At the beginning of the morning light, on the altar of the Dragon Wind Tribe, a figure was sitting cross-legged, exhaling the essence of heaven and earth.

"Sister Xuan'er, do you think this dwarf can really pass the assessment of the Canglong Clan Alliance for our race? I think he will only sit there all day long, and he will not cultivate, and he will be lazy than my brother who is less than six years old!" A dragon girl stared at the young figure on the high platform and muttered dissatisfiedly.

Shorty, this is the only impression left by Fengchen on this group of teenagers and girls since he joined this tribe!

Fengchen's height here is at most equivalent to that of an underdeveloped teenager, and even the women in the tribe are generally taller than him, and as a young man of the tribe, he never participates in morning exercises, and he is not gregarious at all, so that a group of teenagers and girls who are not familiar with the world think that he is deliberately lazy.

"Xiao Shan, don't talk nonsense, Brother Feng must have a reason for sitting there all the time, maybe this is actually a more advanced cultivation method than early practice!"

Feng Yixuan looked up at the young man on the altar, and there seemed to be a faint worry under her long eyelashes, but she knew that the clan had already gambled all their hopes on Fengchen, and the assessment was imminent, and the last thing to say at this time was to question Fengchen's words, which would seriously affect the morale of the clan.

"Ah, sitting there in a daze is also a way of cultivation? If that's the case, I also want to be like the dwarf, I don't have to work so hard every day to practice in the morning when I sit all day!" the girl who was called Ah Shan pouted and complained, very disapproving with Feng Yixuan's statement.

"Poor mouth!"

Feng Yixuan knew that Ah Shan was deliberately mocking herself, and couldn't help but tap Ah Shan's white and tender forehead with her jade finger. provoked Ah Shan to call Feng Yixuan heavy sex and light friends.

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Time passed day by day, and there were only less than three days left on the date of the assessment of the Canglong Clan Alliance, at this time, not only the old people in the tribe, but even the most immature generation felt a faint sense of urgency, and they were not lazy and insisted on participating in the morning exercise every day, but Fengchen was still sitting on the altar as usual, and no one knew what he thought.

And during this period, the slander against Fengchen in the clan has become bigger and bigger, and even many elders think it. This dwarf is clearly a trickster. It's a pity that the prestige of the Longfeng clan actually returned the wrong treasure at the juncture of Zuihou.

The patriarchs sighed all day long, and some of them had already begun to arrange the aftermath, after the dissolution of the clan. Where should your own line migrate!

Another sleepless night. Feng Yixuan finally couldn't help it. At dawn, he ascended the altar and wanted to question Fengchen in person.

Prior to this, she had only briefly come into contact with Fengchen twice when he first entered the group. The level of familiarity between the two parties is only to know each other's names.

"Hey, is anyone finally coming up, so almost, I should go down too. ”

Feng Chen's expression was calm, he felt the fluctuation of spiritual power below, his eyebrows raised lightly, and he stood up for the first time in two weeks.

Feng Yixuan climbed on the altar, but felt that her physical strength was becoming more and more exhausted, and her breathing began to become difficult, before, she never knew that there was such a situation on the altar, in the past, the elders of the clan forbade any clan to climb, because the altar symbolizes the resting place of the ancestors' souls, and the descendants of the people who climb the altar platform are like stepping on the bones of their ancestors, which is a great disrespect.

"Brother Feng!?"

Seeing Feng Chen actually stand up, Feng Yixuan shouted in the back gasping.

She recalled the patriarch's description of the altar in her mind, and couldn't help but feel fear, sure enough, the majesty of the ancestors could not be easily offended!

"The bloodline of the Holy Dragon, the immortal inheritance, the Lanfeng Heavenly Dragon can be regarded as well-intentioned for the descendants, but it is a pity that even if the prophet is like it, he did not expect that one day his bloodline will fall to such a state!"

Fengchen looked at the rising sun in the distant sky, and said with heartfelt emotion.

"The veins of the holy dragon are endless, you should be the strongest clan in this world, but it is a pity that ten thousand years ago, your ancestors were extremely strong, not only forgot their surname, but also lost the heart of the holy dragon clan to protect the common people, and at the same time lost the foundation of the strength of the holy dragon clan, the power of faith of all beings. ”

Fengchen stayed on the altar for half a month, but he accidentally learned the secret of the Longfeng clan, which was actually one of the nine holy dragons of the Ancient Wilderness, the descendant of the Lanfeng Heavenly Dragon.

"Brother Feng, what are you talking about?"

Feng Yixuan was confused, suppressed by an unpredictable holy way, and if he was not a descendant of the dragon, it would be difficult to move forward here.

"Your name is Yixuan, when I first came, I felt that you and Peng Rui were the two best in this generation of the Longfeng clan, let me ask you, are you willing to inherit the grand wish of the martyrs of the Longfeng clan and devote your life to reproducing the glory of Longfeng?"

Feng Chen smiled mysteriously, but in an instant, the Holy Dao on the altar seemed to disappear indifferently, Feng Yixuan looked at Feng Chen in front of her in shock, at this moment, she suddenly had a delusion, thinking that Feng Chen was their Holy Ancestor, Lan Feng Tianlong!

"Who the hell are you?"

Feng Yixuan's face was pale, because she was stunned just now, she actually had the urge to bow down to Fengchen, and it was not until the blood of the holy dragon in her body began to resist that she came to her senses.

Hearing Feng Yixuan's question, Feng Chen's expression was a little stunned, and after half a salary, he nodded approvingly, walked in front of Feng Yixuan, and said, "You are very good!"

After that, Feng Chen actually reached out and grabbed Feng Yixuan's jaw, and forcibly opened her mouth, and took out a small bottle with his right hand, which contained some gray-brown liquid, and forcibly poured it into her mouth under Feng Yixuan's frightened eyes.

"Ahem, ahem......"

After making sure that Feng Yixuan drank the entire bottle of liquid without leaking, Feng Chen let go of his hand and kept her coughing in place.

"What the hell did you make me drink?"

Feng Yixuan roared at Fengchen, originally she thought that there should be no danger in the clan, but she didn't expect to meet a madman, of course, it doesn't matter if it's an ordinary madman, but this madman still has a bit of the potential of a magic stick, first she screamed and her heart jumped, and then she was inexplicably forced to pour a bottle of potion by him.

"You say this?" Feng Chen didn't care about Feng Yixuan's anger at all, pointed to the empty vial, and said calmly, "From your point of view, you should call it Sacred Water!"

"Sacred water?"

Feng Yixuan sneered, coldly glancing at the vial in Fengchen's hand, she would never be fooled by his godly words again, to be honest, if it weren't for Fengchen's strength, she really wanted to rush up and reward him with two mouths.

"If you don't believe me, come, sit here, and I'll tell you a story!"

Feng Chen sat down cross-legged at the place where the morning sun was rising, and motioned for Feng Yixuan to sit next to him.

"Humph!"

Feng Yixuan snorted coldly and ignored Feng Chen's invitation.

"Haha, why are you still afraid that I won't be able to eat you!" Seeing that Feng Yixuan was suddenly so cautious in the face of himself, Feng Chen said boldly, and calmed down after a moment of negligence, "Don't worry, just now, you have seen my nature, and you have also drunk my medicine, if I want to harm you, you will not be able to escape from my palm at this time, and don't you want to know, why did I say those inexplicable words to you before, and what is the purpose of my coming to your Longfeng clan?"

"So, if you're interested in the truth of what I'm saying, don't worry, come and sit here, and I'll tell you everything I know. Feng Chen's eyes were calm, and he invited Feng Yixuan to sit down and talk slowly.

"How do I know if what you're saying is true or false?"

Feng Yixuan was a little nervous, although Feng Chen was close at hand, she felt that this person was like hiding behind a fog, mysterious and unpredictable.

"I don't have to lie to you, and you can only choose to believe it now, what I say is true. ”

Feng Chen smiled lightly, and at the same time, a flash of inspiration flashed in his right hand, and a bottle of the same potion that Feng Yixuan had drunk before appeared.

"I only realize now that our race is really down, and it will pull a person with ill intentions like you into the group, with people like you, maybe the end of the race is not as good as the disbandment. ”

Feng Yixuan laughed sadly, feeling that she couldn't escape from Fengchen's clutches anyway, so she simply sat down next to Fengchen and talked about her heart with this ethnic group she thought was in trouble.

"So, I'll talk about it!"

Feng Chen glanced at Feng Yixuan deeply, and then his expression froze, as if he had fallen into a memory. (To be continued......)