In the depths of the Wind Clan, surrounded by verdant bamboo forests, there is a small wooden house in the clear shadow, elegant and elegant, and the indifferent charm is contained in it.

This is the living place of the head of the Wind Clan, so simple, so simple, only a simple two bedrooms, a bedroom, and a study, it is really unbelievable, this is the daily residence of the supreme of the Wind Clan, one of the six ancient potentials of the Venerable Realm。。。。。。

However, no one in the Wind Clan knew how honored it was to live here, just because this small cabin was built by the first generation of the Wind Clan's ancestors. The first ancestor, in every clan, is a legend, a ...... God.

At this time, Feng Aotian, the lord of the Wind Clan, was sitting at the desk in the study in this small cabin, carrying a book in his hand,,,,,, which was slipping upside down...... Ahem, in fact, this clan master's heart is quite uncalm, after all, not any outstanding wind clan leader can be so coincidental and just encountered these things on the day of the opening of the wind and sand funeral day and the storm trial: the funeral day exploded, and the demon clan was sealed,......

Has the end of the prophecy in the Apocalypse arrived?

Feng Aotian was actually broken in his heart......

However, as a patriarch, he has an unshirkable responsibility. Now, he's waiting. Report of the Wind Clan's Wind Sacrifice Wind Festival. It's been three days since the day of the Storm Sand Burial, and yet the Wind Festival still hasn't handed in the report, which is enough to show how serious what has happened.

At this moment, a fresh breeze swept through the cabin. Feng Aotian exhaled a turbid breath. Kazematsu still came to report, and the matter was not serious enough to be resolved.

Feng Aotian waved his hand and motioned for the Wind Festival to start reporting. The Wind Priest bowed down and stood behind the Wind Proud Heaven.

"The good news is that due to the explosion of the wind and sand burial day, the storm is interrupted, and the news that the demon clan has sealed the remnants of the world in my wind clan The other five potentials in the six ancient potentials should not be known, and the current situation is delicate, no one should notice this; The wind priest bowed again and said no more.

Feng Aotian's eyes, which had been slightly closed before, suddenly opened, and the breeze was blowing in the cabin.

"So, what about that demon boy?"

The wind festival is silent.

"Huh?" There was never a time when the Wind Festival did not answer his question.

"Patriarch, I, I can't see it. Eventually, the Wind Festival said so.

〝…… Wind Sacrifice, what realm is the power of your heart?" Feng Aotian stood up.

The power of conscience, a special means of cultivation. On the path of cultivators, it is inevitable that there will be demons in the heart, and the power of asking the heart, the cultivation is the heart. This is a forbidden method that few people can cultivate. Of course, the average person doesn't know the power of conscience at all.

The power of the heart also has many other small uses, such as detection.

Among the Wind Clan, only two people have successfully cultivated the power of conscience, and the Wind Sacrifice is the highest realm. In addition, the only way to find the stronger ones is in the Forbidden Tower.

"The first realm, the intermediate level. Kazematsu replied.

There was silence again.

"Can't find anything...... Feng Aotian whispered.

"I can see a little bit of it, but ...... 〞

"What do you say? Feng Aotian's tone was a little impatient. Feng Sai smiled bitterly and said, "I seem to feel that the young man is concentrating...... 〞

"What?!" Feng Aotian couldn't hold back anymore and jumped up, "I......... I'm leaning on ......