"Legendary powerhouse?"

Zhao Feng was stunned, he looked at it carefully several times, and finally confirmed that it was correct.

"Could it be that the Holy Domain has been monitoring my movements and knows that I have crossed Li Dequan? If this is the case......" Zhao Feng suddenly felt his hairs stand on end, and a sense of uneasiness under the surveillance of others at all times hit his heart.

"But it shouldn't be...... The process of my transformation of Li Dequan was all carried out in the Black Sea of Consciousness, how can the Holy Realm be explored? Look at the release time of the news on this platform...... It was probably sent out after I refined the blood mist, and it was too precise......"

Zhao Feng began to realize that he might have underestimated the existence of the "Sanctuary" platform from the beginning.

On the one hand, the platform does not become the mainstream of the network, and only prevails in specific groups, on the other hand, it separates ordinary users from strong users, and does not allow both parties to have the authority and opportunity to identify each other's identities, which protects the privacy of the strong to the greatest extent.

Even on the strong platform, there is a "privacy mode", which can hide all the information of the strong including ID, points, and level, so that the strong can develop more in the form of individuals.

It can be said that a strong person of any level, as long as he subjectively does not want to expose himself, will never be exposed.

Zhao Feng hurriedly hid all the data about "legend" in his strong ID, and the word "legend" that originally appeared in front of the ID was hidden, so that the powerhouses of the holy domain probably wouldn't notice that in this battle against the blood beast, there was a new legendary powerhouse.

"That's good, the legendary powerhouse's weekly salary is 20,000 yuan, with this money, life in the future will be easier. Zhao Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, since Zhuang Chongyang proposed to hope that Zhao Feng would take Yaya to the city, he has been a little worried in his heart, for fear that he will not be able to take care of Yaya, this worry is more focused on economic needs, and now, the weekly salary of the legendary powerhouse makes him no longer have to worry about it.

After being delayed in the cave maze for nearly three hours, Zhao Feng immediately set off for Qilin Mountain.

......

At 1:17 in the afternoon, Zhao Feng came to the door of Zhuang Chongyang's house, and when he walked into it, there was a dragon-patterned Taishi chair in the middle of the living room, which was facing the door, which seemed to have a useful intention.

"Sir, you're here......" Zhuang Chongyang walked out of the kitchen and stepped forward to greet him with a smile.

"Sorry for the delay today, I'm late...... However, it may be possible to ...... today" Before Zhao Feng finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhuang Chongyang.

"Sir, I won't talk about anything else today, but please take a seat. Zhuang Chongyang motioned for Zhao Feng to sit on the dragon pattern Taishi chair.

Zhao Feng paused, didn't think much about it, followed his wishes, and sat upright.

"Sir, today is a good day to recognize the ancestors and return to the ancestors, Zhuang hopes that he can finish the patriarchal ceremony for the cub today, and it will not delay Mr. too much time. Zhuang Chongyang explained.

"......Rituals? I didn't prepare today, isn't this too casual?" Zhao Feng had a slight smell of sweat on his body at this time, and his clothes were also ordinary T-shirts, which always felt informal.

"Hehe, it is her blessing that Mr. attaches so much importance to the cub! Zhuang Chongyang smiled, expressing his understanding of Zhao Feng's thoughts.

Zhao Feng nodded and didn't say anything more.

"Girl!"

Zhuang Chongyang called in the direction of the inner room, and after a while, a familiar small figure walked up to Zhao Feng, and when he turned around, he felt unfamiliar.

On weekdays, the girl loves to laugh very much, even in the most painful time, she is always smiling, and since her body has shown signs of improvement, she has been laughing constantly.

At this time, the maid looked solemn, like a little adult, she straightened her waist and looked at Zhao Feng silently, even in her eyes, there was no trace of smile.

"The body is clean, the heart is unmixed, and the children worship three times!"

"Worship the heavens, worship the king, worship the father!"

Zhuang Chongyang said in a deep voice, Yaya moved when she heard the sound, the palms of her hands were facing forward, the tiger's mouth was wide open, her index finger and thumb were connected, and the tips of her fingers formed a triangular gap.

Yaya bent forward at a forty-five degree angle and bowed three times in a row, Zhao Feng on the seat suddenly felt a little restless, but he still endured it.

"Licheng, change your name and surname!" Zhuang Chongyang stayed out of the matter and took charge of the overall situation.

Yaya put down her hands and took off a wooden plaque from her waist, which was given by Zhuang Chongyang when she first came to Qilin Mountain, and accompanied her for 12 years.

Zhuang Chongyang took a brush stained with red ink and handed it to Yaya, the grandfather and grandson had obviously rehearsed for a long time, and there was no communication in the process.

Zhao Feng saw what Yaya had written on the wooden plaque, and then the wooden plaque and the brush were handed to him-

"Please give the name of the patriarch!"

There is only one word on the wooden plaque, Zhao.

Zhao Feng listened to Yaya's calm and serious tone, and suddenly felt an inexplicable weight on his shoulders, he took the wooden card and brush, and fell silent for a while.

Zhuang Chongyang did not urge, and the grandfather and grandson silently waited for Zhao Feng to put pen to paper.

Looking at Yaya's pale skin that had not been exposed to sunlight for a long time, Zhao Feng seemed to have an association, and used a lame pen movement technique to write the word "snow" under the wooden sign Zhao characters.

After Zhao Feng finished writing, he handed the wooden plaque back to Yaya.

"Fame, a gift!" Zhuang Chongyang stepped forward to take the brush in Zhao Feng's hand and announced in a grand manner.

"Sir, please give the maid a thing as a sign of the status of the elderly, no need to be valuable, anything can be. Zhuang Chongyang reminded in a low voice.

"This ......" Zhao Feng was nervous for a while, there were not many things on his body, except for mobile phones and bamboo tubes, only daggers were left, and he didn't bring a stone bow when he went out today, but he was wearing a black wood ring given by Zhuang Chongyang on his left index finger.

Zhao Feng thought about it, only the dagger could be used as a gift, but when he thought that this gift was to be given to a twelve-year-old girl, he felt inappropriate.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with it, I can't protect her for the rest of my life......," Zhao Feng was suddenly relieved, and took out the dagger he had taken from Sanxiu Lu Ming from behind him.

"This dagger is not a rare thing, it represents a part of my heart, I hope that you will cut through the darkness and pain of the past and welcome a bright future. Zhao Feng said, handing the handle of the dagger to the maid.

"Father Xie!"

Yaya put the wooden card on the ground on the left side of her side, took the dagger with both hands, and said aloud.

"Licheng, Nine Knock Heavenly Grace!"

Zhuang Chongyang gave the order again, and Yaya should kneel down even if she wanted to bend her knees.

"Wait! It's okay here, there's no need to kneel!" Zhao Feng hurriedly got up and said something to stop.

The grandfather and grandson ignored Zhao Feng's words, Yaya finally knelt down, put the dagger on the right side of her side, covered the ground with both palms, leaned forward, knocked on the ground with her forehead, got up and knocked again......

Zhao Feng looked at Yaya solemnly kowtowing to himself with a dull expression, and only then did he realize:

This patriarchal ceremony is more than just what it seems!