Seeing Chen Feng coming, many people smiled and greeted him warmly.
Zach led Chen Feng forward and soon arrived at the elder's location.
"Chen Xianren, you are here." The clan elder greeted Chen Feng enthusiastically.
Chen Feng didn't say anything, and followed them quietly, watching how they operated.
Seeing Chen Feng following them, the clan elder introduced something to him from time to time.
Chen Feng just stared at them the whole time and didn't notice anything special at all, except that they added some dew to the wine.
But Chen Feng also checked the dew, and found that it had no characteristics, just ordinary water.
Seeing that he couldn't figure it out, Chen Feng didn't continue to think about it. In the final analysis, the effect of this thing is limited. No matter how much there is, it will be useless if it has resistance.
He only needs to bring it back so that Chen Yu and his others can undergo some transformation in their meridians.
After they returned, they started brewing in full swing, and even Chen Feng personally participated.
In the next few days, Chen Feng would not only drink alcohol but also help the clan leader to take care of himself.
Seeing the clan leader's improvement, many people in the clan begged Chen Feng to treat them.
Chen Feng did not refuse. During the treatment process, he also discovered a problem.
Even though their clan has good foundations, they are unable to practice at all.
Chen Feng also took the initiative and taught them one or two exercises, but a few days passed and no one could gather their spiritual energy.
"Is it because of the lack of spiritual energy here or what?" Chen Feng muttered to himself, unable to think of a reasonable explanation.
If the spiritual energy is lacking and cannot be condensed, where does the spiritual energy in his body come from?
There was a "bang" and the ground trembled.
Chen Feng instantly mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and his mysterious body training emerged, looking at the person in front of him with murderous intent.
Seeing Chen Feng like this, Zach froze on the spot, his heart beating very fast.
He swallowed with some difficulty, and there were dense beads of sweat on his forehead.
With just one look like this, Zach felt like he was going to die.
"Chen...Chen..." Zach didn't say a word for a long time, and Chen Feng's cold and ruthless eyes were always in his mind.
Only then did he clearly realize that Chen Feng was not a good person.
When Chen Feng saw it was Zach, he felt a little embarrassed, but his face still had that indifferent expression.
"Did it hurt you?"
After hearing Chen Feng's concerned words, Zach shook his head after a while.
He didn't blame Chen Feng. He was looking at Chen Feng, sitting alone, and the loneliness around him was about to swallow him up.
He just wanted to scare Chen Feng, but he didn't expect that he almost lost his life if he failed to scare him.
Chen Feng said a few words to Zach and looked at something aside.
It was a 20,000 to 30,000-pound red dragon beast. Chen Feng's eyes flashed and he looked at Zach: "Did you resist this on your own?"
Seeing Chen Feng asking, Zach gave him a strange look: "It only weighs so little, why do you need help? I can do it alone."
Hearing what Zach said, Chen Feng remembered something he had overlooked.
They cannot practice, but they are extremely powerful and their bodies are tough beyond imagination.
"They can't practice spiritual energy, can they..."
An idea came to Chen Feng's mind, and he looked at Zach with bright eyes.