he would feel how shocked it was.    

    

Zhang Tao kept swallowing his saliva, not daring to believe the scene in front of him.    

    

"It's not just me who knows magic technique. There are also many Spell Cultivator in Splendid Nation. Those priests in Dragon Tiger Mountains all have magic strength on them."    

    

Speaking of this, Meng Ran said to Zhang Tao seriously, "Zhang, science on Earth is just the beginning. How can we use this so-called science to explain the Milky Way Star Universe that has existed for countless years?"    

    

"What science cannot explain may not prove that it does not exist. Whether it is the Martial Dao or the magic technique, the upper echelons of Splendid Nation have already known about it. They are only afraid of causing panic, so they have never made it public."    

    

With a snap of his fingers, the frozen tea was thawed in an instant. A fiery light appeared in Meng Ran's palm. The tea in the cup started emitting hot steam, like freshly cut hot tea.    

    

Meng Ran, who was leisurely drinking tea, quietly waited for Zhang Tao to digest these so-called fantasy stories.    

    

"Yiya!"    

    

The Dragonhorse's dissatisfied voice sounded. The little guy had slept for a day and was obviously hungry.    

    

Meng Ran knocked on the Dragonhorse's small head. After which, his finger gently brushed across the sky blue storage ring on his hand. A piece of dragon meat the size of a washbasin fell from the sky and fell onto the ground with a 'click' sound.    

    

Under Zhang Tao's dumbstruck gaze, the little fellow pounced forward and chewed on the dragon meat with a 'Chi Chi Chi' sound. It was extremely satisfied.    

    

"Ran, this..."    

    

Meng Ran said with a smile. "This is the storage ring that I told you about. As the saying goes, the storage ring contains one's Sumeru and one's Mustard Seed."    

    

The True Dragon's flesh was the Dragonhorse's favorite food. In order to take care of this little fellow, Meng Ran directly stored the True Dragon's flesh into the storage ring.    

    

Currently, within this small and narrow space of ten square feet in the storage ring, his fist was filled to the brim with dragon meat.