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

Chapter 319 Wangchuan Shuifu, the third generation messenger!
The River of Forgotten River is mysterious and weird!

The cognition of it has been kept secret for endless years, few people are willing to mention it, and even fewer people are willing to step into it...

Whoa!
Rowing an old small boat, Feng Changqing drove unhurriedly in the river of Wangchuan, and at the same time paid 12 attention to pay close attention to the movement around him.

Although he, as the envoy of Wangchuan, was able to freely enter and exit the river of Wangchuan, he still encountered many dangers these days.

This river of forgetfulness is far more terrifying than he imagined!
Time passed little by little.

hum~
I don't know how long it has passed, when Feng Changqing came to the center of the River of Forgetfulness, suddenly, a strange mist appeared on the black river surface.

at the same time!

In Feng Changqing's ears, there seemed to be some kind of strange voice that could be described in words, guiding him to an unknown place.

In the dark, Feng Changqing had a feeling that by following that voice, he could obtain an unprecedented great fortune.

then!

He recalled his previous experiences, and carefully pursued the source of the sound, getting closer bit by bit.

After a long time!

The strange mist on the River of Forgotten River had completely dissipated. At this time, Feng Changqing found himself in a strange place.

On the dark river surface, an ancient and mysterious archway appeared. At a glance, it looked like a gate.

wow~
Driven by some force, the small boat under Feng Changqing began to slowly sail into the archway along the current.

Boom!

When driving into the archway, something that shocked Feng Changqing happened.

I see.

The black river in front of him collapsed suddenly, and then, pulled by some mighty force, a passage was opened up.

And the boat under his feet also drifted in...

wow~
After passing through the icy darkness, an ancient and mysterious palace came into Feng Changqing's eyes.

In front of the hall, there is still a mottled stone tablet.

There are several big scarlet characters outlined on it...

"Wangchuan Water Mansion?"

Looking at those large characters, Feng Changqing muttered softly.

"What is this place?"

"It's really unexpected that there is such a mysterious place in this cold and lonely river of Wangchuan."

"It looks like this is a temple used to worship gods?"

"Could it be that it's the Water Mansion of the God of Wangchuan River?"

suddenly!

Feng Changqing seemed to have thought of something, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

The God of Wangchuan River, that is the god that has been handed down by their Tianfeng tribe. Although they are not enshrined, they have always been highly respected.

The God of the River has a lofty status in the Tianfeng Tribe...

It has been revered since ancient times!

Feng Changqing had also heard about related legends about Wangchuan River God, but he never really paid attention to it.

however!
Seeing this mysterious Wangchuan Water Mansion today, it somewhat overturned his cognition.

wow~
Just as he was looking at the Wangchuan Water Mansion in front of him, the boat under his feet had already entered it under the push of the river.

When he actually came to Wangchuan Water Mansion, Feng Changqing was surprised to find that it really was a temple dedicated to the God of the River.

I see!

At the end of the hall of the Water Mansion, there is an altar, and the statue enshrined on the altar is [-]% similar to Heshan of the Tianfeng Tribe.

but!

The statues in Wangchuan Water Mansion are even older and more majestic...

Besides.

After careful scrutiny by Feng Changqing, he also found a mysterious corpse in a corner of the altar.

He stood with his sword in his hands, with a mighty look on his brows.

Like that!
It seems to be the guardian of this Wangchuan Water Mansion...

"Sigh~"

"Is this corpse a demigod?"

Feeling the powerful aura emanating from the corpse and the faint divine light contained in the bones around it, Feng Changqing couldn't help being shocked.

But then, he showed ecstasy!

Demi god!

To him, that was an extremely powerful existence, and it was already very difficult to find a corpse in the realm of the gods.

However, right now there is a corpse suspected to be a demigod. If it is traded with the Eastern Envoy, it will definitely gain great power.

Think here!

Feng Changqing carefully looked at the Wangchuan Water Mansion in front of him, then rowed the boat under his feet and drove towards the corpse.

After coming to the corpse and confirming that there was no danger, he stretched out his palm carefully...

however!
At this moment, the mutation protrudes!

Swish!
When Feng Changqing's hands just touched the corpse, suddenly, the closed eyes of the corpse opened suddenly.

"Ah~"

This sudden change scared Feng Changqing out of his wits, and his whole body fell heavily to the ground.

"Boy, are you playing tricks on my body?"

This time!

Another strange voice sounded from behind him, making Feng Changqing's hair stand on end in fright.

He turned around with difficulty!

Only, an illusory figure was floating in mid-air, looking straight at him...

"Who are you?"

Feng Changqing swallowed his saliva, feeling terrified in his heart.

now!

He had no idea what a strange existence he had encountered.

Facing Feng Changqing's panic and fear, that illusory figure smiled lightly, and then came to him.

Frightened, Feng Changqing retreated again and again...

"Boy, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

To appease Feng Changqing, Xu Ying showed a kind smile.

however.

This didn't make Feng Changqing relax his vigilance!

See this scenario.

The phantom didn't care, and fell beside the corpse...

"Boy, this is the legendary Wangchuan Water Mansion. Being able to come here is not only your misfortune, but also your luck."

"Let me introduce first, my name is Feng Jitian, and I am the third-generation envoy of Wangchuan from the Tianfeng tribe."

It's windy?
The third generation of Wangchuan Messenger?
Hearing this, Feng Changqing couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"The third generation of Wangchuan Messenger, haven't you lived for a long time?"

he asked carefully.

To this!

Feng Jitian nodded.

"I have been here for more than 3 years!"

"Over the years, the Tianfeng tribe has also produced many Wangchuan envoys, but there are very few who can come to this Wangchuan water mansion."

"Moreover, none of them has been recognized by the Altar of Wangchuan and has become a real messenger of Wangchuan."

"If you don't come, after three days at most, my obsession will be wiped out and completely dissipated in this world."

"It seems that all of this is predestined by the heavens, that you will inherit my mantle and become the next messenger of Wangchuan..."

Feng Jitian said with infinite sigh.

Subsequently.

There was a relieved smile in his eyes.

The real messenger of Wangchuan?
Hearing Feng Jitian's words, Feng Changqing was very confused.

He never knew that the Messenger of Wangchuan could be true or false...

"What is the real messenger of Wangchuan?"

There was silence for a moment.

Feng Changqing asked with a hint of curiosity.

Hear it!

The corner of Feng Jitian's mouth reveals an unpredictable and mysterious smile, which seems to be a sigh, but also seems to be sad.

"The so-called real Messenger of Wangchuan is someone who controls the altar of Wangchuan and has the power to inspect the entire river of Wangchuan."

"The Wangchuan envoy of the Tianfeng Tribe is nothing more than a superficial appearance."

"The Messenger of Wangchuan can change your destiny, but at the same time, it can also limit your destiny. It can make you stronger, but it can also lead you to destruction."

"Its existence may not be tolerated in the world..."

Feng Jitian laughed at himself.

Say it.

Under Feng Changqing's surprised gaze, he raised his hand and pointed out that a strange and mysterious ancient altar appeared in front of him.

(End of this chapter)