Feng Tianxiu is quite sincere:

"I'm serious, because you are a Tianmai practitioner,"

"Feng Yi is not."

Feng Yi was Su Youyang, Feng Heguang respectfully called Yang Huang, but Feng Tianxiu directly called him by his real name.

"The legend of the Heavenly Veiner has always been a real taboo among the royal family."

"Because according to legend, every generation of Tianmai practitioners will awaken the memory inheritance in their genes."

Su Mu's eyes narrowed severely.

Memory inheritance?

This word is so familiar.

Feng Tianxiu looked at Su Mu:

"The ancestor of the Wind Clan, before his death, engraved his cultivation into the genes of his direct descendants. Theoretically, the person who inherits the most genes in each generation has a chance of awakening and becoming a Heavenly Veiner. Therefore,

He will automatically become the patriarch of the Feng Royal Family."

"And after the last emperor of the empire died in battle, you were the first Heavenly Veiner."

In front of Su Mu's eyes, the brilliant golden figure that appeared when he plundered the emperor's armor from Feng Qinghuang's body suddenly appeared.

Across the starry sky, the stars are convinced.

Unfortunately, he and the empire eventually perished together.

Feng Tianxiu looked at Su Mu with burning eyes:

"Little guy, I'm different from others."

"The biggest difference is...!"

"I'm afraid of death."

Su Mu couldn't hold it back at all and was immediately discouraged.

He almost spat at the old immortal in front of him.

Are you afraid of death?

You've lived for at least ten thousand years.

Are you still afraid of death?

A thousand-year-old king, an 80,000-year-old turtle, you can live longer than a turtle.

By the way, how did you survive?

Pass on some experience.
Chapter completed!