Martial arts master: My aptitude depends entirely on the pile of exercises

"See Sacrificial Elder."

"Ah."

The sacrificial elder Yuchi Lin nodded silently, then looked at Yang Can and said:

"It's easy to prove your words, Haotian, come here and relax."

"Yes."

Bai Haotian stepped forward calmly, sat cross-legged, and assumed a rather relaxed posture.

Yu Chilin stepped forward slowly, and gently placed his hand on the other's head, and then two shadows of nothingness appeared on the top of their heads.

One is a majestic tiger, and the other is an extremely flexible monkey.

After a while, the vision gradually disappeared.

Even the demon clans including Lan Chao'an showed a relieved expression.

"This is the inspiration technique of my monster race. Through the soul connection between the two, it is easy to determine whether the other party is infected by a foreign race."

Seeing this, Yang Can knew that what he said was useless.

He had no choice but to remain silent.

Thinking in his heart, whether it is necessary to activate the flesh and blood puppets to break the shackles and leave this place.

However, this demon world is extremely strange, coupled with the invasion of alien races, and the red moon hanging in the sky, he doesn't know how to return to the human race.

What's more, if this flesh and blood puppet comes out, it will be more confirmed that he is a foreigner. The group of monster masters in front of him will definitely not let him go.

"We must think of a surefire plan..."

When he was thinking about it, Lan Chaoan suddenly said coldly:

"Why, you still refuse to say it, right? Take him down and torture him! If you don't want to say anything again, throw him into the melting fire of eternity! Kill him completely!"

The two strong monsters were about to listen to orders, but the fox girl Shen Qingyi broke into the crowd and said:

"Wait! Patriarch! I believe him, there must be some misunderstanding!"

Lan Chaoan frowned:

"Qingyi, get out of the way, I can't risk the survival of the monster race, everything related to the alien race must be eliminated!"

"But patriarch, don't we still need his help to enter the ancestral ruins and obtain the ancestral artifact?" Shen Qingyi turned her head and pointed at Yang Can and said hastily:

"And, you see, he still has his own consciousness, which is different from the monster race that was infected before, isn't it?"

Lan Chaoan was silent for a moment.

What Shen Qingyi said was right, those people who were infected by foreign races in the past have almost lost their minds.

I only know flesh and blood in front of my eyes, and only desire is left in my heart, and I only want to devour it.

But today, the fox looked normal.

"Patriarch, yes!" Bai Haotian, who confirmed that he was not infected, also comforted at the moment:

"You should know how difficult it is to find a human helper. Over the years, only three masters of the true martial arts are willing to enter the demon world to help me. If you miss this opportunity..."

Yang Can frowned slightly when he heard this, he couldn't figure out whether Bai Haotian was infected by a foreign race.

If it is not infected, how can the other party forget the secret of flesh and blood?

But if he was infected, why did this guy speak for him?

Could it be that he really regarded him as a foreigner, as one of his own?

He couldn't figure it out, and didn't think about it any more.

Anyway, that's fine, if there are more than one person talking, there might be a turning point in this matter, so you don't have to take the risk yourself.

"Detain him first and take good care of him! How to deal with it, I will make a decision after discussing with the elders."

as predicted.

After the dissuasion of the two, Lan Chaoan's tone softened a bit after all.

Yang Can also heaved a sigh of relief, it is better to be imprisoned than to be tortured for the time being, and if he takes a step to see, there may be a chance of escape.

Under the concerned eyes of Shen Qingyi and Bai Haotian, he was escorted away by several demon masters.

……

"Go in!"

A guard pushed Yang Can into the dark and damp dungeon, and the guard still didn't forget to take away the murder weapon on his body - the Ding Shen Sword.

"This sword seems pretty good!"

The two guards locked the door, giggling and wanting to draw out the Ding Shen Jian to watch for a while.

"If I were you, I would never draw this sword."

At this time, Yang Can's cold voice suddenly sounded.

The two monster guards shuddered for some reason, but turned around and snorted coldly:

"Hey, what are you proud of, a prisoner, isn't it just a broken sword? Why don't you give it to me!"

They were frightened by this, and they didn't have the intention to watch for a while, so they took their swords and left by themselves.

Yang Can was the only one left in the dungeon, but the Qingyang lock that trapped his body was still there, and it was obviously impossible to use his true strength to escape from this place, and his strength was completely sealed.

He tried it a little bit, and besides the flesh and blood puppet technique, divine sense can also be used as usual.

"Crench."

At this time, the door outside the cell was opened, and Bai Haotian walked in from the outside, apologetically saying:

"Brother Lu, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect it to end up like this."

"It's okay."

Yang Can waved his hand quite generously, and asked instead:

"It's just that you really don't remember the flesh and blood secret method you gave me?"

"Secret method of flesh and blood..." Bai Haotian frowned, showing a thoughtful attitude, and finally shook his head and said:

"No, I really don't remember any flesh and blood secrets."

Yang Can pondered for a moment, then asked again:

"Then what exercise did you give me when we traded for the first time? Do you remember?"

"Of course I remember this, it's..."

Bai Haotian looked very confident at the beginning, but when he was really asked to name the exercises, he froze in place.

"Yes Yes……"

He tried hard to remember the situation.

But the result was like amnesia, and he had no memory of this matter at all.

This made Bai Haotian's expression suddenly change.

"This, how is this possible, I really can't remember...Could it be, as you said, I am..."

He stared at Yang Can with a look of shock, a little unbelievable.

"But obviously, the psychic technique used to sacrifice the elders did not detect any problems, it shouldn't be."

"No, no, I can't have a problem, you nonsense! You nonsense!"

Bai Haotian suddenly became a little irritable.

At this time, Shen Qingyi also came in from the door, and she asked in surprise:

"Bai Haotian, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah! I'm fine, I'm fine." Bai Haotian, who came back to his senses, quickly responded.

He took a deep look at Yang Can, and left here a little uneasy.

……

"Are you OK?"

Standing outside the cell, Shen Qingyi asked worriedly.

Yang Can waved his hands indifferently:

"No."

If he really wants to go out, he can leave at any time.

"Don't worry, I will convince the patriarch to let you go." Shen Qingyi said seriously.

"I don't care, but I advise you to pay more attention to Bai Hao's talent." Yang Can decided to remind this fox girl who is the heir of the Qinghu clan.

"He, what's wrong?"

"If my guess is correct, he is the one who was really polluted by the alien race."

Yang Can's words were astonishing, and Shen Qingyi immediately exclaimed:

"How is it possible! There is no problem with the technique of inspiration, is it?"

Yang Can glanced at her with a mocking smile:

"Can you guarantee that this so-called inspiration technique must be correct?"

"This..." Shen Qingyi was silent, then shook her head and said:

"But you know, there's nothing I can do about it..."

She is only the heir of the Qinghu clan now, she has no rights, and all things must be ordered by the patriarch.

"No problem." Yang Can suggested:

"Just stare at him carefully. You don't need to do anything. If you find something wrong, just report to the patriarch."

"OK then."

Although there was still some doubts on her face, Shen Qingyi finally nodded. After a little silence, she asked again:

"By the way, can I still learn the human language from you?"

"Of course there is no problem, but before that, can you send me some exercises?"

Yang Can asked.

Although in prison, his thirst for knowledge has not diminished in the slightest.

Anyway, if you are idle here, you are idle, so why not look for a few exercises and improve your aptitude.

"Let me try."

Shen Qingyi agreed and left quickly.

Not long after, this lively fox girl came back again.

Under the obstruction of several guards, she still forcibly entered it to find Yang Can, and threw more than a dozen books of Xuan-level exercises into the cage.

Then, he asked with some doubts:

"Do you still have the time to read these exercises? Just don't worry that the patriarch will kill you at all?"

Yang Can casually flipped through a cheat book and said with a smile:

"Since I'm not from a foreign race, there's nothing to be afraid of. Besides, wouldn't you help me?"

Shen Qingyi lowered her head and muttered something, then discussed language issues with Yang Can, and then left again amidst the patriarch's shout.

In jail, but Yang Can's life is actually the same as before.

With the help of the fox girl, he has new exercises to practice every day, and while his aptitude keeps rising, his knowledge of the language of the monster clan is getting deeper and deeper.

This day, the night of the full moon.

The red moon in the sky is really like a jade plate, but the dazzling scarlet color makes one's heart chill.

The two guards who imprisoned Yang Can in the cell, Yuan Xing and Chen Hu, were sitting in the jailer's room boredly waiting for their shift.

At this time, Yuan Xing involuntarily looked at the simple long sword hanging on the wall.