Whitewash that High Priest [System]

Ji Feng didn't see the doubt in Yuntian patriarch's eyes, he was looking at the bowl of food in Yunhai's hand, and asked him teasingly, "Is this going to deliver food to Ruzhen's family?"

Yun Hai scratched his hair in embarrassment, and nodded.

Ruzhen's father and mother died unexpectedly when she was seven or eight years old, leaving her alone with a newborn little sister.The patriarch's family cared a lot for the two sisters. Whenever there was something delicious at home, Yunhai would send some to Ruzhen's tent. The relationship between Yunhai and Ruzhen was so deep, and there was definitely this layers of reasons.

"Go, don't keep Ruzhen waiting." Ji Feng blinked at him, seeing Yun Hai's somewhat dark face turned red, and then he gave up.

Yun Hai stabilized the bowl full of food in his hand, and quickly left the tent as if fleeing.

Ji Feng shook his head, looked at the patriarch's family standing aside, and said to them with a light smile, "I'm here to tell you about this, you can continue to eat, I'll go back first, so I won't bother you .”

After all, he opened the door curtain and wanted to leave, but was blocked by Yunshan in a hurry.

"Master Feng, you can stay and eat with us. When you go back now, there is no food in the tent, right? Yunhai has gone to Ruzhen's place, and you don't allow me to go out. No one can cook for you!"

Ji Feng raised his eyes and glanced at Yun Shan, tapped his forehead with his fingers, and said angrily: "You really think I can't do anything, when you didn't cook for me before, I didn't take good care of myself of."

After saying this, Yun Shan's expression changed, he pulled his face deafly, remorse and distress mixed with various emotions, making Ji Feng's heart skip a beat, knowing that he might have said something wrong.

Yunshan is still struggling with the fact that he did not take good care of the original owner. Although Yunshan is not to blame for this matter, Yunshan is still condemning himself in his heart.

Ji Feng was a little annoyed, he patted Yunshan on the shoulder, and changed the subject in time, "But you're right, now I have to cook for myself when I go back, so it's not as comfortable to eat directly. What's more, my cooking skills are better than Don’t go to Caixiang Grandma.”

The patriarch's wife Caixiang, who was suddenly named, covered her mouth and smiled lightly, obviously very happy to be praised by Ji Feng.

As expected, Yunshan was distracted by Ji Feng's words, he turned around quickly, and hurriedly walked to the other side of the tent, muttering incessantly: "Master Feng, sit down quickly, I'll get you some Bowl and stick."

The time for a meal passed quickly, and Ji Feng smiled and looked at Caixiang's grandmother who was cleaning up the mess, without concealing his satisfaction, "Caixiang's grandmother's cooking skills are still as good as ever."

Aunt Caixiang bent her eyes and raised her hand to rub Ji Feng's hair. The slightly rough texture and the whiteness in her eyes made her eyes flash with pity, "If you like to eat, Mr. Feng can come every day in the future. That's all Mom can do for you."

"This is what grandma said. I will come to eat when I have free time in the future. Grandma won't think I'm troublesome!" Ji Feng took Caixiang's hand and shook it coquettishly.

Grandma Caixiang was amused by Ji Feng's actions, she continued to pack up the bowls and small wooden sticks, muttering softly in her mouth, as if the days had returned to the time when Mr. Wen was still there, "What you said is your meal. It's all here with grandma, and grandma won't drive you away, it's too late for grandma to be happy!"

Ji Feng licked his lips and didn't continue to answer, but his heart was warm.

He took the two pieces of animal skins that he took off, covered his face again, and when he got up to say goodbye, he caught a glimpse of Patriarch Yuntian's hesitant to speak out of the corner of his eye.

Ji Feng understood clearly, he probably guessed what patriarch Yuntian was thinking, he might be able to hide it from others, but patriarch Yuntian didn't have much possibility.

He softly called the patriarch who was hesitating, and took the initiative to say: "I have something to tell the patriarch, if you are okay, patriarch, can you walk with me?"

Patriarch Yuntian hurriedly nodded in agreement, and after greeting the others, he left the tent with Ji Feng.

After walking a little further, Patriarch Yuntian lost his composure, and hesitantly asked Ji Feng: "Master Feng, did you encounter any danger on the road?"

"Without it, I might not be able to come back." Ji Feng considered his words and told Patriarch Yuntian the truth without hiding his intentions, "I met a wild beast that almost bit my neck off, It saved me."

Patriarch Yuntian was startled, and reflexively aimed his eyes at Ji Feng's neck. After seeing that there were no traces of beasts gnawing there, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Who is he? The other tribes you met on the road people?"

Patriarch Yuntian didn't know that Ji Feng was talking about it and not him, so he took it for granted that the savior Ji Feng was talking about was someone from another tribe, but he also wondered why people from other tribes would go out into the wild in this kind of weather.

Ji Feng shook his head, fixed his eyes on Patriarch Yuntian's face, trying to discern the expression on his face, and then said slowly: "It's a snow lion, it's very powerful."

"Snow Lion?" Patriarch Yuntian frowned and repeated, then remembered something, took a breath, the expression on his face did not have the fear or rejection Ji Feng worried about, only full of shock and a little bit of disbelief , "Is the snow lion you are talking about covered in white and tall?"

Ji Feng froze for a moment, then nodded.Patriarch Yuntian's reaction made him a little confused. He looked at the other person's expression of shock because of his words, and the shock even gradually brought obvious surprise, which made him feel even more strange.

"Patriarch, do you know this snow lion?" Ji Feng couldn't help asking him.

"If I'm right..." Patriarch Yuntian whispered as if talking to himself, "If I'm right, this snow lion is probably...a legendary beast!"

Monsoon: ... divine beast?

Ji Feng was dumbfounded by Patriarch Yuntian's answer. He had seen something about the beast in the original owner's memory, but it was spread too mysteriously, so he never took it seriously.What's more, in the memory of the original owner, the appearance of the divine beast is far from that of the snow lion.

It is really impossible for him to associate the snow lion with a big fluffy snowball that is covered in snow and has a chubby body!

etc!Ji Feng's footsteps suddenly paused, and he carefully recalled the characteristics of the beast that Wen Da said. Then his eyes widened, and a trace of disbelief flashed in the black pupils.

In addition to being covered in white and tall, Master Wen also said that the beasts can understand human language and possess supernatural powers.

If the snow lion really had supernatural power, there would be a reasonable explanation why it could enter the place where the divine grass grows without hindrance.The place where the divine grass grows will not exclude creatures with divine power. Apart from the high priests, perhaps only the divine beasts remain.

All the characteristics matched the snow lion, and nothing fell, but the original owner imagined the mythical beast as a huge snowball for some reason.

Understand that it can't, it's really a mythical beast, right?

The more Ji Feng thought about it, the more likely it was, and he completely forgot his initial disdain for creatures like divine beasts.

The patriarch Yuntian on the side was still talking non-stop, and even became more and more agitated. He grabbed Ji Feng's arm, his hands trembling slightly, and his voice was suppressed by him, which sounded extremely mysterious. , but it was hard to hide the excitement and ecstasy in his tone: "Master Feng, if you really meet a divine beast, then the Wagner tribe will..."

He didn't seem to know how to describe it, so he could only stop, forcing himself to calm down his too rapid breathing.

Ji Feng knew what he wanted to say. Master Wen once told the original owner that the world's first high priest with divine power obtained such powerful power after encountering a divine beast by chance, and after a while, The tribe that the high priest belonged to was getting stronger and stronger, and after standing at the peak in that area for many years, it gradually declined.

Ji Feng opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.He looked in the direction of his tent, and then quickly looked away, feeling very unreal.

If Dabai is really a divine beast, then he not only met the divine beast, but also brought the divine beast back to the Wagner tribe. Does this mean that the Wagner tribe is about to dominate the world?

No wonder the system set the difficulty and importance of the second random task so high, no wonder the rewards of this task are so rich.He remembered that when he first came to this world, the system once told him jokingly that his ultimate mission was to lead the tribe to the top of the world. Now it seems that maybe the system is not joking.

Ji Feng looked up at the sky, his whole body was in an indescribable state, as if he was dreaming.

It wasn't until patriarch Yuntian shook his body lightly that he reacted abruptly, retracted his gaze, and looked at the patriarch who was still full of excitement.

"Master Feng, besides saving you, did that snow lion do anything else?"

Ji Feng shook his head and nodded again, his voice sounded a little light, "It saved me, then took me to pick the god grass, and then sent me back. I was able to come back so quickly because of it."

Patriarch Yuntian looked as if he was suffering from dyspnea, he was panting with difficulty, but Ji Feng's next sentence successfully made him forget to breathe, leaving only a dull face.

"It's still in my tent."