Feng Ziyue was extraordinary to his father, and he had always been angry back then.

For any child, the absence of a father in childhood is a huge shadow. Especially when I was bullied since I was a child, I relied on my mother to raise me with hard work, and this feeling is particularly strong.

It wasn't until later that he learned about his father's painstaking efforts to go to the holy mountain many times to steal the Qingsheng Baicang Fruit for his mother, and finally the pride of living and dying together under the siege of everyone outside the heavens, that he understood his father a little.

After all, he always thought that Feng Bufan was because he quarreled with the old man Feng Tianhe, and in order to find his own martial arts path, he left the Feng family without saying goodbye.

It wasn't until this life, after he met his grandfather Chu Madman, that he knew the truth about leaving home when Feng Bufan left home.

It turned out that in the eyes of the Chu madman, the talented Feng Bufan was also an opponent worthy of his training. So, given him twenty years, he must have given the same threat as to himself.

Feng Bufan had no choice but to leave home, and he should be reluctant in his heart, but he also understood the madness of the madman Chu, if he didn't give up everything to pursue martial arts, he would not be his opponent, and in the end, it would affect his family.

It's a pity that even so, in the previous life, Feng Bufan finally didn't let go of the shackles, couldn't reach the realm of the innate peak, and paid so many sacrifices, but he still didn't save his life and his wife.

Feng Ziyue looked at the back of the eighteenth envoy, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and he had already concluded in his heart that this was his father who he hadn't seen for ten years, looking at his silent appearance, Feng Ziyue couldn't help but feel sad.

Although his father's temperament is stubborn, he also chooses his own way to bear everything.

In this life, Feng Ziyue will never let the tragedy happen again.

He clenched his fists and waved it lightly.

"Brother Feng, those trialists who have finished worshipping the Holy Mountain are here, there are your friends inside, do you want to say hello?" Wei Yaozu saw that he was not in his mind, pointed to a large hazy figure descending the mountain in front of him, and touched his elbow.

Feng Ziyue looked up and saw that the disciples of the White Deer Academy were also sandwiched between them, looking very excited.

Anyone who persevered to the end in the Tianwu trial would be taken halfway up the Canglan Sacred Mountain to worship at the top of the mountain and give out some rewards. Although they are not qualified to go to the top of the mountain, the qualifications for this pilgrimage are also very remarkable, and when they return to their hometowns, they can also be used as materials to brag about for a lifetime.

"Boss!"

Hu Xiaodao saw Feng Ziyue from a distance and shouted loudly. Feng Ziyue was also overjoyed to see that the three of them were fine, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

The three of them have successfully broken through the Great Martial Master, although they did not receive the reward of winning the fourth level, but they are also full of energy, spirits, and high spirits.

"Boss, are you number one?"

Hu Xiaodao was anxious, and hurriedly pulled Feng Ziyue to the side to ask. Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, and before he could answer, he heard Xiao Kunlun laugh, "Look at Brother Feng like this, calm and relaxed, can you still be the first?"

Feng Ziyue smiled and nodded, Hu Xiaodao was overjoyed, and cheered and turned a somersault, "I said that you must be the first, haha, this time our White Deer Academy in Wuyang City has shown a big face!"

The position of Tianwu Descendant has always been in the pocket of the disciples of the Innate Secret Realm, and there has never been a secular martial artist who has been able to enter the fifth level before-in fact, there has never been a martial artist under the age of twenty, let alone the first in the Tianwu trial!

In this way, Bailu Academy is not only famous in the world, but also in the innate secret realm, and it is also necessary to listen to its prestige.

"The first level is also our White Deer Academy winning the championship, Xiao Chen was pushed as a representative, he just told me, if you get a reward, it must be handed over to Brother Feng. Zhuge Yu was even more happy, after all, his father was the dean of Bailu Academy, and the better the development of Bailu Academy, the stronger the status of the Zhuge family.

The first to the first of the fourth level were all brought to the Canglan Holy Mountain, and according to the custom, all those who persevered to the end in the fifth level were also taken to the Zhenwu Palace on the top of the mountain. These people, every time, get a special reward.

Feng Ziyue remembered that the Divine Arrow Mountain Villa had painstakingly tried to win the championship in the first level, but unfortunately it was destroyed by himself, but he didn't know what the reward of the first level was, and he couldn't help but be a little curious.

At this time, several envoys were already urging them to hurry up the mountain, Feng Ziyue and Hu Xiaodao and the others, as well as other disciples of the White Deer Academy, said goodbye, and continued to walk to the top of the mountain with a group of people. ,

When you reach the halfway up the mountain, you can see a smooth platform, look up from here, you can see the clouds and mist in the misty, there are huge palace pavilions, as if hanging in the air, the momentum is magnificent, magnificent and exquisite, people look at it awe-inspiringly, it is worthy of the name of the holy land of martial arts.

This platform is where everyone worships.

For thousands of years, generations of young people have worshiped the holy mountain here, and the original rough rocks have been polished to oily and smooth, and the bluestone slabs are as smooth as mirrors, almost reflecting the shadow of people.

More than a dozen of them can go straight to the Zhenwu Palace, and they don't have to worship here, so they just took a skimp look at the scenery and continued to go up the mountain.

The further up you go, the thicker the white mist becomes.

Feng Ziyue could feel that the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth was all isolated, even if he sensed the divine sense of Heaven and Earth, he was also confined to two or three zhang around his body, this was indeed a place where the innate masters were desperate, fighting here, they couldn't exert half of their strength at all, and it was no wonder that even Chu Madmen would inevitably return home.

As for his father, Feng Bufan-Feng Ziyue looked at him who had become the eighteenth envoy, he was hidden in the crowd, still with a pale and cold face, he didn't know if he had broken through the innate at this time, but even if he had become a master of the innate realm, it would be useless on this Canglan Holy Mountain.

At this time, the sun is shining, and even in the wet white mist, there is a fresh warmth. Only listen to the leisurely bell sound, accompanied by a burst of plum blossom fragrance, the snow on the soles of the feet has not disappeared, stepping on it to make a creaking sound, although the mountain road is steep and difficult to walk, but still gives people a dreamlike sense of sacredness.

Even the disciples of the Innate Secret Realm couldn't help but sigh at the environment here.

"Canglan Holy Mountain is a unique place......

"If I am the lord of this mountain, I will definitely carry this place forward!"

Therefore, it can give birth to countless exotic flowers and plants, there are things in the world, Canglan Holy Mountain has them, there are things in the world, Canglan Holy Mountain also has them, how can people in these innate secret realms not afford to covet their minds?

As long as it is a stronger innate secret realm, there is no one who does not want to take this Canglan Holy Mountain for themselves, but unfortunately due to this white mist barrier, he has always been unable to do so.

Therefore, in these twenty-year Tianwu trials, they are also willing to send their best disciples to compete in the door.

This time, the best score in the fifth level was Xin Yuyi of Yunhu Jincheng, followed by Xiao Yixuan of Tianlong Ancient City, and then Wei Yaozu of the Heluo Wei family.

After all, choosing the descendants of Tianwu may not necessarily be the one with the best score in the fifth level, in the Zhenwu Palace, there is still a test, and the qualifications of this person will be determined in the end.

The only two who knew that they had no chance were probably only Feng Ziyue and Xin Yuyi.

Xin Yuyi's heart was in turmoil at the moment, she killed four people in the fifth level, thinking of the scene at that time, she still couldn't help but be pale, and her hands and feet were cold.

She didn't understand why she was so tyrannical, could it be because of the relationship between the fire spirit and the demon body?

Xin Yuyi remembered the cautious tone of his master's seal when he was sealing, and he couldn't help but feel irritated in his heart.

"Please come into the temple!"

These people are all masters of Wuzun, and their feet are very fast, although the mountain is high and the road is far away, but it is only a moment of effort, and they have already arrived in front of the Zhenwu Palace on the top of the mountain.

I saw that the palace was majestic, in the clouds, a golden plaque was hung, and the four words "Canglan Holy Realm" flew from the sky, and the pen was vigorous. In front of it is a square paved with white marble, covering an extremely large area, and I don't know why there is such a large piece of flat land on the top of this steep mountain, or it is possible that it has been flattened.

Passing through the square of white marble bricks, it is facing the gate of Zhenwu Palace.

At this moment, the door is open, obviously waiting for the return of this last batch of trial boys.

The envoys were the first to enter, but they stood on either side, lined up in two columns, and motioned for the young men to pass through the middle and go straight to the main hall.

Feng Ziyue walked slowly over, and in front of the eighteenth envoy, he heard him cough lightly, still glaring at him.

Feng Ziyue smiled slightly and nodded.

He originally came to clear the Holy White Cang's Ear Fruit, how could he lose his original purpose before the other vain names and profits of the Canglan Holy Mountain?

The bell rings three times, and the grass and trees are quiet.

A group of more than ten of them, led by a red-clothed waiter, went all the way forward, passed through a large archway, went up the white jade stairs, and finally arrived in the main hall.

The first of the previous four levels, each sat down.

Xiao Chen of the White Deer Academy, when he saw Feng Ziyue coming, his face showed excitement, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense on this solemn occasion, so he had to salute, Feng Ziyue nodded slightly, and responded with a smile. ,

On the gold chair in the front, there was an old man wearing a golden python suit and a crown on his head, he held a gold bottle in his hand, and his pride did not diminish his year, and he laughed loudly when he saw them come in.

"Qiyu Palace Master, this time to participate in the Tianwu Trial, the seventeen winners, all here!"

The red-clothed waiter screamed, and the palace master laughed and waved his hand.

"Okay, okay!

The banquet has already been lined up on both sides, each with a red-clothed waiter and a palace beautieth to serve, no more, no less, just seventeen seats, the first of the four levels before, sitting at the bottom, Feng Ziyue took a look, and was about to go to the seat next to Xiao Chen of Bailu Academy, but was stopped by the red-clothed waiter and pointed to the top.

"Feng Gongzi, your seat is on it. ”

"Huh?"

A group of teenagers who came out of the fifth level at the same time let out a sound of surprise together.

The position that the red-clothed waiter refers to is the most special of the seventeen seats.

The remaining sixteen seats, symmetrical on both sides, have eight seats each.

And this seat is next to the old man in python suit!

Everyone can see the special features of this seat, basically, whoever is the chief should be the successor of Tianwu this time.

But why is Feng Ziyue qualified to be at this seat?

He was the last person to reach the pass, and everyone could clearly see that he had not handed in any jade medals or star cores, that is, his score in the fifth level was zero.

These teenagers are working hard, and they all have one or two hundred Tianhe Xingsha results in their hands, although they are not as far ahead as Yunhu Jincheng Xin Yuyi, but they are not too far behind.

If Xin Yuyi was the chief, they would be divided into primary and secondary according to their grades, and they would admit it.

But this person who has no achievements is sitting in the chief - maybe he is sitting in the position of the successor of Tianwu, then someone will not do it!

"Palace Master, this person didn't get a point in the fifth level, why did he let him sit in the chief?"

There will always be no fewer people who come out.

The one who spoke was a silver fir boy, his face full of arrogance, holding a folding fan in his hand, and his face was uncertain.

He is the descendant of Wannian Bogu Zhai Lu Renfeng, the utensils used on his body, all of them are extremely luxurious, strong, in the fifth level, ranked fourth - this ranking, he always thinks that he is generous, will not be as unscrupulous as others, so he will fall to the fourth.

He was not very convinced by the previous three, including Wei Fatzi, Xiao Yixuan and Xin Yuyi, and originally wanted to show his strength in the True Martial Palace, so as to seek the hope of a first-line Tianwu heir.

Now there happened to be such a situation, and he was actually the first to jump out because he couldn't ask for it.

"Oh?"

The True Martial Palace Lord smiled, with a sneering look in his eyes, and suddenly turned his head to Feng Ziyue and smiled: "Feng Gongzi, this Ten Thousand Years Bogu Zhai's Lu Ren Feng Lu Gongzi is dissatisfied with your seat-do you know, in the True Martial Palace, how will this matter be handled?"

Lu Renfeng couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard him reveal his origin and name, and then he felt that he was taken seriously, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently, "I want to ask for advice like the palace master." ”

He doesn't want to cause trouble, but he will never allow others to snatch his position as the heir of Tianwu. But looking at the expression of this palace master, it seems that he is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

The Zhenwu Palace Lord laughed and said: "In the Zhenwu Palace, naturally everything is based on strength, since this Lu Gongzi is dissatisfied with your position and wants to challenge you, why don't you compete before this banquet and rank it?"

When Lu Renfeng heard this, he couldn't ask for it.

"What the palace master said is very true, everything is respected by strength, then I will challenge this Feng Gongzi to see if he has the qualifications to be the chief!"

He is quite confident in his own strength, his nostrils are facing the sky, and he is arrogant.

Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently, "Palace Master, challenge before the banquet, in case you miss and hurt people......"

"Okay!" "The master of the True Martial Palace laughed, "Since my name here is Zhenwu, I naturally want to take it seriously, is it still those soft fake tricks?"

"Do whatever you want, dead or injured!"