Chapter 910 It’s not worth it, Master!

Feng Qing didn't expect that Feng Qi would take her into Wancui Mountain.

In the past, Wancui Mountain was like a forest of monsters, and ordinary spiritual practitioners dared not approach it easily. Now, Wancui Mountain is still as usual outside, but the highest mountain on Wancui Mountain was directly flattened and fell to the current Medicine King Valley.

No, to be precise, it is a small village.

It is different from the Valley of Medicine Kings where the people were crowded and the people were tide.

There are only a few families on this mountain, sparse and look particularly desolate.

Far from afar, Feng Qing saw several hall masters patrolling and training with a few Feng clan members in the air. You could even see the second elder Feng Yu holding a hoe and several medicine children opening up a medicinal field.

The original Baicao Villa no longer exists, but now it only has a few acres of land, swaying with a few lonely spiritual herbs.

"Is this the reason why you have to open the valley?" Feng Qing looked at this scene and felt a little angry: "Father, the ancestor is going to make trouble. Are you not stopping him at all? Just let him open the valley at will? In the end, let the good Medicine King Valley become like this?"

"I want to see the master!"

Feng Qing gritted her teeth, not knowing whether she was holding back the anger or sadness in her heart.

Not worth it!

This is not worth it at all!

It is not worth sacrificing the entire Medicine King Valley for the so-called great plan to save the entire Tianlong Dali!

"The spiritual power in the world has not increased as a result. I can't feel that it will be more spiritual power than before. We have tried everything in Medicine King Valley. Could it be that we have achieved this? Father, take me to see the master, where is he hiding?"

The two stood in the air, and the people below had no way to see them.

Feng Qi is still wearing an iconic white dress with exquisite phoenix patterns embroidered on it.

Feng Qi's expression seemed to be even more ancient, looking at his only daughter indifferently.

Just watching it, without a word.

But it seems like I've said everything.

Feng Qing was shocked.

Her eyes grew bigger and bigger, and then a hint of red color was dyed in the corners of her eyes.

"Impossible. Father, don't scare me."

Feng Qi still didn't answer, so he just reached out and touched Feng Qing's head, very light.

Feng Qing's tears fell down at some point.

She won’t ask if she doesn’t say it on the first day of the junior high school.

If Feng Yi and Mu Yunwen don’t say it, she can also ask the questions to the end.

In fact, she had already guessed in her heart. But she instinctively wanted to avoid the truth that she could not accept.

"Isn't Master the most powerful person in the world? He also boasted to me that he is the leader of the four venerables, and the other three have to force him to be sharp! Father, this is not true, right?"

She couldn't believe it, she recognized her master, but she had only seen it once.

She couldn't believe that those who were as powerful as this, who were already closest to the God Lord would disappear in this world.

Feng Qing couldn't say what she felt in her heart. She felt empty, like a balloon filled with water. Someone had pierced a hole and was running out of water. She tried hard to block it, but she couldn't block it.

"Xiaoqing. I'll stop him."

This is Feng Qi’s question before answering Feng Qing.

Feng Qing looked up at Feng Qi, with water in her starry eyes. No one could not be soft-hearted, let alone Feng Qi, who had been soft-hearted to his daughter.

Feng Qi sighed softly.

"You noticed the breath of Shennong Ding on my body, right?"

Feng Qing bit her lips and didn't say anything, her expression was stubborn.

Just now in the Medicine King Pavilion, the Shennong Ding breath in her body immediately felt the Shennong Ding breath in Fengqi's body. She had only sensed this breath in her big master.

"Shennong Ding, it's on me."

Feng Qing backhanded, covered her mouth with the back of her hand, and tears fell down so big.

Shennong Ding chooses its own master. For thousands of years, the only one who can control the land of Shennong Ding is the only one who can control the Shennong Ding. Shennong Ding has changed its master, and there is only one possibility.

The phoenix floats and falls away.

Feng Qing knows the paranoid nature of a magic weapon to recognize the master more than anyone else, so she understands that even if she is unwilling to believe it, the facts are ultimately true.

Seeing her daughter who had finally met her eyes red in front of her without saying a word, tears falling from her eyes, Feng Qi also felt astringent in her throat and sighed again.

He felt distressed, too.

"Xiaoqing, the ancestor is not completely exiled. If you want to see him, he will agree to see you."

Feng Qing was stunned for a moment, raised her head blankly, not understanding the meaning of Feng Qi's words.

She was sad and had not had time to think about the reason why the ancestor became a feather.

"Shennong Ding is a divine weapon. As a father, he only succeeded the position of protector of the tripod, and did not really become a person who owns the Shennong Ding. Originally, in my realm, even the protector of the tripod could not succeed."

"What my father means"

"The ancestor sacrificed his soul and became the soul of the tripod."

Feng Qing took a breath of cold air.

Sacrifice!

Is it like the Xuanwu God Lord becoming the soul of the Haotian Tower?

Feng Qing suddenly understood why his boss master took the initiative to become stronger. He felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this sentence.

Compared to completely disappearing and becoming an existence like the Xuanwu God Lord, it seems not that unacceptable.

At least, you can see it, right?

Feng Qing's eyes lit up again, as if the blown out candle was re-lit. Feng Qi felt that his life's anger seemed to be about to sigh all the time in this day.

But it was harder for Feng Qing to accept the truth after she knew the truth, so Feng Qi decided to explain the matter thoroughly.

"The Shennong Ding was left by Emperor Yan, just to protect my Feng clan for tens of thousands of years. However, there was no God Lord who succeeded the Lord of the Shennong Ding for thousands of years. Not only the power of the Shennong Ding, but also the soul of the cauldron is constantly consumed. Xiaoqing, the original Shennong Ding had a soul of the cauldron. The ancestor, with his last soul power, had a little vitality again."

Feng Qing's eyes dimmed again.

Therefore, her boss, Master, devoted her life and soul, but she could not even become the Cauldron Soul, but she just became the power to extend her life?

What a joke!

Her big master, has she lived in vain after so many years of life?

He is actually willing to do this kind of business that loses his pants?

"I don't want to see him! His IQ can still become my master. I feel regretful when I think about it."

"Xiaoqing!"

Feng Qi frowned, and his tone became a little cold and hard.

"Otherwise? After he had done so many things, what was he trying to do? He asked me to give medicine to Shui Mohan, but he just wanted his life. He gave the valley a lot of spiritual power, but made the entire Medicine King Valley like this. If the Lord Yan Emperor saw this situation, wouldn't he feel that our descendants had embarrassed him?"

Feng Qi was so angry that he was so angry that he almost wanted to raise his hand when Feng Qing said something.

But I still couldn't bear to see the stubbornness and red bloodshot in Feng Qing's eyes.

"If you don't want to see you, you won't see you."

After saying that, Feng Qi, who was helpless and angry, actually left Feng Qi behind and turned around and disappeared.

Feng Qing stood alone in the air, looking at the desolation of the so-called Medicine King Valley below, and her chin trembled slightly.

Not worth it, not worth it at all!

Master!
Chapter completed!