Chapter 3097: Can't Be Fake

all greeted Chen Ping, following suit. Before, they had looked down on Chen Ping, especially Zhu Hao. But ever since the Penglai Island incident, none of them dared to disobey Chen Ping!Chen Ping loo...Chapter 3097: Can't Be Fake

"I'm not interested in riding your sacred turtle. If I need one, I can tame my own."

The Ghostly Old Man of Mozhan shook his head!

Chen Ping thought about it and realized that this was right. The Ghost Elder of Mo Mountain wasn't weak, he had subdued a sacred turtle but let it go. If the spirit boat really sank, he could fully subdue another sacred turtle!

"Then I wonder why Senior stopped us" Chen Ping asked in puzzlement!

"I want to know, where did you learn your Holy Light Fist"

"I learned from an elder," Chen Ping replied!

However, he didn't directly mention Fengmo. After all, in the entire Heavenly Human Realm, many people hated the demon clan. If Chen Ping rashly said that he followed the demon clan to cultivate, he was afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings!

"Who are you following"

"This... " Chen Ping hesitated a bit!

"Why are you so inquisitive Who did you learn this from Do you really need to know everything"

Gao Qilan was a little unhappy. It was obvious that Chen Ping didn't want to say anything, but this Mo Shan ghost elder kept asking again and again!

Mo Shan Gui Lao ignored Gao Qilan and looked at Chen Ping instead. "Your Holy Light Fist is pure and powerful, clearly the direct lineage of the Feng Mo Clan."

As far as I know, after the battle between gods and demons, Feng Mo was exterminated, and the Feng Mo lineage fell apart. Nowadays, no one practices this pure holy light fist.

After hearing the words of Mo Shan Gui Lao, Chen Ping pondered for a moment and said, "To be honest, this Saint Light Fist was personally taught to me by Senior Feng Mo."

The Ghost Elder of Mount Mo, upon hearing this, was immediately shocked: “Impossible, absolutely impossible, Grand Ancestor Fengmo...”

Just as I mentioned, Mo Shan Gui Lao suddenly clamped his mouth shut, as if realizing he had said something inappropriate!

While Chen Ping keenly caught the words of the Ghost Elder from Mount Mo, his brows furrowed instantly. "Wind Demon Ancestor Could it be that you are a demon cultivator, from the Wind Demon lineage"

Mo Shan Gui Lao, seeing this, could only nod: "Not bad, I am indeed a demon cultivator, belonging to the Feng Mo lineage. To survive, I practiced a complete set of skills, so my aura can change thousands of times. This is also to prevent people from noticing my demon race's identity."

>But precisely because of this, my strength has not improved in the past few hundred years. I have been guarding Mount Tianmo, hoping that one day I can clear the name of my Fengmo lineage.

"The ancestor of the Wind Demon died thousands of years ago, and even his disciples and grandchildren who had seen him are now dead or injured. How could he personally teach you the Holy Light Fist"

The Ghost Elder of Demon Mountain didn't believe Chen Ping's words, after all, it was too outrageous.

"Lord Fengmo wasn't dead. A sliver of his soul was suppressed within the Demon Suppressing Pagoda in the mortal realm. By chance, I rescued Lord Fengmo and he passed on to me the Holy Light Fist."

He also said, "Give me a chance, and Tianmo Mountain will see..."

Chen Ping said truthfully!

"What The Wind Demon Ancestor didn't die He returned to Heaven Demon Mountain Why didn't I see him"

The Ghostly Old Man of Mount Mo trembled with excitement, his whole body shaking slightly!

"Then I wouldn't know, maybe he's just a wisp of a soul and doesn't want people to know, perhaps when he recovers his physical body, he will appear."

Chen Ping didn't understand why Feng Mo had never appeared.

But think about it, Feng Mo is only left with a wisp of remnant soul, his strength must have been greatly reduced. If he appears now, he might be suppressed again!

He might be thinking that after his physical strength is restored, it won't be too late to make an appearance!

The Ghostly Old Man of Demon Mountain stared fixedly at Chen Ping: "You didn't lie to me"

"Why would I lie to you What would be the point for me"

And this Holy Light Fist of mine, can't be fake, right

Chen Ping said with a faint smile!

Mo Shan Gui Lao now completely believed Chen Ping. After all, Chen Ping's Saintly Light Fist was something only Feng Mo himself could teach, and no one else could learn it.e former wore plain homespun cloth, while the latter was adorned in silks and satins, resembling a wealthy landowner!Chen Ping stared intently at the old man before him, without a word."Bold! To tresp...