(2nd Update!)

In the quiet room of the Martial Saint, the True Martial Palace Master Bu Tianyi knelt aside, carefully studying the Martial Saint's expression.

The copper incense burner in the crane beak was emitting curling green smoke, emitting a faint smell of incense, obscuring the face of the martial saint in a hazy manner.

Wu Sheng's eyes were closed, and there was no sadness or joy on his face, as if he was a clay wood carving.

After a long time, he spoke lightly.

"What he wants, is the Qingsheng White Cang's Ear Fruit?"

"Exactly!" Bu Tianyi lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the front of the Martial Saint, and when the Martial Saint opened his eyes, it seemed that a terrifying light awakened.

"For what?"

“...... The subordinates don't know. Bu Tianyi was covered in a cold sweat, remembering that he hadn't asked this question, and this time in the mind of the martial saint, his wisdom evaluation was only greatly degraded.

Fortunately, the martial saint didn't have a seizure, but was silent for a long time.

"Qingsheng Baixang Fruit, it's to suppress the demonic qi - what's the use of him asking for this thing?"

"Could it be that he is a member of the Demon Sect?" Bu Tianyi's face turned white, this Feng Ziyue's strength was so strong that he broke through the six levels of the Tianwu Trial alone, and let go of a martial arts peak master in front of him, and he didn't even see him clearly.

If he is a member of the Demon Sect and cultivates demonic skills, it will be an extremely tricky opponent.

If you weren't a member of the Demon Sect, what was the use of this Pure Sage White Cang's Ear Fruit?

"Impossible!"

Martial Saint shook his head, Feng Ziyue could not be a person in the Demon Sect, if he practiced demonic skills, on this Canglan Holy Mountain, he was afraid that he would not be able to stay for a day, under the influence of the white mist of the pure heart, he was naturally in pain, and his kung fu could not be used in ten out of ten, how could he easily defeat a young master at the peak of Martial Honor?

Bu Tianyi also knew that his guess was ridiculous, and his face turned red, but he still couldn't guess the reason why he didn't want anything else, just wanted this Qingsheng Baicang Fruit.

"I'm worried that he's trying to lure the snake out of the hole......"

"Lure the snake out of the hole?"

Bu Tianyi was stunned for a moment, "Lord Martial Saint, are you saying that he doesn't really want this Qingsheng White Cang'er Fruit, but wants to see the reaction of our Canglan Mountain?"

Martial Saint nodded, "If what I expected is correct, he should still have an accomplice as an internal response, you flatly denied it at the time, and you have already let people see our hypocrisy!"

What the Martial Saint said was almost word for word—it was a pity that he didn't know Feng Ziyue's intention to ask for the Qingsheng White Cang'er Fruit, and his final reasoning was inevitably off topic.

"That's someone who wants to deal with our Canglan Mountain!" Bu Tianyi woke up, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

It is almost normal for someone to want to deal with the Canglan Holy Mountain.

In the Innate Secret Realm, there is hardly anyone who does not look at the status and collection of Canglan Holy Mountain, otherwise they would not send the best heirs to the Tianwu Trial day after day, year after year, and the most important reason is to get a chance to inherit Canglan Holy Mountain.

It's a pity that they don't know the true method of the Martial Saint Inheritance, and even if there are really Innate Secret Realm disciples who get the inheritance, it has nothing to do with the place where they came from.

As for the past thousand years, there are countless people who have been planning to attack the Canglan Holy Mountain.

This time, though, if their guess is true, it's very different.

Since the person who came called out the Qingsheng Baicang Fruit, he had obviously mastered the biggest secret in Canglan Mountain-that is, the use of this Qingsheng Baicang Fruit.

"My lord......" Bu Tianyi's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he was already murderous in his heart.

The martial saint waved his hand, and his demeanor was still very leisurely.

"Don't worry, distinguish friend from foe, you go and tell that kid tomorrow, in three days, I want to see him!"

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Feng Ziyue had already changed into a night suit, and together with Feng Bufan, he quietly dived to the back mountain.

Of course, he didn't know that the Martial Saint had become suspicious of him, but his innate keen intuition also made him feel that there was weirdness everywhere on this Canglan Holy Mountain.

In the dignified martial arts holy land, there is actually a person who cultivates demonic skills, and this person's status may be higher than that of the Zhenwu Palace Master - although the Feng family father and son do not know much about the power structure of the Canglan Holy Mountain, but the Zhenwu Palace Master Bu Tianyi is already the person who is engaged in the daily affairs of the Prime Minister Mountain.

In addition to the Martial Saint, there are only a few elders and Dharma protectors who can have a higher status than him.

People like this actually practice demonic skills, if they spread it, I am afraid that it will cause an uproar.

After all, since more than a hundred years ago, the remnants of the Demon Sect have become street rats that everyone shouts and beats, and in the process of exterminating the Demon Sect, Canglan Holy Mountain has also made a lot of efforts, but somehow such a thing happened. ,

In fact, Feng Ziyue had no intention of asking about this

Idleness, all he wanted was to obtain the Qingsheng White Cang Ear Fruit for his mother Chu Hongyu as soon as possible to treat his injuries.

As for whether the Canglan Holy Mountain is a demon, what does it have to do with him?

What's more, in the experience of the previous life, in the next thirty years, the Canglan Holy Mountain will not make any waves, and during the Divine Water Tribulation, it has also made efforts to resist, and it has been hit hard.

Even if some of them cultivated demonic skills, they obviously didn't collude with demons and harm all sentient beings, and Feng Ziyue naturally didn't care.

"Yue'er, in front of you is the secret room where the Qingsheng White Cang Ear Fruit is stored, be careful!"

Feng Bufan, who was leading the way in front, suddenly stopped, listened attentively, and confirmed that there was no movement, before tiptoeing forward.

The white mist blocking the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force and Divine Consciousness also has an advantage, that is, as long as it is hidden in the dark, even if it is an innate master, it is not easy to find it, and Feng Ziyue does not need to use the Shadowless Demon Core, he only needs to be careful not to make a sound.

"This secret room, a total of eighteen people guarded before and after, including two in the inner room, are the protectors of the Canglan Holy Mountain, and they are one of the few innate masters who practice the miracles of Buddhism......

Feng Bufan has probed many times, and he knows the layout here well.

He repeatedly stole fruits, all of which were planted in the hands of these two Dharma protectors, but fortunately, he ran very fast, and ran away when things were revealed, but he didn't suffer anything.

"If we want to successfully obtain the Pure Saint White Cang's Ear Fruit, we must not alarm these two people. These two people have obtained the permission of the Martial Saint, and they can attract the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth on Canglan Mountain, but Dad can't, and if they do it, they will inevitably suffer......"

The two of them sat at the door of the inner room, guarding the treasures in the best book} city ~ the fastest} in the room, and never left an inch.

Is there any way to sneak into the inner room without letting them find out? Feng Ziyue looked at his father suspiciously.

Feng Bufan smiled embarrassedly, "Actually, I have used this method several times, either to set fire to the periphery and attract their attention, or to fake the elder's message, or invite them to drink - but after so many times, these two people have also learned to behave, just sit at the door, dead or alive, and now I want Yue'er to think of a way......"

Feng Ziyue couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't expect his father to come so diligently, and train the two innate masters who didn't take it to heart to such a point, but he was afraid that the ordinary methods were completely useless.

I can't say - only to get in!

"Dad, if the people here raise the alarm, how long will we have to escape?"

Feng Bufan was stunned for a moment, "Although this is the back mountain, it is not very far from the secret rooms, and there are guards, and when the time comes, they will all come together, and at most it will only take half a pillar of incense to ......"

"Good!"

Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, "Dad, then let's seize this half-pillar incense time!"

He suddenly accelerated, and one turned over and fell in front of the secret room, at the door of this secret room, there were two people patrolling, and they were knocked unconscious by his two hand knives.

"Those two Dharma protectors in a while, I'll deal with the one on the left, Dad, you deal with the one on the right, let's go!"

He didn't even say hello, he had already made a tough move, Feng Bufan wanted to stop it, where could he still have time, who would have thought that this kid would be so reckless! The matter has come to this point, and he can only move forward bravely, Feng Bufan gritted his teeth, and also broke into the secret room with Feng Ziyue's figure.

This secret room is divided into an inner room and an outer room, and the outer room is guarded by more than ten people, as soon as they break in, the reality releases a fireworks signal, and then it comes up to block it, Feng Ziyue is unceremoniously, and his shot is like electricity, and in an instant, he has already put down a few people.

Feng Bufan rushed into the room, his Yin Feng Decisive Kung Fu was erratic, and it was extremely lethal to these Martial Venerable level enemies, and in a few glances, he had already put down the remaining guards.

He had come here to steal the Qingsheng White Cang Ear Fruit several times, but he had never been so hard, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Feng Ziyue knocked everyone unconscious, threw them out, kicked open the door of the inner room, and only rushed further, he felt that two cold murderous auras locked him, and with a snort, the sword was unsheathed, and the horizontal sword was separated.

I only listened to the sound of banging, thinking that the two people in the dark were also like the wind, and they attacked dozens of moves in a row.

The congenital master, as expected, lived up to his reputation, Feng Ziyue's progress was blocked, and he had to retreat, Feng Bufan was afraid that he would suffer a loss, and as soon as he made a move, he was a master of the wind and the clouds, and the two of them were forced to retreat a few steps, and then they saw their appearances clearly.

One was burly and fat, the other was skinny, but his face was full of surprise. ,

"One person's surname is Gao, and the other's surname is Zhou, both of them are mountain protectors, and Gao Protectors are good at the Vedic pestle method, which is powerful and powerful; I'm going to deal with this guy Gao!"

Feng Bufan told Feng Ziyue that Chong Du rushed in, and he had to fight, although he knew that under the influence of the white mist, he might not be the opponent of these two people, but he still picked a stronger enemy first, slapped his palms continuously, and slashed towards the skinny man.

It turned out that the thin man's surname was Gao, and he practiced the mighty Wei Tuo pestle method, and his attack power was extremely strong, Feng Bufan was worried that Feng Ziyue would not be able to stop it, so he chose this person.

As for that Zhou Protector, as soon as he saw that his companion was attacked, he immediately added the blessing of the Immovable Ming King's Heart Method, and his whole body flashed with golden light, but it was a little stronger than the defense of the Golden Bell Jar.

This kind of innate master who rests on Buddhism is also absorbing the Yuan Power of Buddha nature, if you abide by the precepts, the effect will naturally be better, Feng Ziyue nodded slightly, this week's Dharma Protector has not cultivated the Ming Wang Law, and it has reached the realm of perfection, so that it will emit golden light.

This is a peerless skill, but Hu Xiaodao can learn in the future, Feng Ziyue was unceremonious, a chain of three swords here, bringing out a blazing white light, that week the Dharma protector was proud of his strong defense, and he didn't care, but used a grappling technique to catch his wrist.

Bang!

Bang bang!

The three swords were solid, and there was no wound, but there was a banging sound like hitting a bell, and I saw Zhou Protector spitting blood from his mouth, flying upside down, and falling to the wall, but he was already unconscious.

"Old Zhou!"

The high protector was taken aback, lost his calculations, the pestle method was scattered, and he was slapped on the shoulder by Feng Bufan's close palm, his bones were shattered, he fell out of two steps, he was angry, he raised the iron pestle, and was about to fight back, when he suddenly rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground softly, revealing Feng Ziyue behind him.

Feng Bufan's heart was turbulent, his son's martial arts had actually reached such a point! No wonder he had no scruples, and he actually killed him headlong!

He wouldn't think that these two innate masters were parallel goods, but in just an instant, they had already been leveled by Feng Ziyue - what benefits did he gain from the Tianwu trial!

No matter how strong his son is, even if the father is a little sour in his heart, he is still happy for his son after all.

"Let's go get something and go!"

There was already a noisy sound in the distance, it could be seen that no matter how fast they moved, after all, the backup was coming, and no matter how high Fengzi Yue's cultivation was, he would not be able to stop a steady stream of people from attacking, not to mention the Martial Saint and several other elders, they were all above the middle stage of the innate stage, and they were not rookies like these two Dharma protectors.

Feng Ziyue nodded, and hurriedly rushed into the room, only to see that in the secret room, there was no furnishings, only a glass bowl, hanging in the air, and there was a white fruit in the bowl, emitting a soft light.

"Qingsheng White Cang Ear Fruit!"

Feng Bufan was overjoyed, shouted, flew up, and reached out to grab the glass bowl, Feng Ziyue was shocked, stretched out his hand to copy, but it was empty.

"Dad, be careful! That's not the Qingsheng White Cang Ear Fruit!"

He flew up, grabbed ahead of the wind, grasped the glass cup, only heard the rattling sound, and where he landed in front of him, suddenly the stone slab fell off, and a large pit appeared.

Feng Ziyue was in danger, turned in the air, and pushed Feng Bufan out first, but he jumped forward with his strength to avoid the bottomless pit.

Who knew that he had just jumped up, and suddenly a strong pressure came in front of him, Feng Ziyue was in mid-air, and he couldn't dodge, so he had to swing his sword to stop him, and with a loud bang, he couldn't borrow his strength, and flew out upside down, falling towards the bottomless pit!

"Yue'er!"

Feng Bufan roared angrily, stretched out his hand to pull, but it was a step short, Feng Ziyue's body fell in front of him, and with a bang, the stone slab had been reset and sealed the retreat!

This wind is extraordinary, and in the roar, he slapped the person in front of him with a palm, but he heard that person also exclaimed, and his face showed a look of panic, it was Bu Tianyi, the master of the True Martial Palace.

He saw someone rushing out just now, and blocked a move in a daze, but he didn't see that the glass bowl in the room had been taken away, and the mechanism under the secret room had also been opened.

It's a bad cake!

Bu Tianyi's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and then he saw that the glass bowl and the white fruit had been taken away, and his heart was even more mournful.

How good is that!