"I don't want to ride on your holy turtle. I can tame a holy turtle if I need to."
The Old Devil Mountain Ghost shook his head!
Chen Ping was right when he thought about it. This Demon Mountain Ghost Elder was very powerful. He tamed a holy turtle but let it go. If the spirit ship really sank, he could have tamed a holy turtle again!
"Then why did senior stop us?" Chen Ping asked in confusion!
"I want to know, from whom did you learn Holy Light Fist?"
Demon Mountain Ghost asked with a serious face!
"Follow what an old-timer learned." Chen Ping replied!
However, he did not directly mention Feng Mo. After all, many people in the entire heaven and human world hate the demons. If Chen Ping rashly said that he practiced with the demons, he would be afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings!
"Which old-timer are you following?"
Devil Mountain Ghost asked!
"This..." Chen Ping hesitated!
"You, how can you get to the bottom of this? Who did you learn it from? Do I have to tell you?"
Gao Qilan was a little unhappy. It was obvious that Chen Ping didn't want to say anything, but the old devil kept asking!
Devil Mountain Ghost Lao ignored Gao Qilan, but looked at Chen Ping and said, "Your Holy Light Fist is extremely pure and powerful. It is obviously a direct descendant of the Feng Mo lineage."
"But as far as I know, after the war between gods and demons, the wind demon was destroyed and the wind demon lineage fell apart. Nowadays, no one knows this pure Holy Light Fist."
After hearing what Old Demon Mountain Ghost said, Chen Ping pondered for a moment and said, "To be honest, my Holy Light Fist was taught to me personally by Senior Feng Mo."
When the Devil Mountain Ghost heard this, he was immediately shocked. "Impossible, absolutely impossible, the Wind Demon Ancestor..."
Just when he said this, Devil Mountain Ghost Lao suddenly closed his mouth, as if he realized that he had said the wrong thing!
Chen Ping keenly captured the words of Demon Mountain Ghost Elder, and instantly frowned and said, "Ancestor Feng Mo? Are you a demon cultivator, from the lineage of Feng Mo?" >
Seeing this, Demon Mountain Ghost Lao could only nod his head, "Yes, I am indeed a demon cultivator and belong to the wind demon lineage. In order to survive, I have practiced complete skills, so the aura on my body can be ever-changing. This is also to avoid
Let people know my identity as a demon."
"But precisely because of this, my strength has not improved at all for hundreds of years. I have been guarding Tianmo Mountain, hoping that one day I can rectify the name of my Wind Demon lineage."
"The ancestor of the Wind Demon has been dead for thousands of years. Even the disciples and grandsons who have met him are now dead and injured. How could he personally teach you the Holy Light Fist?"
Devil Mountain Ghost Lao didn't believe what Chen Ping said, after all, it was too outrageous.
"Senior Feng Mo is not dead. A trace of his remnant soul was suppressed in the Demon Suppression Tower in the secular world. I rescued Senior Feng Mo by chance. He taught me the Holy Light Fist."
"He also said that if I had a chance, Tianmoshan would be here to meet me..."
Chen Ping said truthfully!
"What? The ancestor of Feng Mo is not dead? He has returned to Tian Mo Mountain? Why didn't I see him?"
Devil Mountain Ghost Lao's face was full of excitement, and his body was trembling slightly!
"Then I don't know. Maybe he is just a remnant soul and doesn't want people to know about it. Maybe he will appear when he regains his physical body."
Chen Ping also didn’t understand why Feng Mo never showed up!
But think about it, Feng Mo only has a remnant soul left, and his strength must be greatly reduced. If he shows up now, he might be suppressed again!
Maybe he thought that after regaining his physical strength, it wouldn't be too late to show up!
The Demon Mountain Ghost stared at Chen Ping, "You didn't lie to me?"
"What did I lie to you about? Does it mean anything to me?"
"And my Holy Light Fist cannot be fake, right?"
Chen Ping smiled lightly and said!
At this time, Demon Mountain Ghost Lao has completely believed in Chen Ping. After all, no one can learn Chen Ping's Holy Light Fist except Feng Mo himself. "I don't want to ride on your holy turtle. If I need it, I can."
Taming a holy turtle."
The Old Devil Mountain Ghost shook his head!
Chen Ping was right when he thought about it. This Demon Mountain Ghost Elder was very powerful. He tamed a holy turtle but let it go. If the spirit ship really sank, he could have tamed a holy turtle again!
"Then why did senior stop us?" Chen Ping asked in confusion!
"I want to know, from whom did you learn Holy Light Fist?"
Demon Mountain Ghost asked with a serious face! ??
"Follow what an old-timer learned." Chen Ping replied!
However, he did not directly mention Feng Mo. After all, many people in the entire heaven and human world hate the demons. If Chen Ping rashly said that he practiced with the demons, he would be afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings!
"Which old-timer are you following?"
Devil Mountain Ghost asked!
"This..." Chen Ping hesitated!
"You, how can you get to the bottom of this? Who did you learn it from? Do I have to tell you?"
Gao Qilan was a little unhappy. It was obvious that Chen Ping didn't want to say anything, but the old devil kept asking!
Devil Mountain Ghost Lao ignored Gao Qilan, but looked at Chen Ping and said, "Your Holy Light Fist is extremely pure and powerful. It is obviously a direct descendant of the Feng Mo lineage."
"But as far as I know, after the war between gods and demons, the wind demon was destroyed and the wind demon lineage fell apart. Nowadays, no one knows this pure Holy Light Fist."
After hearing what Old Demon Mountain Ghost said, Chen Ping pondered for a moment and said, "To be honest, my Holy Light Fist was taught to me personally by Senior Feng Mo."
When the Devil Mountain Ghost heard this, he was immediately shocked. "Impossible, absolutely impossible, the Wind Demon Ancestor..."
Just when he said this, Devil Mountain Ghost Lao suddenly closed his mouth, as if he realized that he had said the wrong thing!
Chen Ping keenly captured the words of Demon Mountain Ghost Elder, and instantly frowned and said, "Ancestor Feng Mo? Are you a demon cultivator, from the lineage of Feng Mo?" >
Seeing this, Demon Mountain Ghost Lao could only nod his head, "Yes, I am indeed a demon cultivator and belong to the wind demon lineage. In order to survive, I have practiced complete skills, so the aura on my body can be ever-changing. This is also to avoid
Let people know my identity as a demon."
"But precisely because of this, my strength has not improved at all for hundreds of years. I have been guarding Tianmo Mountain, hoping that one day I can rectify the name of my Wind Demon lineage."
"The ancestor of the Wind Demon has been dead for thousands of years. Even the disciples and grandsons who have met him are now dead and injured. How could he personally teach you the Holy Light Fist?"
Devil Mountain Ghost Lao didn't believe what Chen Ping said, after all, it was too outrageous.
"Senior Feng Mo is not dead. A trace of his remnant soul was suppressed in the Demon Suppression Tower in the secular world. I rescued Senior Feng Mo by chance. He taught me the Holy Light Fist."
"He also said that if I had a chance, Tianmoshan would be here to meet me..."
Chen Ping said truthfully!
"What? The ancestor of Feng Mo is not dead? He has returned to Tian Mo Mountain? Why didn't I see him?"
Devil Mountain Ghost Lao's face was full of excitement, and his body was trembling slightly!
"Then I don't know. Maybe he is just a remnant soul and doesn't want people to know about it. Maybe he will appear when he regains his physical body."
Chen Ping also didn’t understand why Feng Mo never showed up!
But think about it, Feng Mo only has a remnant soul left, and his strength must be greatly reduced. If he shows up now, he might be suppressed again!
Maybe he thought that after regaining his physical strength, it wouldn't be too late to show up!
The Demon Mountain Ghost stared at Chen Ping, "You didn't lie to me?"
"What did I lie to you about? Does it mean anything to me?"
"And my Holy Light Fist cannot be fake, right?"
Chen Ping smiled lightly and said!
At this time, Demon Mountain Ghost Lao completely believed in Chen Ping. After all, no one would learn Chen Ping's Holy Light Fist except Feng Mo himself.
