Standing under the altar, Ding Feng was dumbfounded looking at the monster beast as tall as a building above it! Ancestor worship? Monster beast? There is a monstrous father, aptitude against the sky, strong in a mess, when he was young, the generation of the clan could not hold his head up, and even beat the elders violently... Ding Feng should be proud, but, but that dead ghost father was in front of him. He disappeared without a trace when he was six years old, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, leaving behind only a group of relatives who were eyeing him! Ding Feng checked his body carefully, and it turned out that he raised his middle finger to the sky: Dog Taiyang, a waste of cultivation, poisoned in body ?There are still a lot of rich wolves watching, and they will swallow him up when he is kicked out of the family to take care of the business in January! But the knife flashed on the altar, and Ding Feng smiled: So, I am God's godson!