Along the path, Han Feng walked all the way to the rickety old man who was sweeping the floor.

"In front is a place of worship, this is the place where many heroic spirits sleep, and please move the young man." The rickety old man still lowered his head and swept the floor quietly.

"Oh!"

Han Feng said sorry, turned around and walked back.

Everyone is ostracizing me, even my friends have left me.

Looking at the endless tombstones in front of him, Han Feng suddenly felt a sense of sadness welling up in his heart, and he completely diluted the joy just now. Thinking of what had just happened, Han Feng was stunned in place, and his whole person fell into deep thought.

If you don't have a certain strength, you can only waste time waiting in line there. Even if you have strength, if you don't have to come out, you will still be bullied by the wicked, and even lose your friends because of it.

Han Feng had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

In the silent Immortal Tomb, the breeze blows quietly, and the slightest trace of gloom and loneliness infects every delicate visitor.

Han Feng was awakened by the blowing breeze, and the old man behind him urged him again, and Han Feng had to walk out step by step.

Stretching out his hand and casually patting in front of every tombstone that passed, Han Feng was full of emotion. Let you be in the middle of life, but after death you will only become a pure land; Let you dominate one side during your lifetime, and abdicate after you die. There is no such thing as an eternal strongman, only death is the ultimate destination.

Thinking of this, Han Feng unconsciously had a feeling that he didn't want to continue. Thinking wildly in his heart, he kept walking under his feet, and at this time, he clearly felt a trace of a knife and an axe in his hand. Han Feng stopped, slowly squatted down, and looked at the tombstone in front of him.

Although compared with other tombstones, the inscriptions on the tombstone in front of me are still there, but after many years of erosion, it has long been worn out and cannot see the handwriting at that time, and can only faintly see the inscription "Father's Tomb Respectfully"

Han Feng gently touched the word "father" with his right hand, which was already a little blurred, only to feel a blur in front of him, a hot tear dripping down the corner of his eye, hitting the palm of his left hand that was placed on his knee.

"Father"

Han Feng first thought of his father, who had been blurred in his mind. Han Feng was still ignorant, and his father had died, leaving orphans and widows to live hard. In Han Feng's memory, he only remembers that when he was a child, his father often put himself on his shoulder, and the most seen and most impressive thing was the back of his father's head, and his father's face had long been blurred, and he had only seen it from photos.

Unable to guess what was engraved on the stone tablet, Han Feng only regarded it as a son's thoughts of his loving father, and it resonated in his heart.

"This great father, perhaps your son is also deceased, let me kowtow for him for you today, and at the same time express my thoughts about my father. Hopefully no presumptuousness! ”

As Han Feng spoke, he changed from squatting to kneeling, his entire upper body slowly fell, and his forehead lightly touched the dirt bag.

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to players for completing the Immortal Tomb Worship quest! ”

"Ding-dong! Trigger the only hidden mission, Sword Venerable's thoughts, do you accept it? ”

Han Feng, whose eyes were full of sadness, raised his head in a daze, carefully studying the prompt sound of the system in his mind just now. "Only, hidden mission?"

The surprise of encountering a hidden mission by chance brought some relief to Han Feng, who was in a low mood at this time.

"I'm going to pull myself together!" Han Feng was silent for a while, raised his head, and looked firmly into the distance, "Since God has arranged for me to have this internal test number not deleted, I should have fun, Qiangzi and Ah Jun just misunderstood me, and they didn't really abandon me as a brother, I should get them back!" And I also promised the old gentleman that I must keep my promise! ”

Han Feng's heart moved, and he accepted the only hidden mission.

Mission Name: Sword Venerable's Thoughts

Content: Talk to Jian Zun.

Reward: Unknown.

After reading the content of the task, Han Feng smiled bitterly, remembering that the old village chief had just said that the Sword Venerable Proud Sword Venerable had also walked out of Qingyuan Village before, and now it is estimated that he has already turned into a piece of loess, where can I talk to him? Could it be that he died and went down to find him?

Thinking of this, Han Feng smiled, since the task of worshiping the Heroic Spirit Tomb has been completed, you can leave the village, it is better to go around first and see if there is any news of the old village chief's grandson, when you meet Jian Zun, it is not too late to talk.

Han Feng made up his mind, left the Immortal Tomb, and walked towards the entrance of the village.

At the same time that Han Feng accepted the task, far away on the sea of more than 100,000 miles to the east of this place, in a cave on a lonely island, there was a giant sword inserted in the ground, and next to the giant sword, an old man in white clothes and beard was sitting there quietly, and suddenly opened his eyes violently, and pinched the magic trick in his hand.

"Mountains and rivers roll all over the sky!"

With a low roar, I don't know where the old man's body is, a scroll suddenly flew out, floated to the front of the old man and erected it, slowly unfolded, the middle of the paper was a gray color, with the old man's hand of the magic continues to change, the paper gradually appeared a picture, it is the Immortal Mound.

"I didn't expect that!" The old man muttered to himself inexplicably. The old man turned his head and glanced at the giant sword, and the giant sword beside him immediately bounced off the ground and was suspended in the air, the old man jumped on the giant sword, and the sword flew out of the cave.

Han Feng walked all the way to the entrance of Qingyuan Village and asked the doorman at the door: "I heard from the village chief that there are many mountain bandits in the nearby mountains, this eldest brother should ask which mountains have mountain bandits nearby?" ”

The doorman tilted his head and looked at Han Feng like a monster, then raised his hand and pointed from the far left to the far right, "These mountains, you should ask me which mountains are nearby that don't have mountain bandits, because then I can answer better." ”

“”

Han Feng said thank you and left the village in embarrassment.

Not far ahead, Han Feng looked at the endless mountains in the distance, and finally knew what a glorious and arduous task it was to help the old village chief find out the whereabouts of his grandson!

Han Feng tried the weight of the burden behind him, and decided to go back to Wuranju first and sell everything that could be consigned. After all, carrying so many things on the road will not only be a burden at that time, but if you don't hit the rabbit and let the wolf chase it, it will be a real loss.

Turning in the direction of the village, Han Feng didn't raise his feet, only felt a gust of wind behind him, and then, a big hand slapped heavily on his shoulder.

"Who!"

Han Feng didn't expect the other party to be so fast, just now he heard the sound of breaking the air when he approached him, and in less than a second, he had actually reached his back. Han Feng pulled out the Ben Thunder Sword with his right hand, and with his left foot as the axis, he rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, and the whole person turned around.

The moment the Thunder Sword came out, Han Feng only felt the thunder rolling in his ears, deafening, and the sword move stabbed at the other party with a crackling electric light.

"Clipped, clamped?"

Han Feng was stunned for a moment, he thought that he would definitely hit the opponent's move, but the opponent actually used the two fingers of his left hand to clamp the tip of the Ben Lei Sword.