Collecting the corpse for the emperor, my cultivation base will skyrocket for ten thousand years!

Chapter 295 Punishment, Messenger of Wangchuan!
"Feng Changqing, let me ask you again, where did Patriarch Qingyun's body go?"

Swish!
Feng Zhentian stepped forward and asked coldly.

however.

Even after suffering such a fierce blow, Feng Changqing still didn't tell the truth of the matter, he just lowered his head and remained silent.

and!

In a pair of eyes, there is also a strong color of determination...

Like that!
It seems that he is ready to die!

Seeing this scene, Feng Zhentian was even more angry, and his majestic face was also full of gloom.

"Humph~"

"Since you refuse to tell the truth, I can only deal with it according to the family rules of the Tianfeng tribe."

"Feng Changqing, you guarded the spirit of ancestor Qingyun in the ancestral hall, but lost his body. This crime is unforgivable!"

"Come here, take Feng Changqing down, and choose a day to be buried for Patriarch Qingyun..."

Feng Zhentian ordered coldly.

talking room.

Then two mighty clan soldiers entered the ancestral hall, one of them grabbed Feng Changqing's arm and was about to escort him down.

"Wait a minute!"

"The leader is merciful, spare my brother's life..."

Swish!
Just when the clan soldiers escorted Feng Changqing and was about to leave the ancestral hall, suddenly, a fierce figure with blood all over his body rushed to the ancestral hall.

In the end, he knelt down in front of Feng Qinglei and the others...

Impressively, Feng Yuan!

"Old Ancestor, leader, the body of Ancestor Qingyun disappeared inexplicably, I think there must be a reason for it."

"Although Changqing can't cultivate, he will never dare to do things against his ancestors, and he will not lose his conscience and hurt the ancestor's corpse."

"Maybe it's really the people from the Chiyue tribe who did it?"

"Old Ancestor, Feng Yuan guarantees it with his life. Changqing is definitely not the kind of rebellious person. Please also ask the Ancestor and the leader to investigate clearly."

"Changqing, he can't practice. It's already miserable enough. As his eldest brother, I can't just watch him die for no reason."

"Feng Yuan is willing to bear all the responsibilities for his crimes. Please, the ancestor and the leader, let Chang Qing go..."

Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
……

With blood all over his body and numerous scars, Feng Yuan knelt down in front of Feng Qinglei and the others, begging frantically.

After a while, his forehead was dripping with blood.

See this scene!

Feng Changqing on the side was also greatly shocked...

"Brother, you..."

His eyes were moist, and his heart was extremely moved.

at the same time!

There is also a strong sense of guilt emerging from the bottom of my heart.

"Changqing, tell the truth quickly, where did Patriarch Qingyun's body go?"

Feng Yuan said anxiously.

He worried that if this continued, Feng Changqing would surely die.

however!
Facing Feng Yuan's extremely earnest eyes, Feng Changqing still insisted on the original excuse.

"Patriarch Qingyun's body was snatched away by people from the Chiyue tribe..."

he whispered.

Regarding the matter of sacrificing the body to Dongfang Bubai, he couldn't tell, because in that case, not only would he die, but Feng Yuan would also be involved.

therefore!

He is going to bury this matter forever!
"Anyway, I can't practice in this life. I can only be a useless waste. If I can save the tribe, I will bear a heinous crime."

"Then I have no regrets!"

"Perhaps, this is all I can do in this life..."

Feng Changqing murmured silently in his heart.

Say it.

He closed his eyes, ready to meet the next fate of death.

hum~
Seeing Feng Changqing's stubbornness, the anger in Feng Zhentian's chest became even stronger.

"What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you quickly suppress Feng Changqing's evil obstacle?"

he growled loudly.

Hear it!

The two clan soldiers were about to escort Feng Changqing to leave immediately.

"Wait a moment!"

At the critical moment, Feng Qinglei's voice sounded in the ancestral hall.

"Old Ancestor, Feng Changqing lost the body of Ancestor Qingyun, he committed a heinous crime..."

"I know."

"Although Patriarch Qingyun's body is lost, Feng Changqing cannot escape the guilt, but for the sake of Feng Yuan's intercession, let him spare his life."

"However, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living penalty cannot be escaped!"

"So far, my Tianfeng tribe is still short of an envoy who patrols the river of Wangchuan. After a while, it will be the day for the tribe to worship the God of Wangchuan."

"In view of Feng Changqing's crimes, I think of Feng Yuan's meritorious service, and send him as an envoy of Wangchuan to patrol the river of Wangchuan."

"When will Patriarch Qingyun's body be retrieved, and when will he be freed, otherwise, until he dies..."

Feng Qinglei said indifferently.

what?
Messenger of Wangchuan?
Hearing this suddenly, Feng Yuan's expression changed drastically.

There was a flash of panic and fear in his eyes...

Although the Tianfeng tribe does not have a clear and firm belief in gods, they have a tradition of offering sacrifices to the God of Wangchuan.

Every ten years, the Tianfeng tribe will hold a ceremony to worship the river god, praying for the tribe to have good weather and no disasters.

now!

The ten-year period is not far away!
As the envoy who inspects the River of Forgotten River, once Feng Changqing is branded, he will take on the mission of maintaining the River of Forgotten River.

When the time comes, he must enter the River of Forgetfulness to clean up the corpses of the undead washed out by the river.

The River of Forgetfulness contains great terror!
Even with the brand of the Messenger of the River of Forgetfulness and being able to walk in the river normally, he would still be eroded by evil spirits and resentful spirits.

therefore!

Since ancient times, none of the Wangchuan envoys of the Tianfeng Tribe lived for more than ten years.

Can be imagined.

Once Feng Changqing becomes the envoy of the River of Forgetfulness, he will also be eroded by the River of Forgetfulness, and eventually die without a place to bury him.

especially!

He is just a mortal without any cultivation or strength.

I'm afraid, he will die faster!
kaka~
Thinking of that scene, Feng Yuan clenched his fists tightly, and boundless pain burst out from his eyes...

Compared to him, Feng Changqing was very calm.

even!

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

like that.

It seems that he is not afraid of the punishment of becoming an envoy of Wangchuan, but rather excited.

"Become the messenger of Wangchuan, that's great!"

"With the imprint blessing of the envoy of Wangchuan, I can enter the river of Wangchuan to collect the corpses. There are many corpses of powerful people in there."

"It is said that even demigods and even true gods are buried in it!"

"If I can get the corpses of those strong men, then I can use them to invite the envoy Dongfang Bubai to embark on the road of cultivation."

"The River of Forgotten River is a nightmare for others, but for me, it is a place of great opportunity..."

Feng Changqing whispered to himself.

In the fundus of the eyes, a wave of excitement rose faintly!

……

Feng Qinglei and the others were not clear about his thoughts.

Seeing him bowing his head and keeping silent all the time, everyone thought he had accepted this reality in despair.

therefore!

Didn't do what it wanted!
"Feng Changqing, I'll ask you again, where did Patriarch Qingyun's body go? If you are willing to tell the truth, I promise not to chase after you."

At this time.

Feng Qinglei came to him, stared at him closely, and said.

at the same time!

In his hand, he was still holding an ancient black seal...

This is the seal of Wangchuan inherited by the tribe!
It is said.

It is an artifact bestowed on the world by the God of Wangchuan River. It can represent the authority and will of the God of Wangchuan River. As long as it is marked by it, it will become a slave of the river of Wangchuan River.

Serve the River of Forgetfulness all your life!
since ancient times.

Among the Tianfeng tribe, only those who have committed sins or serious mistakes will be used to mark and sacrifice to the river god.

at the same time!

The seal of Wangchuan also represents death!
But all members of the Tianfeng tribe are terrified of it...

but.

The current Feng Changqing is an exception.

Even in the face of Feng Qinglei's repeated reminders, he just shook his head and did not tell the truth of the matter.

See this scene!

Feng Qinglei was also furious!
"Hmph, stubborn!"

"Since this is the case, then you will stay in the River of Forgetfulness forever..."

Say it.

Feng Qinglei directly landed the Seal of Wangchuan in his hand heavily on Feng Changqing's forehead.

"Ah~"

Accompanied by bursts of painful sounds, a large amount of blood gushed out from Feng Changqing's forehead, and his body trembled crazily.

Seeing Feng Yuan next to him, he could not bear to close his eyes...

hmm~
I don't know how long it has passed, but when Feng Changqing's painful screams stopped, he was already limp on the ground.

His complexion was pale!
Also.

On his forehead, there is also an ancient and mysterious imprint. At first glance, it seems that there is boundless evil...

(End of this chapter)