Chapter 3079 Saint

Because he has woken up, what Wang Feng has to do next is very simple. He is constantly taking the elixir in his hand, and then treating his injuries, which is much faster than the people of this tribe treating him.

Seeing Wang Feng getting better day by day, the people in this tribe couldn't help but be surprised, because Wang Feng's recovery speed was so fast. The little elixir they gave Wang Feng was probably not enough, right?

At the beginning, Wang Feng couldn't get up, and it was extremely difficult to even move. But after just a few days, Wang Feng was not only able to move, but he could also get out of bed and walk around, which meant that he no longer had to rely on the power of the ice bed.

It's a pity that most of Wang Feng's current injuries are external injuries, and it is not easy to recover from real internal injuries.

Under Su Hong's finger, Wang Feng's body almost collapsed, because he was the main person the opponent was targeting, and Turtle Shell just happened to be next to him and suffered collateral damage.

If Wang Feng had let the turtle shell stay in the imperial city, maybe he would not have died.

When he thought of this, Wang Feng felt very guilty. He was the one who killed Turtle Shell, and Wang Feng had to bear most of the responsibility for his fall.

Now that he could leave, the first thing Wang Feng did was to go to Wu Guike's grave and lay three sticks of incense for him.

And when he was offering incense, Wang Feng also used his clairvoyance. He saw the tortoise shell with only half of its body left in the tomb. This was no different from the description of the old clan leader.

Nowadays, the turtle shell is already filled with death energy, and the dead can no longer die. In the past, Wang Feng always envied him for having the ability to be immortal, but now the immortals have also fallen, but he is still alive in this world.

"Don't worry, I will take back all the hatred that dog emperor has inflicted on us bit by bit, and I will make him pay for your life!"

Looking at the tombstone of Turtle Shell, Wang Feng made a sonorous and powerful voice. This was his promise to Turtle Shell, and he kept his word!

"It's good to be at a high level. All injuries recover so quickly."

At this moment, the old patriarch came to Wang Feng and said, "Do you mind if I stay here for a while?"

"This is your territory. You can stay here as long as you want. Of course I don't have any objections."

"Young man, I know what happened this time has hit you hard, but everyone who is alive has to look forward. I hope you can understand."

"I understand." Wang Feng nodded. He knew that the other party came to enlighten him out of good intentions, but would Wang Feng fall down so easily?

Along the way, what has Wang Feng not experienced? What kind of pain have you not experienced?

The murderer must pay with his life, and he must kill the extraterrestrial dog emperor Su Hong.

"Your behavior at the beginning really scared us. I was afraid that although you were good, your heart was broken, so I came to ask you superfluously. Since you survived, you should live well. Don't Waste the second life God has given you."

"Yes." Wang Feng nodded, but secretly thought in his heart, this was the first time he was in danger, and even he couldn't remember it. What kind of second life is given by God? God will never give anyone a second life. second life.

This death is death. It is not easy to resurrect. It is impossible to do it without extraordinary means.

"Well, our clan is in a barren area and we don't have any good healing pills for you. I hope you won't dislike it."

"It's already a great gift that you can save me. Without you, I think I might have perished."

"As the saying goes, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Now that you have landed near our tribe, we can't just die without saving you, right?"

"It seems that people are divided into good and bad."

Looking at the other party, Wang Feng really didn't know what to say.

He actually hated the monks from outside the world very much, but now his life was saved by the monks from outside the world. How should we define good guys and bad guys?

"What?"

Hearing Wang Feng's words, the old patriarch didn't understand what he meant for a while, so he asked doubtfully at this moment.

"It's nothing." Wang Feng shook his head, and then said: "Thank you to your clan for saving my life and burying my friend. As a token of gratitude, you can take these."

While talking, Wang Feng took out a lot of elixirs, all of which were of the highest quality.

Looking at the pills in Wang Feng's hand and smelling the strange fragrance, the old patriarch couldn't help but become a little intoxicated for a moment.

But he quickly reacted and said: "This thing is too precious, I can't accept it."

Their clan itself was used to living a poor life. Now that Wang Feng gave them such a valuable thing, he naturally couldn't accept it. Moreover, they only saved people out of good intentions, not for Wang Feng's reward.

If they really wanted Wang Feng's reward, then Wang Feng's space ring would have been taken away by them long ago.

"It is precious to you, but to me, this is the only thing I can give you in return now."

While speaking, Wang Feng forced these elixirs into the hands of the old clan leader and said: "Even if you can't use it yourself, I think other young people in your clan can always use it. You should also hope that the people in your clan can use it." Getting stronger and stronger, right? These pills can help them."

"this……."

Hearing Wang Feng's words, the old patriarch was a little embarrassed for a moment. He really didn't want to accept these elixirs, but what Wang Feng said made him very hesitant. As Wang Feng said, these elixirs are very likely to be able to help. Others in their tribe might be able to create a group of masters.

So at this moment he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"Just keep the elixir, and you don't have to feel guilty, because I gave it to you as a gift."

"I don't feel guilty, but it always feels like we are here for your elixir."

"Clan leader, the saint is back." At this moment, another clan member ran over and shouted.

"Isn't the saint going to go out for half a year? She hasn't been practicing for half a year yet, right?" After hearing this, the old patriarch didn't care about chatting with Wang Feng here, turned around and left here.

He finally put away the elixir that Wang Feng gave him. He was going to use this elixir as a reward from the tribe and distribute it to others. He believed that with this elixir as a guide, the younger generation in this tribe would definitely fight for their lives. began to practice.

"Saint? What saint?"

After hearing what the other party said, Wang Feng also stood up and walked slowly towards the direction where the old patriarch had just left.

It's not that Wang Feng doesn't want to chase him, it's that his current physical condition is too bad. Even if he can walk, he can barely walk. There are still many injuries that he has yet to recover from, and it will probably take some time.

So he will definitely have to trouble people for a while at this time. As for this saint, of course he has to go and see it.

In this tribe, apart from the clan leader, the saint has the highest status, because the saint is the spiritual symbol of their clan and everyone respects and loves her.

When Wang Feng came to the place where the saint was, he found that all the people in the tribe were kneeling on the ground, even the old patriarch, with a pious look on his face, as if he was praying for something.

Everyone else was kneeling on the ground, all in one place, so when Wang Feng came to this place, he naturally stood out from the crowd, and the saint immediately set her sights on him.

"Who are you?"

Seeing Wang Feng, a stranger, the aura of this saint suddenly became sharp. The saint is a symbol of spirituality and the patron saint of their tribe, because every saint can make liberal use of tribal resources. This cultivation It is naturally faster to improve.

Therefore, although this saint girl looks young, her cultivation has surpassed many men in this clan.

It's a pity that her cultivation is still very weak in Wang Feng's opinion. Even if Wang Feng is seriously injured now, he can still win against such a person with great friendship.

"I am……."

Wang Feng was about to explain that he was a passer-by who entered this place by mistake, but before he could introduce himself, the old clan leader suddenly took over the words and said: "Saint, he fell in the forest ten kilometers away from our tribe. We rescued the injured person when we saw that he was dying."

"So, he is an outsider?" the saint said in a calm tone.

"yes."

"Since he is an outsider, you don't know anything about him and yet you dare to save him. What if he is a spy sent in deliberately by someone from outside?"

"This..." After hearing the saint's words, many elders of this clan were speechless because they had never checked Wang Feng's identity.

Since they brought Wang Feng back, Wang Feng lay on the ice bed like a corpse for a full month. Until now, they don't even know Wang Feng's name.

"Holy girl, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If we didn't save him at that time, he would definitely have died. And after we rescued him, we even used your ice bed without authorization to hold back his last breath of life. .”

At this time, the old patriarch spoke and told everything that had happened. The saint's eyes widened when she heard it. Then her voice suddenly rose and she said, "You actually let him sleep on my ice bed?"

"We have no choice to save people."

"There is a rule from our ancestors that no one can sleep on an ice bed except the saint. This is a rule. Have you even broken the rule?"

"Holy girl, we also wanted to save his life. We all made the decision together. If you want to punish, then punish us all." At this time, another middle-aged man spoke, willing to follow their old patriarch to be punished. .

They had indeed discussed it together when sending Wang Feng to the ice bed. Now that the Saint was furious, they were naturally willing to take responsibility.

"Yes, if you want to be punished, punish us all." At this time, another person agreed and lowered his head.

It can be seen that their tribe is still very united. Although everyone's cultivation level is not very high, their willingness to suffer punishment along with the tribe leader is commendable.

It's just that this saint girl really used chicken feathers as arrows, but she just slept on the ice bed. Could it be that Wang Feng could move the bed away for her?

"Okay, since you are willing to be punished together, this saint will never show mercy."

As she spoke, the saint said: "Starting from today, your cultivation resources will be withheld for a month. Within a month, no one can get any cultivation resources."

Wow~

Hearing this, everyone in this tribe was shocked. Not receiving training resources for a month, is this punishment too severe?

"Holy girl, we just saw that no one was sleeping on the ice bed. We were just trying to save people. You don't need to impose such a severe punishment, right?" At this time, the old patriarch spoke. At this time, he had to stand up, otherwise the next In a month, they might not even have any cultivation resources.