I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Feng Liancheng regarded it as Chen Luo, and said word by word: "Empty talk is nothing! This matter is related to the safety of our Tiger Clan, and it also involves another big secret in your Qilin domain!"

"You make a blood oath, and I will say it."

"Otherwise, you're going to kill me anyway, so it's better to be happy."

Chen Luo's face was serious: "It involves the Qilin domain?"

I have to listen to this, otherwise I won't be able to talk about going to Tangcheng first rank to take a bath in the future.

"I hope you don't disappoint me."

As he said that, Chen Luo forced out a drop of essence blood, and said according to the Yaozu bloodline oath: "Golden Crow's bloodline Ranhao swears today that if what Yihufeng Liancheng said is true, I will not take his life. "

As the voice fell, ripples appeared on the Golden Crowjing blood, which was a sign that the oath was effective. Chen Luo opened his mouth, and this drop of Jing blood engraved with the Golden Crow oath flew into Chen Luo's body again.

If there were no special circumstances, and Chen Luo violated his oath, then this drop of blood would have a bloodline backlash. Unless, like Feng Liancheng did last time, someone with the same bloodline and extremely high Cultivation Base makes a move and pays a certain price to directly disperse the drop of essence blood, in order to avoid the bloodline backlash.

But even so, the purity of one's own blood will be affected to a certain extent.

Therefore, the blood oath is still very trustworthy in Yaozu.

Of course, this is all "if there are no special circumstances"...

Seeing that Chen Luo had made the oath, Feng Liancheng heaved a sigh of relief, propped himself up and sat up. As long as he doesn't die, there will be plenty of opportunities for revenge in the future.

"How much do you know about White Tiger, one of the Five Spirit Monarchs?" Feng Liancheng said.

Chen Luo frowned, raised his leg and stepped directly on Feng Liancheng's calf, and there was a crisp "click".

"Ah!" Feng Liancheng cried out in pain again, "Ranhao, what are you doing!"

"I asked you to tell the secret, not to put on airs with me!" Chen Luo stared at Feng Liancheng, "You figure it out, if you haven't revealed your secret, I can kill you at any time!"

Feng Liancheng was stunned for a moment, a wave of demonic power wrapped around the broken leg, he looked at Chen Luo with some resentment, clenched his fists unconsciously, gritted his teeth, and said, "I was wrong, I'll say it again."

"Five Spirit Emperor Demons, Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, Black Tortoise, Qilin, are the earliest demon race created by the demon ancestors, born with the blood of emperor demons. When they were created, they were divided into five directions and belonged to Five Elements."

"Oriental Jiayi wood, Azure Dragon."

"Southern Bingdinghuo, Vermilion Bird."

"Northern Renkui water, Black Tortoise."

"Western Gengxin Gold, White Tiger."

"Central Wujitu, Qilin."

Seeing a hint of impatience on Chen Luo's face, Feng Liancheng hastened to speed up his narration: "Among them, the White Tiger bloodline is the most frequently seen in our Tiger Clan. Counting the current empress Feng Nanzhi, it is already the fifth seat."

"Also the only female White Tiger."

"However, Geng Xinjin is strong and strong, while Feng Nanzhi is a woman with a feminine physique. Isn't this a conflict?"

Chen Luo frowned slightly: "What are you trying to say?"

Feng Liancheng's voice was deep and low: "White Tiger is not complete!"

"Although Feng Nanzhi has the blood of White Tiger, he doesn't have the physique to bear this blood, so..."

"She can't become a demon emperor!"

Chen Luo frowned upon hearing this.

According to Wen Yunsun, Feng Nanzhi is the biggest variable between the human race and Nanhuang in the future. In the final analysis, Feng Nanzhi is likely to break through to the emperor demon realm comparable to Saint.

But now he was told that Feng Nanzhi couldn't become a demon emperor?

"Hmph, are you so easy to deceive when I'm a child?" Chen Luo snorted coldly, "You have more than one ancestor of the tiger tribe, and I don't know how many old immortal Great Saints. If Feng Nanzhi really If she can't become a demon emperor, why did the Tiger Clan lift her up to the position of Empress, the leader of the Tiger Clan!"

"Also, for such an important matter, you are just a young master of the lineage, and it has only been a few months since you completed the Great Saint.

How did you know! "

Feng Liancheng explained: "This is not a secret. As a woman, bearing the blood of White Tiger will inevitably lead to the incompleteness of White Tiger. The real big family actually understands."

"Just one thing, those big clans, even my Tiger clan, were kept in the dark by Feng Nanzhi."

"Everyone thought that when Feng Nanzhi broke through from the ancestor demon to the emperor demon, if there was no countermeasure, the hidden danger of White Tiger's incompleteness would explode, and it was almost impossible to succeed."

"So, the Tiger Clan agreed that when the Empress advances to the Ancestral Demon Realm, she will marry my father. My father is the best heir of the Yihu lineage for thousands of years. When he is promoted to the Ancestral Demon Realm, he will definitely return to his ancestors and become a prehistoric one! "

"But do you think this is to breed better offspring?"

"No, this is a means to help Feng Nanzhi overcome the incompleteness of White Tiger. Because there is a murderous intent in Qiongqi's origin, this murderous intent can cover up a woman's femininity and increase Feng Nanzhi's chances of being promoted to the Emperor Demon."

"My father is now at the peak of the first rank, and can breakthrough to the Ancestral Demon Realm at any time. It is to cooperate with Feng Nanzhi that he has been suppressing his own Realm."

"Since Feng Nanzhi took control of the Tiger Clan, in order to prevent other big clans from attacking Feng Nanzhi, the Tiger Clan shrank completely and hibernated. Why do you think I chose my Yihu lineage as the claws of the Tiger Clan to deter all the clans? No matter how perverse and presumptuous the actions of the Tiger Clan are, the Tiger Clan will never pursue them?"

"That's the tiger clan's compensation for my winged tiger lineage!"

"It's just..." Feng Liancheng showed a sinister smile, "I only found out recently that we were all deceived by Feng Nanzhi!"

Chen Luo frowned, raised his head, and slapped Feng Liancheng with a "slap".

Feng Liancheng looked at Chen Luo in surprise, covered his cheek with a bloody handprint, and asked frantically, "What are you doing!"

"I don't like your smile just now, don't show it again." Chen Luo said lightly, "Go on, how did you get cheated?"

Feng Liancheng wanted to cry, but he continued, "The point where White Tiger's incomplete outbreak is not at all the time to advance to the Emperor Demon, but the time to advance to the Ancestral Demon."

"She didn't dare to let people know, because if the news spread, there would be enemies who would obstruct it."

"After all, the Great Saint environment is too fragile."

There was a playful look on Chen Luo's face: "How did you know this secret?"

Feng Liancheng hesitated for a moment before saying: "To be precise, unless Feng Nanzhi himself admits this matter, who can be sure? I also guess."

Chen Luo raised his hand and was about to hit him, Feng Liancheng hurriedly shouted: "I can explain, I can explain!"

"Tell me." Chen Luo put down his hands and said.

"An incident happened before the Qilin domain. A broken tablet from Qilin's tomb was stolen. Do you know at this time?"

Chen Luo nodded, the mysterious egg in his storage order was bought at the auction at that time.

Feng Liancheng continued: "That time, it was my ancestor demon of the Tiger Clan who made the move. I did a private investigation, and it should be Feng Feifei, the ancestor of Wangmai."

"Feng Feifei is Feng Nanzhi's protector, so he drew my attention to Feng Nanzhi."

"Qilin's tomb is an ancient legend of the monster race. It is said that when the first Qilin patriarch died, he dissipated his prehistoric aura and enveloped an area, which is today's Qilin area. Qilin's heart turned into the spirit of the beast blood formation, Guard the Qilin domain."

"But the body of Qilin Patriarch was buried in Qilin's tomb."

"I don't know how many years later, an ancestor demon coveted Qilin's blood and wanted to find the body of Qilin's great ancestor. As a result, Qilin's tomb disappeared and the tombstones were scattered."

"It is rumored that as long as the tombstones are assembled, Qilin's tomb can be summoned again."

Feng Liancheng said: "Qilin is the emperor demon in the center, carrying all directions. If Qilin's bloodline really exists, it may be more effective for Feng Nanzhi than Qilin's bloodline."

Chen Luo thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "First of all, how can you be sure that this broken tablet must be wanted by Feng Nanzhi? Secondly, even if Qilin's bloodline is more effective for Feng Nanzhi, then she will prepare a way out for her to advance to the Emperor Demon It also makes sense, why do you think she will use it when she advances to the ancestor demon?"

Hearing this, Feng Liancheng wanted to sneer, but felt a dull pain on his face, so he quickly withdrew his smile and said, "That's right, this alone really doesn't make sense."

"But since I noticed this incident, I did other investigations and found an interesting phenomenon."

"That is, since Feng Nanzhi was promoted to Great Saint, she will do Closed Door Training every once in a while."

"But what's strange is that every time she does Closed Door Training, there will be a Great Saint mysterious Death on Nanhuang, and the grade is the same as Feng Nanzhi."

"As for those Great Saints of Death, they all have one thing in common: they are all true flame blood!"

"True Flame Bloodline?" Chen Luo's eyes froze, and he imagined the appearance of the wind chime facing him naked in his mind.

"Yes, True Flame Bloodline." Feng Liancheng didn't notice the change in Chen Luo's face, and continued, "Boldly guess, when the White Tiger's body is not strong enough to carry the White Tiger Bloodline, you must find a way to reintroduce it. It's a balance between the two."

"For the most yin body, the true flame bloodline is a good choice. Although it will cost a certain price, it can always be suppressed."

"But this method cannot be used frequently. If the person behind it is really Feng Nanzhi, it means that the imbalance between her blood and physique is already very serious, and she can't wait for the day when she is promoted to the Emperor Demon."

"Combining these two things, I guess that the flash point of White Tiger's incompleteness is when Feng Nanzhi advances from the peak Great Saint to the ancestor demon."

After saying this, Feng Liancheng looked at Chen Luo, but saw that Chen Luoyi was in a daze, as if he didn't listen to what he said.

"Golden Crow..." Feng Liancheng called out, and Chen Luo came back to his senses.

"I want to ask you something." Chen Luo said, "There is a Great Saint in your Tiger Clan named... Forget it, the name may also be fake. Is there a Great Saint, Cultivation Base first rank, female, in human form About seventeen or eighteen years old."

After thinking for a while, Chen Luo stretched out his hand directly, pulling Monster Qi with his soul to form a phantom of a wind chime.

"do you know it?"

Feng Liancheng looked at the phantom carefully, then shook his head: "I don't know it."

"Really don't know?"

"All Tiger Clan's Great Saint information is in my head, it really doesn't look like this."

"But the eyebrows look familiar..."

As he said that, Feng Liancheng looked at the phantom carefully again, and suddenly his pupils shrank: "Empress!"

Chen Luo trembled when he heard the words: "What are you yelling?"

Feng Liancheng shook his head: "No, it looks like this. Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I have seen it in my father's painting. He painted the empress Feng Nanzhi."

"It's just Feng Nanzhi from ten years ago!"

"Ten years ago?" Chen Luo frowned.

At this time, Chen Luo had a bold idea in his heart.

"Then what about this person?" Chen Luo pulled Monster Qi back into a human form.

Under Chen Luo's tugging, a tall and graceful figure emerged.

This is before Chen Luo left, when he ventured back and saw Feng Ling fighting fiercely with the peacock Great Saint, Feng Ling transformed into a figure.

"Empress!" Feng Liancheng subconsciously pushed back and blurted out.

Even without looking at his face, Feng Liancheng could recognize this demeanor and this posture. Then he looked at Chen Luo strangely.

This Golden Crow has obviously never seen the Empress, so why can she appear in her illusion?

At this moment, Chen Luo rested his chin and fell into deep thought.

No way no way?

The wind chime is Feng Nanzhi?

Fuck, Loli and Onee-san rolled into one...

Hmm... and the attributes of a queen!

No, thinking about something messy, that's not the point, the point is that this empress has been touched all over by herself!

Although "Love is not your last resort",

but--

Needless to say, it feels really good...

Chen Luo, what are you thinking! stop!

Don't forget, there is a dragon coiled at home!

Chen Luo took a deep breath, and then let it out long.

Don't check anymore, don't check anymore.

That's the end of the matter. In the future, when I transform into a Golden Crow, I have to fly around the Tiger Crow.

Hey, Golden Crow, look, what have you done behind my Bai Ze bloodline and human bloodline!

Suddenly, Chen Luo thought of something and looked at Feng Liancheng: "Who else knows about this except you?"

"Not anymore." Feng Liancheng shook his head, "Only I know."

Chen Luo said in disbelief: "Your father is Feng Nanzhi's future...husband-in-law, will you not tell your father about such things?"

Feng Liancheng opened his mouth, but did not speak.

Chen Luo saw that Feng Liancheng seemed to have something to hide, and Chen Luo stepped forward, as if about to make a move. Seeing this, Feng Liancheng quickly said, "Feng Bugui is not my biological father!"

Chen Luo was taken aback: Huh? Got blood?

Feng Liancheng sighed: "The wind does not return is actually my uncle. My mother...is a low-blooded Tiger Clan. It was my father who got drunk and had sex, and I was born."

"Later my father died in battle, and my uncle asked the ape clan to help with the deduction, only to find out that my father still has blood alive, so he found me."

"Uncle recognized me as his adopted son, and after he became the master of Yihu lineage, he named me young master."

Feng Liancheng raised his head and looked at Chen Luo: "If my uncle and Feng Nanzhi get married, even if it's not for the sake of children, they will eventually give birth to children. How do you think I will deal with myself then?"

"With my uncle's blood, if he finds out that he was deceived by Feng Nanzhi, he will definitely feel ashamed. At that time, I will be his only relative."

"Besides, with his ability, he can easily enter the Ancestral Demon Realm, and even go further. It is not hopeless to try to attack the Emperor Demon. What will be my status then?"

A playful smile appeared on Chen Luo's face: "So, you actually don't want Feng Nanzhi to be your stepmother, right?"

It's no wonder why the majestic leader of the tiger clan is so full of intrigue and tricks to attack the city?

It turns out that he has low self-esteem and insecurity in his bones.

It all made sense.

Feng Liancheng laughed miserably: "What's more, a blind person can tell that he is really emotional for Feng Nanzhi."

"If I tell him this, maybe...in order to protect Feng Nanzhi, he will kill me himself!"

Hearing Feng Liancheng say these words, Chen Luo frowned slightly.

For no reason, Chen Luo's heart was touched slightly, and he felt that his breath was not moving smoothly, and a mouthful of stagnant air was stuck in his chest, neither inhaled nor exhaled.

Originally, he wanted to ask something out of Feng Liancheng's mouth, but suddenly he felt a little less interested.

"Okay, you've done well, let's bypass you." Chen Luo patted Feng Liancheng on the shoulder, turned around and walked out of the cave.

Feng Liancheng was a little surprised: "You... just let me go like this?"

Shouldn't he seal himself up and wait until the end of this wild operation?

Shouldn't you just knock yourself out and throw it somewhere in the middle of nowhere?

Really let yourself go like this.

"Of course, I'm Golden Crow Ranhao, and I'll say Nine Cauldrons!" Chen Luo walked to the entrance of the cave, stopped suddenly, and said, "By the way, you told me so many secrets, and I'll tell you a secret too."

"What..." Feng Liancheng responded subconsciously, but he quickly realized that he covered his ears, "Don't listen, don't listen! I understand the rules, I don't want to know any secrets?"

"Really? That's such a pity!" As Chen Luo spoke, he disbanded the Golden Crow bloodline on his body and instantly restored his human form.

At this Setsuna, Feng Liancheng was also stunned: "Are you... a human race?"

Chen Luo took a deep breath and walked back to the cave: "Speaking of which, I want to thank you."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten this Martial Dao Wenxin, and I wouldn't be where I am today."

Feng Liancheng narrowed his pupils when he heard Chen Luo's words.

"You...you are... Chen Luo!"

Chen Luo's complexion sank, as if a phantom of a big sun rose behind him, Chen Luo clenched his fists, and the whole body was filled with colorful colors, and the sound of a tiger whining faintly could be heard.

"Feng Liancheng, catch my punch, and I will spare you!" As he said, Chen Luo punched Feng Liancheng.

In Setsuna, it was as if an arhat figure flew out of Chen Luo's fist and rushed towards Feng Liancheng.

Feng Liancheng hurriedly activated the Monster Qi defense, but the arhat figure landed in front of Feng Liancheng, and immediately punched thousands of times, as if ignoring Feng Liancheng's defense, and punched the tiger clan's vitals.

"You..." Feng Liancheng felt his internal organs rupture one by one, staring fixedly at Chen Luo in front of him, at this moment, he seemed to suddenly understand.

Chen Luo, Bai Mo, Golden Crow...

All alone.

Nan Huang, was deceived by him!

Feng Liancheng felt that his own vitality was rapidly disappearing, and he asked Chen Luo the last question——

"This attack seems to be aimed at my Tiger Clan. What kind of magical power is it?"

Chen Luo replied lightly: "Martial Dao sincerely, Arhat Fuhu Fist!"

The phantom of Arhat dissipated, and Feng Liancheng crashed to the bottom without making a sound.

Chen Luo glanced at Feng Liancheng's figure, sighed softly, and transformed into Golden Crow again.

Chen Luo stretched out his hand and flicked it, and a flame fell on Feng Liancheng's body, and Feng Liancheng's body instantly burst into flames.

"Golden Crow didn't kill you, Golden Crow buried you!" Chen Luo sighed softly.

A moment later, Feng Liancheng's body was incinerated into ashes, only a fist-sized ball of blood refined by the flames was suspended in mid-air.

Chen Luo took out a jade bottle, filled it with blood essence, and nodded: "It doesn't take so much for cremation, the boss is kind!"

After finishing speaking, he put away the jade bottle, turned around and walked out of the cave.

It's just that Chen Luo just walked out of the cave, looked at the vast field, and suddenly patted his head.

"Grass, reckless."

"You should ask Feng Liancheng where he killed him!"

Weihu Mountain.

"What? The Golden Crow has entered the wilderness?" Feng Nanzhi stood up excitedly, then felt something was wrong, and sat down again, with a dignified and majestic tone, raised her head, and said lightly, "Very well, I understand."

The secret guard lowered his head, and asked, "Do you want your subordinates to send people to the wilderness, wait for Golden Crow to show up, and capture him?"

The sentence "It's so good" came out of Feng Nanzhi's mouth, and she swallowed it back, and said, "No need."

Feng Nanzhi thought for a while, and then explained: "Qilinyu must have arranged for someone to respond. After Golden Crow shows up, just pay attention to it. Step back."

The secret guard replied: "Yes!"

After speaking, the secret guard's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

Seeing the secret guard leave, Feng Nanzhi's face immediately collapsed, and a trace of irritability rose in his heart.

She didn't know what she was going to do with that Golden Crow, but she always wanted to hear from him.

"Hmph..." Feng Nanzhi snorted coldly in his heart.

At this time, a female waitress came in and said: "Your Majesty, Lord Yihu Fengmao please see me."

"Just say I'm recuperating, see you..." Feng Nanzhi said so much, Feng Feifei's voice reached Feng Nanzhi's ears: "Your Majesty, you have refused Feng Bugui's request to see you three times in a row."

Feng Nanzhi sighed softly after hearing the words: "Please."

A moment later, a figure dressed as a middle-aged scribe walked into the Great Hall, with a chic demeanor, and saluted Feng Nanzhi: "The winged tiger has not returned after the wind, so please greet Your Majesty."

"Ann!" Feng Nanzhi nodded, "Teacher, don't be too formal, just sit down."

Feng Bugui straightened up, looked straight at Feng Nanzhi, and showed a helpless smile: "Your Majesty still calls me a teacher?"

"In the past, I was connected to Weihu Mountain from the Peach Blossom Forest. It was the teacher who taught me, so naturally I have to call the teacher."

Feng Bugui said bitterly: "That happened twenty years ago, I just taught you for three years, and I can't be called a master and apprentice."

Feng Nanzhi said gently: "Nan Zhi has only lived for twenty-eight years now, this time is very long..."

Feng Bugui sighed, and said: "Three times before, the palace said that His Majesty was in Qingxiu. I think the day of promotion is not far away..."

Feng Nanzhi shook her head: "It still needs to be honed, and the foundation needs to be solid."

Feng Bugui looked at Feng Nanzhi, and after a while, said, "Nanzhi..."

"What does the teacher want to say?"

Feng Bugui looked at Feng Nanzhi's clear face, and opened his mouth: "It's nothing, I just came to see you."

"I'm relieved to see you're well."

Feng Bugui suddenly frowned, his originally gentle demeanor suddenly changed, and his murderous intent was fleeting.

"What's wrong?" Feng Nanzhi naturally sensed the abnormality of Feng Bugui and asked.

Feng Bugui said solemnly: "Cheng'er, you're dead..."

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