C1051 I Heard about the Demon Refining Land

"Forget about the ancestral tablet, I'm still alive. It sounds like a memorial to the dead …" Dian Feng coughed lightly. He immediately rejected Wang Changsheng's idea.

Stop joking, I'm living a good life, what's wrong with you giving me a memorial tablet?

Although it was different from a spirit tablet, but Dian Feng still felt uncomfortable