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

Chapter 290 Offering a dead body to fulfill your dream!
By the river of Wangchuan!

Lin Wudao kept examining Feng Changqing through the light curtain in the void; at the same time, Feng Changqing also stared blankly at the void with incredible eyes.

at this time!

In front of him, a mysterious light curtain manifested out of thin air, and within that light curtain, there was also a mysterious and mysterious phantom.

The whole body exudes a majestic aura of supremacy, like the god of the nine heavens, not to be peeped at, not to be blasphemed...

Just the phantom, it gave him boundless pressure!
Looking at the other party, Feng Changqing felt his soul tremble uncontrollably.

Boom!
In the end, he couldn't help but knelt down on the ground, trembling.

"Is this... the messenger of God?"

Feng Changqing looked terrified.

As a member of the Tianfeng tribe, he has been ruthlessly abandoned by this world since he was born. Although he has unrivaled talents, he cannot gather the spiritual power of the world.

Whenever spiritual power enters his body, it will be lost automatically like flowing water...

Regarding Feng Changqing's situation, many strong men of the Tianfeng tribe have also checked, but the conclusion is that his body is like a slip through the net.

It is impossible to retain spiritual power!
therefore!

No matter how you practice, it won't help.

In this life, I can only be an ordinary mortal...

For more than 20 years, Feng Changqing has also longed for the future, longed for it, and even worked hard, but the ending disappointed him greatly.

No matter how hard he tried, nothing changed!

original!

Feng Changqing was already in despair, but he didn't know that just now he heard a voice from the sky and learned of the existence of Dongfang Bubai.

So, with the mentality of giving it a try, Feng Changqing tried to pray to the sky.

Unexpectedly, it succeeded!
He invited Dongfang Bubai, the envoy of God.

This made him both shocked and inexplicably surprised...

"You...you are the messenger of God?"

a long time.

Feng Changqing plucked up his courage and asked cautiously.

"Hmm~"

"Feng Changqing, you pray sincerely, do you want me to help you solve the crux of your body and embark on the road of cultivation?"

"Yes! I beg the messenger from the East to help me!"

"As long as I can practice normally, the villain is willing to pay any price..."

Feng Changqing worshiped devoutly.

See you!

Lin Wudao, who was in the temple, had a smile on his lips.

The fish has been hooked~
"Feng Changqing, this seat is a paid service. If you want to get help from this seat, you must come up with something that makes this seat tempt you."

"for this I……"

Hear this.

Feng Changqing fell silent.

He is just an ordinary mortal, how can he get a fetish or treasure?
"Emissary of the East, I... am willing to use my own life to pay for it, is that okay?"

"Your life is worthless!"

uh~
As soon as these words came out, Feng Changqing clenched his fists tightly, and the light of hope that had just risen in his heart was instantly extinguished at this moment.

He has only one life now!
If even life was worthless, he would have nothing to sell anymore.

thought here.

A trace of bitterness appeared in Feng Changqing's eyes.

just now!

He no longer has any expectations~
Seeing his appearance, Lin Wudao smiled slightly.

"Feng Changqing, although your life is worthless, and you can't come up with the fetishes or treasures that make me excited, but you have other things in your hands that can let me help you fulfill your wish."

what?
other things?

Feng Changqing looked around with a dazed expression on his face.

He had no idea what Lin Wudao was referring to...

"Emissary of the East, I don't know what you are talking about?"

"Corpse!"

"This seat likes to collect the corpses of powerful people in the world. As long as you can take out three corpses of beings above the Divine Wheel Realm, this seat will fulfill your wish and allow you to practice like a normal person."

An ethereal voice came down from the void.

what?
You want a corpse?

Hearing this weird request, Feng Changqing couldn't help but froze in place.

"Emissary of the East, are you sure... as long as the corpse is enough?"

"Ok!"

"As long as you offer the corpses of three creatures above the Divine Wheel Realm, I will let you get what you want!"

hiss~
After confirming that he heard correctly, Feng Changqing felt an unprecedented surprise and excitement in his heart.

He has nothing else but a lot of corpses!
For these years, he has guarded the bank of the Wangchuan River, collecting the corpses washed out of the river. On the one hand, he wanted to find a glimmer of vitality for cultivation from these dead people.

On the other hand, I also want to use this method to accumulate virtue and pray for myself...

After more than ten years, he has collected the corpses of thousands of living beings.

Among them, there is God Wheel Realm!

but.

Only two!

There is still one body short of the three Shenlunjing corpses that Lin Wudao requested.

thought here.

Feng Changqing first looked at the river of Wangchuan in front of him, but then shook his head.

Now, he is just a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken.

In the Wangchuan River, there is a great horror!
Even if there are countless corpses of strong men inside, it is impossible for him to salvage them...

"Emissary of the East, can we wait a few more days for this matter?"

"can!"

"When did you get together the corpses of three strong men above the Divine Wheel Realm? Then you can just chant my real name. As long as the conditions are met, this seat will automatically fulfill your wish."

Say it.

The light curtain in the void suddenly shattered and turned into nothingness.

Only Feng Changqing was left alone, standing quietly by the bank of the Wangchuan River, looking at the undulating and strange river surface, contemplating...

"There's only one body missing, what should I do?"

"The River of Forgotten River must not go down, and apart from the River of Forgotten River, the only way to find the corpses of creatures above the Divine Wheel Realm is the ancestral hall of the tribe."

"In there, the ancestors of the tribe are enshrined and buried, and some of them must have reached the realm of the gods."

"No! I can't do this!"

"In the ancestral hall, the ancestors of the tribe are buried. If I dig out their bones for my own self-interest, it would be an act of conscience."

"Doing this, how is it different from animals?"

"But if we don't dig up the ancestral hall, how can we get together the corpses of the three powerhouses in the Divine Wheel Realm..."

Feng Changqing racked his brains, but couldn't get a satisfactory answer.

"Perhaps, this is fate!"

After a long time.

He let out a long sigh.

Say it.

It is to lift the corpse under his feet and prepare to bury it.

call out!
However, just as he turned around, a sharp piercing sound came suddenly, and finally turned into a primitive spirit boat and landed in front of him.

On it stood a majestic man with a spear in his hand!

"Big brother?"

Looking at the person coming, Feng Changqing was a little surprised.

This person is obviously his elder brother.

Fengyuan!

One of the most outstanding arrogances of the Tianfeng tribe, he has cultivated to the middle stage of the altar, and he is also the closest relative who sheltered him since he was a child.

"Brother, didn't you lead the clan soldiers to patrol the border, why did you come to my bank of Wangchuan River?"

Feng Changqing questioned.

now!

From Feng Yuan's face, he could see traces of grief...

"Changqing, come back with me immediately, something serious happened to the tribe."

"What happened?"

"Ancestor Qingyun failed to attack the realm, and now he has passed away..."

Feng Yuan sadly replied.

what?
Patriarch Qingyun is dead?

boom!
Hearing this suddenly, Feng Changqing's eyes widened suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

Patriarch Qingyun, named Feng Qingyun!

He is one of the most powerful people in the Tianfeng tribe. His cultivation strength has reached the god wheel level, and he has made countless contributions to the tribe.

Now, he failed to attack the realm and died, which was a huge blow to the entire Tianfeng tribe.

Losing a strong man in the Divine Wheel Realm, their survival in the Tianfeng tribe will become even more difficult in the future...

"Brother, this is too sudden, Patriarch Qingyun..."

"do not talk!"

"Hurry up and go back with me, and see the ancestor for the last time."

talking.

Feng Yuan didn't allow Feng Changqing to refute at all, and directly rolled him onto the spirit boat with a powerful force, and then carried him away from the bank of Wangchuan River at the fastest speed.

(End of this chapter)