There is no time for cultivation!

Three days passed in a flash......

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

……

In the past three days, with the help of the power of the 100,000 people of the Tianfeng Tribe, Feng Changqing's cultivation has increased unprecedentedly greatly.

Three days ago, he was just a mortal!

However.

Three days later, he had become a great master of the Divine Wheel Realm, and his cultivation and strength were comparable to the ancestors in the tribe.

Even!

With the blessing of the great power of the Lechuan Altar, his strength surpassed that of Feng Qinglei and the others.

This earth-shattering change made Defeng Changqing feel boundless excitement and joy while being shocked.

He didn't expect that he would one day ascend to the sky!

"Thank you, senior!"

"The grace of the predecessors' reconstruction, Feng Changqing will never forget ......"

Winter, winter, winter!

After calming down the infinite excitement in his heart, Feng Changqing immediately knelt on the ground, and then bowed heavily to Feng Jitian.

The expression is extremely respectful, extremely reverent!

See this scene!

The corners of Feng Jitian's mouth also showed a smile of relief.

"Don't thank me, it's all your own destiny and creation, I'm just guiding you a little."

"From now on, you will be the fourth-generation messenger of the River of Lethe, I hope you can live up to your responsibilities and missions, protect the tribe, and protect the people."

"If you have that ability, I hope you will one day lead the Heavenly Wind Tribe to glory and glory."

"In that way, it can be regarded as comforting the heavenly spirits of the ancestors of the tribe."

Feng Jitian said in a deep voice.

Hear it!

Feng Changqing nodded heavily, his eyes full of determination.

"By the way, there is one more thing that you must know after you become the messenger of Lethe."

"That is, in the future, your fate will always be tied to the river of Lethe until the end of your life."

"If the Tianfeng Tribe has maintained the status quo and has not received any increase in strength and power, then you will also die in the end due to the limitation of your lifespan."

"This river of Lethe River is the fate of every Lethe messenger, and since ancient times, no one can break the curse of this fate."

"Here, it will limit your life!"

"That's the unfortunate ...... I told you before"

Feng Jitian sighed and sighed.

Forever bound in the River of Lethe?

Hearing this, Feng Changqing's heart was shocked!

"In other words, after I become the messenger of Lethe, I will never be able to get out of the River of Lethe, nor can I get out of the Tianfeng tribe?"

"Yes!"

"Even after death, the final destination will be in the River of Lethe. That's the price of being a Lethe's emissary......"

Speaking of which.

Feng Jitian paused slightly, and then spoke again.

"Last thing, this Lethe Altar is a human artifact with magical powers, and I believe you have also sensed its great power and magic."

"In addition, the Lethe Altar can also bless the power of sentient beings on your body, temporarily increasing your combat power."

"This is the ultimate means to protect the tribe and protect the River of Lethe, I hope you can use it carefully......"

Bless the power of everyone and strengthen your own combat power?

Feng Changqing's eyes showed curiosity.

He wanted to give it a try, but he didn't do that at the moment.

Because!

At this time, the figure of Feng Ji Tiande is gradually becoming transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Senior, you ......"

"Don't panic, my time is up!"

"I have been sticking to it for more than 30,000 years since I became the messenger of Lethe, and now it is time to return to the River of Lethe."

"From now on, the tribe will be handed over to you, I hope you can protect it."

"Seniors, rest assured, Feng Changqing swears to protect the Tianfeng tribe to the death!"

He bowed his head heavily.

Looked at!

Feng Jitian nodded with satisfaction.

"By the way, I saw you interested in my corpse?"

"Huh? This ......"

"When a man dies like a lamp goes out, everything will return to dust, and dust to dust; When I was alive, I was an eighth-order demigod. ”

"If you can use it, just take it, that's all I can help you with...... Some...... ......"

The staccato sound softly.

Wow~

When the last word fell, in Feng Changqing's complicated gaze, the phantom turned by Feng Jitian's obsession completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Feng Changqing, congratulations to the seniors~"

Winter, winter, winter!

He bowed to the corpse of the wind and the sky.

It wasn't until after three bows and nine bows that he got up again......

Ultimately!

He struggled for a while, but still put Feng Jitian's body into a storage bag.

The wind and the sky have made him!

At this time.

Feng Changqing made up his mind, if it was not a last resort, he would never take Feng Jitian's corpse and take it to trade with Dongfang Undefeated.

"After the tribe settles down, I will find a feng shui treasure and bury the body of my predecessor......"

He thought to himself.

Say it!

Feng Changqing is ready to drive his own boat and take a good look at this ancient and mysterious Lechuan Water Mansion.

However.

At this moment, as if he sensed something, his face changed suddenly.

In a flash!

The fierce gaze looked at the Qingfeng Ridge on the bank of the Lethe River.

This is the place where he held on day and night before, and it is also the place where the ancestors of the Tianfeng tribe are buried.

Just now!

Feng Changqing's consciousness swept over Qingfeng Ridge, and he found two uninvited guests.

What made him especially angry was that those two uninvited guests had the audacity to dig up the graves of their tribe's ancestors.

"Tomb robbers?"

"Hmph, dare to dig up the ancestral grave of my Tianfeng tribe, I don't know if I live or die......"

Feng Changqing let out an angry roar in his throat.

Between words.

He immediately left the Lechuan Water Mansion at the fastest speed, and with a strong murderous aura, he headed towards Qingfeng Ridge.

……

Aomine Ridge!

Since ancient times, the burial place of the ancestors of the Tianfeng tribe!

Laugh at!

Laugh at!

Laugh at!

At this time, in a corner of Qingfeng Ridge shrouded in darkness, two figures were each holding a hoe, struggling to dig a grave.

One of them, dressed as a sloppy Taoist, was digging graves and cursing at the same time; The other was a man with a strong physique.

The bodies of the two were hidden in the dark, and their movements were also very careful, for fear of alarming the clansmen of the Tianfeng Tribe......

"Crazy Daoist, how many graves have we dug up?"

Then.

Beside the sloppy Taoist, there was a majestic man's inquiring voice.

Between words!

Revealing a sense of depression!

"Well, there should be seven or eight graves, right?"

The madman replied uncertainly.

"Alas, so many graves have been dug up, but a pile of broken copper and iron has been dug up, and the most valuable one is just a mouthful of imperial ancient spirit soldiers."

"That's what you said, there is a lot of oil and water in the ancestral tomb of the Tianfeng tribe?"

Qin Daofu complained.

Hear that!

The madman also showed a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"Well, let's dig a grave, didn't we come specifically for the treasure? I'm digging graves for graves, you're digging corpses. ”

"Are there any treasures, and what are the implications?"

"That's what I said, but ...... If there is a treasure in the tomb, after all, it is still more eye-catching. ”

"Alas, I should have known that Chen Zongtian should not have been let go, if he was here, we wouldn't have to work so hard."

"Hey, it's useless to talk about that now, it's better to hurry up and dig a few more graves while it's dark."

"Moreover, I heard that there are people guarding the tomb on this Qingfeng Ridge, we have to move quickly, if we are alarmed, it is not good."

"Okay, I hope to dig up a few more strong people's corpses, otherwise it's really going to be in vain......"

Qin Daofu complained dissatisfiedly.

said.

He was ready to pick up the hoe and continue digging the grave.

However!

Just as he was making a move, he suddenly became alert, and a pair of strange eyes looked at the Lethe River in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, the child hole shrank!

"Not good!"

"That damn gravekeeper is back~"

Qin Daofu exclaimed in a low voice.

What?

The Grave Keeper is back?

Hearing this, the mad Taoist who was struggling to dig the grave raised his head reluctantly, and then followed Qin Daofu's gaze.

Swish!

Almost instantly, a fierce sword light slashed down from the void......