Qin Feng got his wish to be the new Haimo of the little sea clan, Luolan, of course, it was temporary...

The price is a seemingly impossible task.

One month!

Within a month, he wants to let the ghosts who can't cross the threshold of cultivating immortals defeat all the juniors of the Luolan Clan, and achieve the first name of the Luolan Sea Clan. In the eyes of everyone, this is an impossible task, if it is successful, Qin Feng can successfully gain the recognition of everyone in the clan.

Because, Haimo's status within a clan is equivalent to a spiritual leader.

A mysterious being that can make the impossible possible.

Inexplicably convincing!

Of course, although Haimo's death was a bit sudden, no one suspected anything, because Haimo himself was not killed by him, and Qin Feng's corpse control technique was too realistic, in such a small clan, no one had such a high level of insight and could see through Qin Feng's methods.

However, the patriarch and the headhunter, Qin Feng knew what they were disdainful.

But Haimo's death is a major event within the clan, so these two people can only suppress their opposition for the time being, and this is indeed not the time for conflict.

At this point, the two of them can be regarded as having a general understanding.

In this regard, Qin Feng nodded.

He didn't expect that he could sit in Haimo's position just by the personal designation of the old Haimo, the prestige needed to be accumulated, and there was time for him to be confident that he could clean up these two guys who were obedient to the yin and yang.

When the news spread, the whole clan mourned.

Heaven and earth seemed to be moved, thunder was sensational, and heavy rain was as terrifying as a torrent.

Everyone spontaneously gathered and wept bitterly, even Hai Lan'er and Ghost Ugly followed the team, holding tears blankly, taking off their shoes with everyone, barefoot, and extremely reverently holding the body of Grandma Haimo towards the depths of the sea of blood in the underworld.

Qin Feng also followed the team, feeling the strong sadness of everyone, and his eyes were full of emotion.

Grandma Haimo was so loved by the clansmen, which made Qin Feng very surprised, the act of capturing people's hearts was not something that could be obtained overnight.

It seems that it is not an easy task to do a good job of Haimo.

The night of the Blood Sea is very unpeaceful, and the roars of countless sea beasts are terrifying and endless...

Qin Feng's divine sense was powerful, he was naturally able to sense their terrifyingness, and even had a few breaths, even Qin Feng was not sure that he would be able to defeat them.

If these sea beasts pounced together, the Luolan clan would definitely be wiped out in an instant!

But what is surprising is that none of the sea beasts came forward to attack the people of the Luolan Clan, and they were all silently watching the people of the Luolan Clan, slowly moving in the direction of the heart of the sea.

No one of the Luolan people is afraid!

It was as if these sea beasts would not come forward to attack.

This surprised Qin Feng!

Don't... For a long time, these sea beasts and humans have developed a tacit understanding?

"I'm afraid so!"

What the Luolan people are holding now is a kind of sea tribe celestial burial!

Sky burial is a belief of the Sea Clan, and it is generally the kind of leader of the Sea Tribe, who has the identity and status, to be eligible for the sea burial.

Haimo was loved by the people, and the choice of sea burial after her death was a tribute to her life's contributions.

This is a culture, a civilization unique to the Sea Clan.

Qin Feng had read ancient books before, and he had always been curious about this special funeral behavior of the heavenly burial, and when he saw it today, he was indeed shocked.

The night is dark, especially in the depths of the Dead Sea.

The crowd slowly moved forward in the darkness, with no torches or blowing bombs, only a quiet send-off.

Send this respectful elder to the last part of the road...

Qin Feng had been silently paying attention, and those powerful auras in the sea had all gone away, leaving only one of the most powerful sea beasts with the most powerful aura, waiting quietly.

It seems—

Only the strongest sea beast is qualified to play the role of the terminator in this celestial burial ceremony.

It's here!

The clan stopped, and several elders of the clan stepped forward to take Haimo's corpse and remove its clothes, leaving it flat on the surface of the sea without a single strand. Then he reverently retreated, and after kowtowing with all the people in the clan, he turned around and walked back.

No one is allowed to look back!

It's the rule!

Adults are very conscious of restraining their children, don't look back, if you look back at this time, it is disrespectful to the celestial burial!

Qin Feng followed the team and walked back.

With a strong sense of God, he didn't need to look back to see that after everyone had walked a distance, a very fierce monster beast suddenly stretched out a blood-red head like a lion's head from the sea, and swallowed Haimo's corpse into its stomach in one bite.

Even, without even chewing, the corpse went directly into the belly of the fish!

"Bloody crucian lion-headed beast!"

Qin Feng sighed in his heart.

After swallowing Haimo, this fierce beast didn't seem to be enjoyable, but it didn't continue to chase and kill the clansmen who came to the funeral, but after a bloody flash in its eyes, it slaughtered its fellow in the sea!

Brutal!

The way back is also painful...

Everyone was immersed in wireless sadness, as if the sky had fallen, and their souls were lost.

Qin Feng was thinking, in the process of this heavenly burial, how could those ferocious sea beasts be able to control their ferocious blood intent? Even, after eating Hai Mo's corpse, their ferocity was stimulated, and they didn't attack humans? This is not in line with common sense? It was like abiding by some kind of agreement, which was incomprehensible!

Qin Feng thinks about problems, and always likes to dig deeper and consider, in his opinion, there must be a hidden story behind this heavenly burial incident! Or rather, some kind of big secret.

"I'll have a chance to ask again in the future, just guessing like this, nothing will come of it. ”

Thinking about things in his heart, he soon returned to the clan.

The night of the whole clan is brightly lit.

It seems to be guiding the soul of Haimo to find her way back to her own people, and to become a god to protect their tribe and prosper for generations.

Qin Feng does not reject this kind of sea culture.

The deceased is the greatest, but the difference in culture, the method of funeral and memorial service is different.

Therefore, with everyone, a lantern was lit, which can be regarded as a tribute to this well-intentioned elder Haimo.

The next few days.

When the people have gradually come out of their grief, they are slowly adapting.

After all, death often happens, but life has to go on, and if they don't continue to fight against the harsh natural environment, they will be eliminated by the ocean, and even go to extinction step by step.

In comparison, it is the newly appointed Haimo, although everyone is very curious, but basically all of them have a kind of rejection, if it is not for the old Haimo before he died, he personally appointed Qin Feng to be Haimo, who would not think that this important position would fall on an outsider.

This can be seen from the strange eyes of the clansmen.

Qin Feng was very free and easy, and directly ignored this choice.

Since he has decided to stay here for a while, Qin Feng will naturally not be idle, and if he wants to help this sister and brother, he must completely control this little sea clan in his own hands!

This is the first step in Qin Feng's plan!

There wasn't much time, so Qin Feng chose extraordinary means.

Calling the apprentice ghost ugly into the cave, Qin Feng asked directly, "How is it?"

Anyway, this time, the kid didn't make a mistake, touched his head, and replied respectfully: "Master, I know that the key to entering the demon drama is the rope to the sky!"

"Well, that's good!" Qin Feng responded, and then sensed that something was wrong, this stupid apprentice also had time to become smarter?

"It's the first time!"

However, Qin Feng was still quite happy, at least proving that his apprentice was not useless, at least he was more suitable for cultivating demon opera masters.

It's just that this matter of the rope through the sky stumped Qin Feng.

"Why?"

To put it bluntly, the rope is also a kind of mysterious weapon, but it is a special mysterious weapon!

Most of the people who enter the demon drama are mortals, they don't have Xuangen and martial souls, very few of them have Xuangen, and they are also the worst five-color miscellaneous Xuangen and non-flowing martial souls, and they are simply slow in absorbing Xuanqi.

Qin Feng was deeply touched by this before.

Because, he came from that stage, if the martial soul didn't have devouring power and passed through the most difficult stage, with his tenacious perseverance, he might not be able to persevere. The same is true of the five-colored miscellaneous root, and after going through two tree climbs, the quality of the root has improved a little.

Although Qin Feng did not verify this, he felt that it could not be wrong.

So, he understands what these people are feeling.

Especially the bitterness and depression in my heart is enough to make a strong person's heart collapse!

However, these mortals used their wisdom to change the fate of their lives, so the utensils such as the rope of heaven were born in response to the need.

The rope to heaven, as the name suggests, is a rope!

But this rope, it's extraordinary!

Because it is the crystallization of human wisdom, it connects the heavens and the earth, and it is for the heavens!

With the help of its magical effect, it can have a special effect similar to that of Xuangen, like an antenna, to help these poor people absorb more Xuanqi between heaven and earth.

This is the real secret of the bewitcher!

Therefore, a good rope to heaven is a high-quality Xuangen!

After refining, it fits with the body, so that mortals can also have the qualification to absorb the Xuan Qi of Heaven and Earth for cultivation.

It's just that, as far as Qin Feng knows, although the Tongtian Rope can go against the sky, it is extremely difficult to refine, and a demon opera master can only refine one Tongtian Rope in his life!

In this way, the quality of the rope at the beginning often determines the future achievements of a demon dramatist!

This is also the fundamental constraint on their development.

In the green ring that Qin Feng obtained, all the inheritances about the demon opera master are very perfect, and even the principles and processes of refining all kinds of Tongtian ropes are also available, but there is no finished Tongtian rope!

This made Qin Feng speechless.

Counting on the ghost to refine the rope of heaven by himself?

Is it possible?

In the final analysis, this key rope has to rely on yourself, as a master, to help the apprentice solve it......