Chapter 138 Breaking into the secret room, robbery fruit
Chapter 138 Breaking into the secret room and robbing the holy fruit
In Wu Sheng's quiet room, Zhenwu Palace Master Bu Tianyi sat on his knees, carefully studying Wu Sheng's expression.
The copper incense burner with a crane mouth was emitting curls of green smoke, exuding a delicate fragrance and covering Wu Sheng's face hazy.
Wu Sheng closed his eyes, his face showed neither sadness nor joy, just like a clay or wood sculpture.
After a long time, he spoke calmly.
"What he wants is the Holy White Xanthium fruit?"
"Exactly!" Bu Tianyi lowered his head, not daring to look directly in front of Wu Sheng. When Wu Sheng opened his eyes, a frightening light seemed to awaken.
"for what?"
"... I don't know." Bu Tianyi was covered in cold sweat, remembering that he had never asked this question. In Wu Sheng's mind, his own wisdom evaluation was probably greatly downgraded.
Fortunately, Wu Sheng did not have an attack, but just remained silent for a long time.
"The Holy White Xanthium Fruit is used to suppress evil spirits - what does he want this for?"
"Is he a member of the Demon Cult?" Bu Tianyi's face turned pale. Feng Ziyue was incredibly powerful. He single-handedly passed the six levels of the Tianwu Trial and overthrew a peak martial arts expert in front of him. He himself
He actually didn't even see him take action.
If he were a member of the Demon Cult and practiced demonic arts, he would be an extremely difficult opponent.
If you are not a member of the Demonic Cult, what is the use of this pure white Xanthium fruit?
"impossible!"
Wu Sheng shook his head. Feng Ziyue could not be a member of the demon sect. If he was practicing demon arts, he would probably not be able to stay on this Canglan Holy Mountain for a day. Under the influence of Qingxin White Mist, he would naturally be in extreme pain.
, with only 10% of the 10% kung fu available, how could it be possible to easily defeat a young master at the peak of martial arts?
Bu Tianyi also knew that his guess was ridiculous and his face turned red, but he still couldn't figure out the reason why he didn't want anything else but just the holy white Xanthium fruit.
"I'm worried that he is trying to lure the snake out of its hole..."
"Luring the snake out of its hole?"
Bu Tianyi was stunned for a moment, "Master Wu Sheng, are you saying that he doesn't really want the Holy White Xanthium Fruit, but wants to see the reaction of our Canglan Mountain?"
Wu Sheng nodded, "If my prediction is correct, he should have some accomplices as internal agents. You denied it at that time, which has made people look at our true and false status!"
What Wu Sheng said was almost word for word - it's a pity that he didn't know Feng Ziyue's intention of asking for the Holy White Xanthium Fruit, and his final reasoning was far from the point.
"That means someone wants to deal with us in Canglan Mountain!" Bu Tianyi suddenly realized, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.
It is almost normal for someone to want to deal with Canglan Holy Mountain.
There is almost no one in the Xiantian Secret Realm who is not jealous of the status and collection of the Canglan Holy Mountain. Otherwise, they would not send their best descendants to die in the Tianwu Trial, year after year, day after day. The most important reason is,
Or just 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's inheritance. Even if there are indeed disciples of the Innate Secret Realm who have been inherited, it has nothing to do with their original place of origin.
As for those who have deliberately planned to invade Canglan Holy Mountain over the past thousands of years, there are countless others.
However, if their guess is true this time, it will be completely different.
Since the visitor called out the Holy White Xanthium Fruit, he has obviously mastered the biggest secret in Canglan Mountain - that is, the purpose of the Holy White Xanthium Fruit.
"Sir..." Cold sweat dripped down Bu Tianyi's forehead, and he had murderous intent in his heart.
Wu Sheng waved his hand, his expression still very leisurely.
"Don't be anxious. Let's distinguish between friends and foes. Go and tell that boy tomorrow that I will see him in three days!"
Feng Ziyue had already put on night clothes, and together with Feng Bufan, quietly sneaked towards the back mountain.
Of course, he didn't know that Wu Sheng had doubts about him, but his naturally sharp intuition also made him feel that there was something strange everywhere on Canglan Holy Mountain.
There is actually a person practicing magic in the holy land of martial arts, and this person may have a higher status than the master of the Zhenwu Palace. Although the Feng family and his son do not know the power structure of the Canglan Holy Mountain in detail, the master of the Zhenwu Palace, Bu Tianyi,
, is already the person responsible for daily affairs on the Prime Minister's Hill.
Apart from the Martial Saint, there are only a few elders and protectors who have a higher status than him.
People like this actually practice magic skills. If it spreads, I'm afraid 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 about. In the process of annihilating the Demon Sect, Canglan Holy Mountain also put in a lot of effort, but I don’t know how such a thing happened.
thing.
In fact, Feng Ziyue had no intention of getting involved in these trivial matters. All he wanted to do was to obtain the Holy White Xanthium Fruit for his mother Chu Hongyu as soon as possible and treat her injuries.
As for whether Canglan Holy Mountain is a demon, what does it have to do with him?
What's more, according to the experience of the previous life, there has been no disturbance in Canglan Holy Mountain in the next thirty years. During the Shenshui catastrophe, it also tried its best to resist and suffered heavy losses.
Even if some of them practice demonic arts, there is obviously no conspiracy to collude with demons and bring harm to all living beings, and Feng Ziyue naturally doesn't care.
"Yue'er, the secret room where the Holy White Xanthium Fruit is stored is in front of you, be careful!"
Feng Bufan, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and listened carefully. After confirming that there was no movement, he moved forward slowly and quietly.
The white mist blocks the energy and spiritual consciousness of heaven and earth. It also has an advantage. As long as it is hidden in the dark, it is not easy for even innate masters to detect it. Feng Ziyue does not need to use the shadowless magic core. He only needs to be careful not to make a sound.
.
"There are eighteen people guarding this secret room. Two of them in the inner room are the protectors of Canglan Holy Mountain. They are among the very few innate masters who practice Buddhist miraculous skills..."
Feng Bufan inspected it many times and knew the layout of this place very well.
He had repeatedly stolen fruits, but he always fell into the hands of these two guardians. Fortunately, Feng Bufan had excellent Qinggong and ran away quickly, so he ran away when the incident was revealed, so he did not suffer much.
"If we want to successfully obtain the Holy White Xanthium Fruit, we must not disturb these two people. These two people have been granted permission by the Martial Saint to activate the energy of heaven and earth on Canglan Mountain, but dad can't. He started to use his hands.
You will definitely suffer..."
The two of them sat at the door of the inner room, guarding the treasures in the room and never leaving.
Is there any way to sneak into the inner room without them discovering it? Feng Ziyue looked at his father in confusion.
Feng Bufan smiled awkwardly, "Actually, I have tried this method several times, either by setting fire outside to attract their attention; or by pretending to pass on the elders' oral instructions, or by inviting them to drink - but after so many times,
These two people have learned their lesson, just sitting at the door and not moving, but now I want Yue'er to think of a way..."
Feng Ziyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't expect that his father would be so diligent and train two innate masters who he didn't care about to such an extent. I'm afraid that the ordinary methods have no effect.
I can’t say—I can only call in!
"Dad, if someone here raises the alarm, how long will it take for us to escape?"
Feng Bufan was stunned for a moment, "Although this place is in the back hill, it is not far from the secret rooms. There are guards. It will only take half a stick of incense to come together when the time comes..."
"good!"
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, "Dad! Let's seize this half-stick of incense time!"
He suddenly accelerated, turned over and landed in front of the secret room. At the door of the secret room, there were two people patrolling, but he knocked them unconscious with two blows from his hand.
"In a moment, the two guardians, I'll deal with the one on the left, dad, you deal with the one on the right, hurry up!"
He didn't even say hello, but already took a strong move. Feng Bufan wanted to stop him, but he couldn't stop him in time. Who would have thought that this kid would be so reckless! At this point, he could only move forward bravely. Feng Bufan gritted his teeth and followed.
Feng Ziyue's figure broke into the secret room.
The secret room was divided into an inner room and an outer room. The outer room was guarded by more than ten people. As soon as they saw their intrusion, Reality set off a firework signal, and then came to block it. Feng Ziyue was not polite, and his attack was like lightning. In an instant, they were
Several people have been brought down.
Feng Bufan rushed into the room. His Wind Song Technique was erratic and extremely lethal to these Wu Zun-level enemies. In just a few encounters, he had already knocked down the remaining guards.
He has come here several times to steal the Holy White Xanthium Fruit, but he has never been so tough, so he couldn't help but find it a bit funny.
Feng Ziyue knocked everyone unconscious and threw them out. He kicked open the door of the inner room with one kick. After rushing forward, he felt two cold murderous auras locking on him. With a scolding, the sword was unsheathed and crossed.
apart,
Hearing the constant banging sound, I thought that the two people in the dark were also attacking like the wind, and they struck dozens of moves in a row.
As expected, the innate master lived up to his reputation. Feng Ziyue's forward momentum was blocked and he had to retreat. Feng Bufan was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he used the unique skill of Yin Feng Jue to strike out with a palm of his hand, wind and residual clouds, forcing the two people back a few steps
After a few steps, I could see their faces clearly.
One was tall and fat, while the other was as skinny as a stick, but both had a look of surprise on their faces.
"One has the surname Gao and the other has the surname Zhou. They are both protectors on the mountain. The protector Gao is good at the Skanda pestle method and is powerful and powerful. The protector Zhou practices the Immovable Ming King method and is hard to be hurt by swords. I will deal with this one with the surname Gao!"
Feng Bufan sent a message to Feng Ziyue to tell him that Chongdu had rushed in, and he had no choice but to fight. Although he knew that he was under the influence of the white mist, he might not be the opponent of the two, but he still picked the stronger one first.
The enemy, who was on the same level, swung his palms continuously and struck at the skinny man.
It turned out that the thin man had a surname of Gao, and he practiced the powerful Skanda Pest Technique, and his attack power was extremely powerful. Feng Bufan was worried that Feng Ziyue could not stop him, so he chose this man.
As for the Protector Zhou, when he saw his companions being attacked, he immediately added the blessing of King Fudo's mind. His whole body flashed with golden light, and his defense was stronger than the golden bell.
These innate masters who rest on the secrets of Buddhism also absorb the energy of Buddha nature. If they abide by the precepts, the effect will naturally be better. Feng Ziyue nodded slightly. This week, the guardian of the law has practiced the Fufu Mingwang method, and it has reached the state of perfection.
, so that the whole body will be radiated with golden light.
This secret skill was something that Hu Xiaodao could learn as he advanced in the future. Feng Ziyue was not polite, and a series of three swords came out here, bringing out a ball of blazing white light. The protector Zhou relied on his strong defense, so he didn't take it seriously, and instead used Capture
Technique, to catch his wrist.
boom!
Bang bang!
The three swords struck hard, but no wounds appeared. Instead, they made a banging sound like a bell. Protector Zhou vomited blood, flew out, and fell against the wall, unconscious.
"Old Zhou!"
The high protector was taken aback, lost his mind, and lost his skills with the pestle. Feng Bufan hit him on the shoulder with a close palm, causing his bones to break. He fell two steps, became angry, raised the pestle, and was about to fight back when he suddenly rolled his eyes.
, and fell softly to the ground, revealing Feng Ziyue behind him.
Feng Bufan's heart was in a state of shock. His son's martial arts had actually reached such an extent! No wonder he had no scruples and killed him head-on!
He would not think that these two innate masters were parallel imports, but in just a blink of an eye, they were dealt with by Feng Ziyue - what benefits did he gain from the Tianwu trial!
No matter how strong his son is, even if the father feels a little sad, he will still be happy for his son after all.
"Let's go get our things and leave!"
Noisy sounds could be heard in the distance. It could be seen that no matter how fast they moved, backup would be coming soon. No matter how high Feng Ziyue was, he would not be able to stop the continuous attacks from people, not to mention the Martial Saint and several others.
Elders, they are all above the middle stage of Xiantian, they are not rookies like these two protectors.
Feng Ziyue nodded and hurried into the room. He saw no furnishings in the secret room, only a glass bowl hanging in the air. There was a white fruit in the bowl, emitting a soft light.
"Holy White Xanthium Fruit!"
Feng Bufan was overjoyed, shouted loudly, flew up, stretched out his hand to grab the glass bowl, Feng Ziyue was shocked, stretched out his hand to grab it, but found nothing.
"Dad, be careful! That's not the Holy White Xanthium fruit!"
He flew up, grabbed the glass lamp in front of Feng Bufan, and heard a rattling sound. Suddenly, where he landed, the stone slab fell off, revealing a large pit.
Feng Ziyue calmly faced the danger, turned around in the air, and pushed Feng Bufan out first, but he used his own strength to jump forward to avoid the bottomless pit.
Unexpectedly, just as he jumped up, a strong pressure suddenly hit his face. Feng Ziyue was in mid-air and couldn't dodge, so he had to wave his sword to block him. Amidst the loud bang, he couldn't take advantage of the force and flew out upside down.
, plummeting toward the bottomless pit!
"Yue'er!"
Feng Bufan roared angrily and stretched out his hand to pull, but missed a step. Feng Ziyue's body fell down in front of him. With a bang, the stone slab had been reset, sealing the retreat!
This time, Feng Bufan was heartbroken. With a roar, he slapped the person in front of him with his palm. However, he heard that person also scream in surprise, with a look of panic on his face. It was Bu Tianyi, the master of Zhenwu Palace.
He just saw someone coming out and blocked the move in a daze, but he didn't see clearly that the glass bowl in the room had been taken away, and the mechanism under the secret room had been opened. Before he could see who it was, he had already slapped the person down.
This is terrible!
Bu Tianyi's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. When he saw that the glass bowl and the white fruit had been taken away, he screamed in his heart.
