Feng Yue was stunned, although what he said was not a kind word, but the other party actually said that there was something to ask for in this way, it was still a little strange.

However, when he had the Pure Saint White Cang'er Fruit in his hand, the mustard in his heart had disappeared, so he nodded immediately.

"Lord Martial Saint, just give orders!"

Martial Saint laughed and pointed, "Actually, I also said that day, as long as you kill the dragon demon, not only will you give you this Qingsheng White Cang'er Fruit, but-"

He smiled indifferently and stood up, "I will also pass on the position of the Martial Saint of Canglan Mountain to you!"

The position of the martial saint of Canglan Mountain!

Feng Yue was taken aback, and hurriedly shook his hands, "Lord Martial Saint, how can this be done?"

He has never coveted the Canglan Holy Mountain, and he is also lacking in the inheritance of the Martial Saint, and what he asks for is nothing more than the Qingsheng Baicang Fruit, and he has always been faintly suspicious of the Martial Saint and Canglan Mountain, at this time, he is ashamed in his heart, where is he willing to accept this?

Bu Tianyi was also taken aback, he didn't expect Lord Martial Saint to really make this decision.

What the hell does Lord Martial Sage want to do, Bu Tianyi can't guess whether he is alive or dead.

But since it was an adult's decision, he had no choice but to obey it unconditionally.

"There's no need to excuse yourself," Wu Sheng waved his hand, but his face was full of haggardness, he sighed, "Anyway, you already know the hidden dangers of the old man, and I don't have to hide ......"

He was attacked by demonic qi twenty years ago, and in the past twenty years, he has been struggling to fight against demonic qi.

However, the previous elders, although their martial arts cultivation was not bad, they were not peerless heavens like Feng Yue, and now although they had also broken through to the innate third and fourth levels, it was difficult to ascend to the heavens if they wanted to go further.

Feng Yue is fifteen years old, he is already a congenital fourfold cultivation, his body is strong, and if Canglan Mountain wants to shine in the future, it will all depend on him!

What Wu Sheng said was sincere, and Feng Yue wanted to shirk it, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Lord Martial Saint, this is a big matter, let's think about it later, can I?"

In any case, I have to go back and discuss it with my father.

The power of Canglan Mountain is huge, and I have only been on the mountain for a few days, and I don't know anything about it, even if I take over, I can't control it all, and if I want to carefully sort out the context, it is too much of a waste of time.

For Feng Yue, it's a chicken rib.

He really hopes to have his own power, which can be convenient for self-protection in the future Divine Water Tribulation, but the power that he can't fully control is of little use to him.

What's more, he has to deal with two hard battles between Long Buyang and Chu Madman in a row, and he really doesn't have the heart to spend on this for the time being.

Wu Sheng was stunned, but he didn't expect him to shirk such a good thing, but he was still smiling.

Feng Gong thought about it carefully, but the future of Canglan Mountain still depends on you!"

The Martial Saint seemed to have decided that he was his successor, and happily sent him out, Feng Yue was full of doubts, and returned to the place where he lived, waiting for his father to come to him.

But I waited until the evening, but I didn't wait for the wind to come.

Feng Yue's heart tightened, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Today, since leaving the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, everything has gone very smoothly, the Qingsheng White Cang'er Fruit has arrived, and the Martial Saint is even willing to pass on this Canglan Mountain to him, looking like a harmonious atmosphere.

But his father's delay in showing up made him have doubts in his heart again.

The previous mysteries have once again surfaced in my mind.

He was so worried about his father's condition that he didn't know where to start, so he had to wait in the wing room all night, but there was still no news.

"What, Uncle is gone?"

didn't wait for the wind to be extraordinary, but waited for the dream phoenix.

Under the guise of coming to find her uncle, Menghuang once again rushed into Feng Yue's wing room in the middle of the night, and when she heard that Feng Bufan was missing, she couldn't help but widen her eyes in disbelief.

"Although I went before my uncle, he also said that as soon as I left, he would go out of the mountain separately, and he would come to you in the evening—why hadn't he come at this time?"

Her face changed, "Could it be ...... Could it be the man in black?"

"Impossible!"

Feng Yue shook his head, although the man in black was innate, his cultivation was mediocre, and he could take advantage of the fact that when they were seriously injured, he would occasionally sneak attack, and when Feng Bufan recovered, that person was definitely not his opponent.

Even if he is on the Canglan Holy Mountain, limited by the pure heart and white mist, Feng Bufan will not fail quietly, even if he can't win, he can always run.

"What's going on?"

Menghuang was also a little anxious, "Then let's go to the Ten Thousand Demon Cave to see ...... again."

Although he knew that there would be no result, Menghuang still made this proposal, Feng Yue thought about it for a while, and nodded in agreement.

Instead of waiting here, you always have to do something, otherwise you will be restless and your heart will always be unsettled.

Feng Yue followed Menghuang, all the way through the mountain plank road, and then arrived at the entrance of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave of Qinglong Peak, Menghuang opened the two guard brothers guarding the door - it seems that she has not done anything less before to sneak into the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, and she is familiar with the road, and the two brothers are also used to it, out of sight is clean, and deliberately go to relieve them together.

Now that the dragon and demon have been eliminated, there is peace in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, and the guards are negligent.

Menghuang took Fengyue into the cave, and sure enough, along the way, he didn't meet anyone else, and after going down to the two floors, he passed through the hidden path and arrived at the platform on the edge of the cliff, but it was empty.

"Uncle won't be here......"

Menghuang frowned, turned around twice with a sad face, poked his head out to look at the bottom of the abyss, and stuck out his tongue.

Feng Yue desperately suppressed his panic, this feeling was really very bad, it was like the experience of losing a loved one in his previous life - he didn't want to just see his father and lose it again!

"Little Wind!"

Menghuang shouted very smoothly with the wind and extraordinary name, and at this moment, seeing his pale face, he was worried, and gently pulled his sleeve, "Uncle will be fine, don't worry too much......"

Feng Yue's face was gloomy, and suddenly his eyes lit up, he squatted down, and picked up something by Menghuang's side.

A piece of blue-black cloth!

He shuddered, clutched the piece of cloth, and searched frantically for other terrible clues.

Thankfully, there was nothing but this piece of cloth.

"This ...... It's ......"

Menghuang also recognizes that this is clearly the regular clothes worn by the envoys, and it is also the coat that Feng Bufan has been wearing!

There can be no other connection to this place, the owner of this piece of cyan cloth can only be extraordinary!

She suddenly came back to her senses, "Xiaofeng, don't worry too much about it first, although this is uncle's clothes, it may also be a ...... that has been torn off in the past few days."

When she said this, she herself felt that it was not convincing, Feng Bufan was a cautious and cautious person, not to mention that he also attached great importance to grooming, just before going out, he also carefully checked his body, for fear that there would be any damage, and others would suspect his identity outside, at least when he inspected it at that time, there would definitely not be such a large piece of cloth torn off.

She looked at the bottom of the abyss again, and her face suddenly turned pale.

"That's not right!"

Feng Yue regained his composure at this time, and muttered to himself, "He's going to be fine—he's going to be fine!" He left this piece of cloth to imply some clues......

He suddenly let out a long roar, startling a puddle of birds, fluttering their wings in the white mist, and making a mournful cry.

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Feng Bufan's disappearance made Feng Yue's face gloomy all the time.

However, he also firmly believed that his father must still be alive, and although something happened, he would not die so easily - this piece of cloth left behind must also contain important information.

In the past few days, he has been studying the meaning of this cloth, but he has not found anything.

However, it was also in these few days that he agreed to the request of the Martial Saint to pass on the throne.

But this is hypocrisy, sincerity, or some hidden conspiracy, at this point, Feng Yue can only agree.

If it is true, he needs the power of the Martial Saint to conduct a comprehensive search, find out the clues of his father, and also find out more secrets about Canglan Mountain.

If it is fake, then only if you step into it, you can provoke this conspiracy, all tricks, and you will appear in front of you.

He doesn't want to take it off again!

Feng Yue's promise made the martial saint overjoyed, and immediately announced the three days of the Canglan Mountain feast to celebrate together. Those young brothers, although they were not very familiar with Feng Yue, were also enthusiastic and highly agreed.

Feng Yue's act of killing the dragon demon made him get the sincere support of these young people.

From this point of view, the Martial Saint's will seems to be sincere, he deliberately let Feng Yue kill the Dragon Demon alone, and let him enjoy this honor and merit alone, so that even if he makes an exception to pass on the throne, there will be no opposition in the Canglan Holy Mountain.

True Martial Palace Master Bu Tianyi was loyal to the Martial Saint, so naturally he would not have any objections.

As for the four Tianwu descendants before that, that is, the four elders of Canglan Mountain now, they have always been in the process of retreat, and they have not expressed any opinion on this matter.

Their opinions are not important, these four elders were originally idle in Canglan Mountain, and they were only candidates for the heir of the Martial Saint, but if the Martial Saint chose a suitable heir, they would not have much value. ,

What's more, now Feng Yue is not only strong, but also appreciated by the Martial Saint, and supported by most of the young brothers in Canglan Mountain, who can have any objections?

It should be logical for him to step on the position of a martial saint!

It's just that in Feng Yue's heart, there is no joy at all.

When the wind does not appear for a day, he will not be happy, and the shadow hanging over his head has not been resolved.

To this day, he is still at a loss for the mystery on Canglan Mountain.

"Dad, what do you want to tell me when you leave this piece of cloth?"

Today is a good day for Feng Yue to take over the position of Martial Saint, he is sitting in the wing, he has already put on auspicious clothes, but he is still pinching the piece of cloth, frowning.

"Hey!"

Menghuang jumped in from the window again, and when he saw his unhappy face, he comforted him, "Don't think about it, uncle must be auspicious, today you are about to become a martial saint, what are you doing with such a bitter gourd face?"

Feng Yue smiled reluctantly and put away the strip of cloth.

"At this time, why did you come here?"

Menghuang was supposed to be in the Zhenwu Palace, leading the young brother to carry out the welcome ceremony, but he didn't want to appear here at this time.

"I'll come to see if you can't do it! Now that you're a martial saint, you look down on me, don't you?"

Menghuang pursed her lips, she was actually secretly happy in her heart that Feng Yue had taken over the position of Martial Saint - at least that meant that Feng Yue would stay in Canglan Mountain in the future.

Although she still doesn't understand the feelings in her heart, she is always inevitably involved by him, hoping that he can stay by her side, and the longer the better.

Feng Yue was called a Martial Saint, and he was still a little unaccustomed to it, and thought to each other, "In the future, I will inherit the position of Martial Saint, so what should your father call him?"

"Huh?"

Menghuang was stunned for a moment, this is indeed a problem.

Since she was born, no, a hundred years before she was born, her father was called a martial saint, and there was never another name, if the position of martial saint was handed over, then what should he be called?

"This ...... It's probably written in the old texts, right?"

Menghuang frowned and thought hard, thinking about what the previous martial saint would be called after the abdication.

However, the strange thing is that there is no memory at all!

Could it be that there has never been a situation where a martial saint abdicated to make way for a virtuous person? No...... There are still some......

Menghuang thought about it for a long time, and it seemed that the retired martial saints were all missing, so on the Canglan Holy Mountain, it seemed that he had never worried about this problem.

"It's really strange, it seems that there really isn't such a title - are they all called Martial Saints?"

Menghuang is a little unsure.

Feng Yue frowned, the Martial Saint had no name and no surname, which was originally a strange thing, which also led to the problem that the Martial Saint had to change his name after abdicating.

But in Menghuang's memory, there was no martial saint who changed his name, which was a very strange thing.

Those retired martial saints, if they didn't have titles, it was really too inconvenient - after all, their cultivation was not weak, and even if they reached old age, they still had a long life.

Could it be that the original name was restored? But looking at the situation of Menghuang, it seems that this is not the case, and there is obviously no such record in the classics.

For some reason, Feng Yue faintly felt that the inheritance of this martial saint conveyed an evil and strange taste.

"Don't worry about this matter! My father is not worried, the emperor is not in a hurry, what are you eunuchs anxious about? When you abdicate, I don't know how many years will be in the future!"

The advantage of Menghuang is that when you can't figure out something, you can leave it behind and think about nothing.

At this moment, I only heard the rumbling of artillery outside, silk music played, and some people raised their voices and shouted loudly.

"The auspicious time has come, please invite the Martial Saint to drive the True Martial Palace!"

This Martial Saint, of course, refers to Feng Yue, the original Martial Saint, who has been waiting for a long time in the True Martial Palace!