Fengcheng was a little embarrassed, so he quickly withdrew his hand, coughed lightly, and changed the topic: "The elf bone is ready, come with me."

Feng Xingchen said "um" and followed him into the ancestral hall.

Su Jinyue, who witnessed everything throughout the whole process, hesitated for a moment and followed in.

The ancestral hall is not big, less than 200 square meters. It has bright candles and sandalwood lingering incense. A long incense table is placed in the center. There is a row of tablets on the table, all of which are the names of the patriarchs of the Elves. There is an incense burner in front of the table, with a few unburned incense sticks inserted into it. There is an oath next to it, with some offerings placed on it and a black lacquer box.

Fengcheng picked up three incense sticks, lit them with candlelight on the table, held the incense in both hands, bowed respectfully to the tablets, looked up at the ancestors, and said aloud: "Ancestors are here, today my son Feng Xingchen retrieved the key and found a glimmer of life for the elves. Now I will restore my son's elves identity and restore his elves bones!"

After saying that, he respectfully inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Feng Xingchen also bowed with a solemn look on his face.

Su Jinyue stood aside, she thought for a while, and hesitated whether she would also give these elders a stick of incense?

She looked at the solemn and majestic ancestral hall above her head, and finally decided to put on a stick of incense. When she came, she just treated it as a fear of her ancestors.

She stepped forward and walked to the incense table, took out three incense sticks and lit them, raised her hands slightly, held her face solemnly, bowed respectfully, and then stood up straight.

Unexpectedly, the golden light suddenly flourished on the tablets. Then, a golden light shot out from the highest tablet and came straight towards Su Jinyue.

Feng Cheng Feng Xingchen's face changed at the same time.

Feng Xingchen was about to step forward and pull Su Jinyue away, but was stopped by Fengcheng.

Feng Xingchen turned his head in confusion, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes, "Father?"

Fengcheng's face was slightly dark, and he simply spit out two words that soothe people's hearts, "Don't worry."

Feng Xingchen was slightly stunned and subconsciously turned to look.

When the fierce golden light came to Su Jinyue, it suddenly became weaker. The golden light circled around her for several times, then led Su Jinyue to insert the incense into the middle position in the incense burner, and then the golden light turned into a pair of hands, bowed to Su Jinyue in a very good manner, and finally returned to the tablet like a wind.

And the three incense sticks inserted into the center of the incense burner were hidden in golden light.

Su Jinyue stood quietly in front of the incense table, looked up at the highest tablet, narrowing her eyes slightly, as if she had some realization.

In the eyes of these tablets, she was the former queen of light, burning incense and bowing. The ancestors of these elves believed that they could not afford it.

Feng Xingchen stepped forward and came to her and said worriedly: "Is it okay?"

Su Jinyue shook her head, "It's okay."

Feng Xingchen also looked up at the pile of tablets, thinking about something.

Fengcheng also came over at this time, first looking at Su Jinyue with an inquiring look. He actually had some guesses in his heart, but it was not the time to say this now, then he retracted his gaze and looked at Feng Xingchen, "I will restore the elf bones to you now."

Feng Xingchen nodded, "I'm sorry, my father."

Fengcheng turned around and walked to the altar beside him, picked up the black lacquer box, opened it gently, and a piece of bone appeared in front of the three of them.

The elf bone is only two feet long, the thickness of the fingers is as white as jade, with abundant spiritual energy, just like the wind and stars, and the whole body exudes a warm and soft luster.

Feng Xingchen's eyelashes drooped slightly, and his face was still calm. Only he knew that the knuckles hidden in his sleeves had turned slightly white, and some thin sweat was on his palms.

He still remembered the pain of the wrist bones taken out of his body, which was so heart-wrenching that he almost slashed his silver teeth.

If he wanted to reinstall the elf bone, he would have to endure the painful wrist bone pain again.

Fengcheng stretched out his finger and pointed to the cushion beside him and signaled to Feng Xingchen, "You sit there first and eat the Fu Ling Dan."

Feng Xingchen sat cross-legged on the cushion in silence, facing the tablet, facing the dark night outside the door. He took out the velvet elixir from his arms and began to close his eyes and breathe.

Fengcheng walked behind him, sat cross-legged, made seals with his hands, and gently pressed against Feng Xingchen's back with pure spiritual power slowly poured into Feng Xingchen's body.

Feng Xingchen groaned, his brows frowned instantly, as if he was enduring some pain.

He was forcibly invaded by external spiritual power. Even if Feng Cheng lightened his strength and tried to fill his meridians as softly as possible, after all, it was not his own spiritual power. Feng Xingchen would still feel the discomfort and the pain when his meridians expanded.

Su Jinyue watched from the side, and several golden needles had appeared at her fingertips, ready to help at any time.

After wandering all Feng Xingchen's meridians with pure spiritual power and confirming that the Fu Ling Pill had integrated into each of his meridians, he picked up the delicate and moist elf bone. The spiritual power in his hand surged, the elf bone was suspended in his palm, and his wrist moved slightly. Fengcheng carefully controlled the elf bone and let it slowly approach Feng Xingchen.

The front end of the elf bone passed through his clothes and slowly entered his skin.

Feng Xingchen suddenly stiffened his body, let out a muffled groan, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his face was shaking, and his expression was distorted.

However, the elf bones only entered one-third the size of a fingernail.

Su Jinyue raised her heart and stared at Feng Xingchen with concern, wanting to give her words of encouragement, but she was afraid of disturbing them.

"Honest it, it will be fine soon." Fengcheng spoke out to comfort him.

Feng Xingchen gritted his teeth, thinking that Su Jinyue was still standing beside him, and at the same time he felt that worried gaze, he moved his heart and immediately raised his breath, gritted his teeth, and did not intend to make another sound.

He didn't want her to worry.

As the elf bone slowly pushed in, Feng Xingchen's face became more and more painful, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and the hands on his knees clenched into fists. The blue veins appeared, and his fingers fell into his palms, leaving deep red marks. If he hadn't had the habit of trimming his nails on weekdays, his hands would have been stained with blood at this moment.

However, judging from the perseverance and twisted expression on his face, the pain he suffered can also be imagined.

Su Jinyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she unconsciously clenched the golden needle in her hand. Her heart seemed to be stabbed by a needle, and a burst of fine and dense pain appeared, which was so sore and swollen.

Only then did she realize that Feng Xingchen suffered these hardships that she shouldn't have endured when she didn't know.

She hurt him.

The guilt and self-blame in her heart could be overflowing. If there was nothing wrong with the elves, there would be no engagement. If there was no engagement, Feng Xingchen would not have been concealed because of her false marriage. If there was no fake marriage, Jun Mingye would not have come back to steal the bride. If she did not leave, Feng Xingchen would not have to bear the anger of Fengcheng and the punishment of bullying the sky, and would not have been forced to take the elf bones, and would not have gone to the Abyss of Sin to find the key. He almost lost his life, and there would not have been the subsequent series of things...

Feng Xingchen doesn’t have to bear this at all!

In the final analysis, everything is the one who started the war between gods and demons!
Chapter completed!