Seeing Feng Fushen disappear in front of him, Feng Qing's eyes instantly turned red.

By pouring the wine bowl into his mouth, he pressed the sourness in his heart.

"Master, let's go."

It was the first and last time she had heard her master call her name.

Feng Qing put down the bowl and kowtowed deeply three times towards the place where Feng Fushen was sitting, and then sat in place.

The grass beneath his feet began to fade, and the deer, birds, and rabbits disappeared, and the thatched huts in the distance disappeared little by little.

In the end, everything Feng Qing saw turned into bronze-colored starlight and condensed together.

It wasn't until Feng Qing's surroundings returned to a foggy state that the bronze-colored starlight condensed into a small bronze tripod and floated in front of Feng Qing.

Feng Qing recognized it at a glance.

This is the peak.

However, unlike the wisp of Dingqi in her body, the Dingqi in front of her is a complete Shennong Dingqi. Even if he just looked at it, Feng Qing could feel the terrifying power emanating from this small breath.

"Child, inherit Shennong Ding."

Feng Fushen's voice came out from the breath.

It seems to be floating from far away. It was as if she had misheard.

Feng Qing's eyes moved, but she didn't move.

Although Qin Mufeng didn't elaborate on the whole process of getting Xuanyuan Sword to recognize him as the master, Feng Qing almost lost his life until Qin Mufeng in that process.

And her own Nuwa Stone is because of the Nuwa God to recognize her as the master.

In a sense, Qin Mufeng and her are similar. Qin Mufeng once had the Candle Dragon in his body, and the Candle Dragon also appeared with Qin Mufeng when Qin Mufeng was born. In so many years, the influence of the Candle Dragon on Qin Mufeng's body and even his will is not insignificant.

Even if the Candle Dragon Divine Venerable was not the real Candle Dragon Divine Venerable, he still carried the last trace of the Candle Dragon Divine Venerable's breath, and it was not an exaggeration to say that Qin Mufeng's body had been transformed by the Candle Dragon Divine Venerable.

It's just that the process of "transformation" is too difficult.

Earlier, when Feng Qing saw Xiao Xunzi and knew the identity of his tower protector, he suspected that Feng Fushen "owned" the specific situation of Shennong Ding. Later, it turned out that things were as she guessed, Feng Fu Shen was a Lingzun, and he could not become the real master of Shennong Ding, but was just a tower protector.

Even after Feng Fu Shen died, if Feng Fu Shen had not become a part of the Ding Soul, Feng Qi would not have succeeded to the identity of the tower protector.

This is also enough to show that the conditions for the artifact to recognize the owner are very harsh.

And Feng Qing boldly guessed that with the inheritance of the gods, he also had a greater possibility than ordinary people in becoming the owner of the artifact.

Thinking about it, Feng Fushen also guessed this, so he wanted Feng Qing to become the real master of Shennongding.

It's not that Fengqi is bad to become a tower protector, but one day when Shennong Ding doesn't have a real owner, the Ding soul will re-enter the pace of dissipation. Unless it has a Ding soul like the Xuanwu God Venerable like Haotian Tower.

If you want Shennong Ding to continue to maintain, letting Feng Qing take over Shennong Ding is the best result.

Moreover, Feng Fushen has become a part of the soul of the Ding, and if Feng Qing wants to become the owner of Shennong Ding, he will only get twice the result with half the effort.

No wonder Feng Qi said that she wanted to take Shennong Ding to Snow City.

I guessed Feng Fushen's thoughts a long time ago.

It's just that

Feng Qing waved his hand and put it away, but he did not absorb the refining.

"Master, I will protect the Medicine King Valley, protect the Shennong Ding, and protect this continent you love deeply." She doesn't need the power of Shennong Ding to complete it, Shennong Ding belongs to the entire Medicine King Valley, not her Feng Qing's private property.

Since she decided not to take over the Medicine King Valley, then Shennong Ding can't become her private property!

As long as she can become a god, she can solve the matter of Shennong Ding's recognition of the Lord.

At that time, if Feng Zhao takes over the Medicine King Valley, then Shennong Ding will definitely be left to Feng Zhao.

As for Fengqi

Feng Qing felt that it was better to recuperate from her injuries.

With a flash of consciousness, the Fengqing people reappeared in the Medicine King Valley.

The slightly dazzling light made Feng Qing instinctively squint her eyes and raised her hand to block the sun.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a night passed.

As soon as Feng Qing raised her foot, a crisp voice sounded.

When she lowered her head, she saw the open wine jar, which she kicked to the ground, and the mellow wine fell to the ground with the rolling of the wine jar.

Not a dream.

Her master is really gone.

Feng Qing lowered her body, picked up the wine jar, and slowly poured it on the ground, until the wine in the wine jar was completely poured out, and then the wine jar was put away.

"Master, when I come back, I will bring you spiritual wine to drink."

Your apprentice is going to find his own field, remember to be blessed by the spirit of heaven!

The corners of Feng Qing's mouth had just been raised, but she heard a sound of footsteps in her ears.

A look up.

In the dazzling sunlight, several figures stood together.

The first slender figure slowly walked up to him and held out his hand to her.

"What are you doing crouching?" Qin Mufeng's tone was a little blameful: "I'm not afraid of numb legs." ”

"I'm sad that the wine is spilled." Feng Qing pointed to the wine jar on the ground, and her nose was a little sour.

Seeing that Feng Qing didn't get up, Qin Mufeng bent down, grabbed Feng Qing's hand, wrapped Feng Qing's waist with one hand, and gently dragged the person up.

"Don't be sad, I'm here."

Qin Mufeng took Feng Qing in his arms and gently patted Feng Qing's back.

Obviously she didn't say anything, but he understood.

"Yes." Feng Qing, who was hugged, even replied in a thick nasal voice.

At least her master left without regrets, and she shouldn't be sad.

Qin Mufeng looked down at the wine mixed with the morning dewdrops, his eyes darkened slightly.

Although he had never used the power of his divine sense recklessly, Qin Mufeng could still sense Feng Qing's existence.

disappeared all night, Qin Mufeng couldn't have noticed it at all.

How could it be because of a jar of wine.

"Master, don't be sad, wait for us to go to the city, buy a lot of wine for the master on the first day of the new year! Buy with the scales of a large snake! ”

The childish little milk voice of the first year came, Feng Qing got out of Qin Mufeng's arms, and just happened to see the first year of the year being carried by the big snake on his shoulder, and the long hair of the big snake was rubbed into a mess.

"I remember you have money." The serpent said in a hoarse voice.

"That's the owner's pocket flower for Xiao Chuyi, you can't mess around with your little brother! Moreover, you can't pick the door so much, big snake, you don't even want to buy wine for your master! ”

“.” Who the hell picked the door!

Feng Qing glanced at the big snake and Chu Yi behind him, Cangzuo, Qin Li, Mu Yunwen, and Feng Yi were impressively listed.

"Miss, everything Fengyi has packed up, and you can leave at any time."

Feng Qing looked at the surrounding sky, and found that the clansmen of their group were hesitating to come, Feng Qing didn't want to attract attention, so he nodded.

"Let's go, while it's still early. Go straight away. ”

There is only one week left, and by next Monday, the hard work will be over.

Come on!

(End of chapter)