Chapter 319 Wangchuan Water Palace, the Third Generation of Messengers!

The Forgotten River, mysterious and strange!

For the knowledge of it, 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...

Swish!

Rowing an old boat, Feng Changqing sailed slowly in the Forgotten River, paying close attention to the surrounding movements.

Although he was the Forgotten Messenger and could enter and exit the Forgotten River freely, he still encountered many dangers in the past few days.

This Forgotten River is far more terrifying than he imagined!

Time passed bit by bit.

Buzz~

I don’t know how long it has been. When Feng Changqing came to the center of the Forgotten River, suddenly, a wisp of strange fog emerged on the black river surface.

At the same time!

In Feng Changqing’s ears, there seemed to be some 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 unprecedented great fortune.

So!

He recalled his previous experience, carefully pursuing the source of the sound, approaching little by little.

After a long time!

The strange fog on the Wangchuan River had completely dissipated. At this time, Feng Changqing found himself in an unfamiliar area.

On the dark river surface, an ancient and mysterious archway appeared, which looked like a door at first glance.

Hualala~

Under the push of some force, the boat under Feng Changqing's feet began to follow the water flow and slowly sailed into the archway.

Boom!

When entering the archway, something happened that shocked Feng Changqing.

I saw.

The black river surface in front of him suddenly collapsed, and then, under the involvement of some great force, a passage was opened up.

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

Hualala~

After passing through a cold darkness, an ancient and mysterious palace came into Feng Changqing's eyes.

In front of the palace, there was a mottled stone tablet.

There were a few scarlet characters on it...

"Wangchuan Water Palace?"

Looking at the characters, Feng Changqing muttered softly.

"What is this place?"

"I never thought that there would be such a mysterious place in this cold and desolate Wangchuan River."

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

"Could it be the water palace of the Wangchuan River God?"

Suddenly!

Feng Changqing seemed to have thought of something, and his heart was filled with awe.

The Wangchuan River God, that is the god that has been passed down in their Tianfeng tribe. Although he has not been worshipped, he has always been highly respected.

The river god has a lofty status in the Tianfeng tribe...

Since ancient times, he has been revered!

Feng Changqing has also heard of the legends about the Wangchuan River God, but he has never really taken it to heart.

However!

Seeing this mysterious Wangchuan Water Palace today has somewhat subverted his cognition.

Whirl~

Just as he was looking at the Wangchuan Water Palace in front of him, the small boat under his feet had entered it under the push of the river water.

When Feng Changqing really came to the Wangchuan Water Palace, he was surprised to find that this was indeed a temple dedicated to the river god.

See!

At the end of the water palace hall, there is an altar, and the statue on the altar is very similar to Heshan of the Tianfeng tribe.

However!

The statue in the Wangchuan Water Palace is more ancient and more majestic...

In addition.

After Feng Changqing looked carefully, he also found a mysterious corpse in a corner of the altar.

He stood with a sword, revealing a majestic aura between his eyebrows.

That look!

It seems to be the guardian of this Wangchuan Water Palace...

"Hiss~"

"This corpse, could it be a demigod when he was alive?"

Feeling the powerful momentum emanating from the corpse and the faint divine light hidden in its bones, Feng Changqing couldn't help but feel shocked.

But then, he showed ecstasy!

Demigod!

To him, it was an extremely powerful existence. It was not easy to find a corpse of a God Wheel Realm on weekdays.

However, there was a corpse that looked like a demigod. If he took it to trade with the Eastern Messenger, he would definitely be able to gain powerful power.

Thinking of this!

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

After arriving in front of the corpse, he confirmed that there was no danger, and then he carefully stretched out his palm...

However!

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Swish!

When Feng Changqing's hands just touched the corpse, suddenly, the corpse's eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened.

"Ah~"

This sudden change scared Feng Changqing so much that his soul flew away, and his whole body fell heavily to the ground.

"Boy, are you thinking about my body?"

At this time!

Another strange voice sounded from behind him, frightening Feng Changqing so much that his hair stood on end.

He turned around with difficulty!

All he saw was an illusory figure floating in the air, staring straight at him...

"Who... are you?"

Feng Changqing swallowed his saliva, and his heart was filled with panic.

At this moment!

He had no idea what kind of strange existence he had encountered.

Facing Feng Changqing's panic and fear, the illusory figure smiled faintly, and then came in front of him.

Feng Changqing was frightened and retreated again and again...

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

In order to comfort Feng Changqing, the shadow showed a kind smile.

However.

This did not make Feng Changqing relax his vigilance!

Seeing this scene.

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

"Boy, this is the legendary Wangchuan Water Palace. Being able to come here is both your misfortune and your luck."

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Feng Jitian, and I am the third generation Wangchuan messenger of the Tianfeng tribe."

Feng Jitian?

The third generation Wangchuan messenger?

Hearing this, Feng Changqing couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"The third generation of Wangchuan messenger, then you have lived for a long time?"

He asked carefully.

In response!

Feng Jitian nodded.

"I have been here for more than 30,000 years!"

"Over the years, the Tianfeng tribe has also produced many Wangchuan messengers, but only a few can come to this Wangchuan Water Palace."

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

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

"It seems that all this is destined by God, so that you can inherit my mantle and become the next Wangchuan messenger..."

Feng Jitian said with infinite sighs.

Then.

In his eyes, a smile of relief appeared.

The real Wangchuan messenger?

Feng Changqing was very confused listening to Feng Jitian's words.

He never knew that there were real and fake Wangchuan messengers...

"What is a real Wangchuan messenger?"

After a moment of silence.

Feng Changqing asked with a hint of curiosity.

Hearing this!

Feng Jitian showed an elusive and mysterious smile on his face, which seemed to be a sigh, but also seemed to be sad.

"The so-called real Wangchuan messenger is the one who controls the Wangchuan altar and has the power to patrol the entire Wangchuan River."

"The Wangchuan messenger of the Tianfeng tribe is just a show."

"The Wangchuan messenger can change your fate, but it can also limit your fate. It can make you powerful, but it can also lead you to destruction."

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

Feng Jitian said self-deprecatingly.

After that.

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