Chapter 1382

The heads of other tribes also showed their expectation and looked at Ye Feng. Unfortunately, Ye Feng only saw six witches.

Besides the fire god tribe, the water god tribe and the earth God tribe, there are also the Dijiang tribe. The tribe of electricity, a descendant of hoz, is in charge of thunder and lightning. There are also xuanming tribes, the descendants of xuanming, who control the rain, a total of six tribes.

"Lord voodoo, what did we say in the water god's last words?"

The patriarch of the water god tribe still looks at Ye Feng and wants to know what the water god Gonggong finally said and whether there is anything about the water god.

Ye Feng takes out the memory symbol of shuishen Gonggong and himself, which is exactly the dialogue content of shuishen Gonggong and Ye Feng.

The water God helps Ye Feng break through the Jian Zhu Xing Pavilion, and finally asks Ye Feng to help her find a new successor to the water god.

"Yes, yes..."

Although all the people kneel down to believe in the water god, the spirit of all the people does not exist forever.

When you see the dialogue between shuishen Gonggong and Ye Feng, Ding he and others are silent.

The God of water, Gonggong and the God of speed are the most powerful generals under the hand of the God of witchcraft. Even the God of water says so. If he is the God of speed, he will say the same thing when he meets Ye Feng.

"I also have the dialogue with the wood, fire, gold, earth and wind. Do you want to see it again?"

Ye Feng put away his memory and asked the silent people.

"Lord voodoo, we believe you completely. We don't need to take it out any more."

The spirit of the old patriarch of Huoshen tribe has been restored, and no one is needed to help him when he walks. There is no need to prove.

The twelve witches are connected by the same root. One person is enough to represent everyone. Even if you look at it, the content will be the same.

"Ding he, I don't want to apologize to the Lord wizard!"

The patriarch of Dijiang tribe gave a cold drink and asked Ding he to come up to apologize. Even when the water god Gonggong saw Ye Feng, he called him the LORD God of witchcraft with a look of awe. These descendants can't blaspheme the God of witchcraft.

"Lord voodoo, please forgive my confrontation just now and ask Lord voodoo to surrender."

Ding he's attitude has changed. It's not his submission to Ye Feng, but his identity. From his eyes, we can still see his disdain for Ye Feng, because ye Feng's realm is too low.

"Why are you guilty?"

Ye Feng asked with a smile.

Ding and for a moment, Ye Feng asked right, what is his crime, just cross examine their identity, where the crime.

"No thanks to the sorcerer!"

The patriarch of Dijiang tribe asks Ding he to thank Ye Feng. Since the God of witchcraft doesn't investigate, it's a great thing.

"Thank you, Lord wizard."

Ding he stood up without expression and stood aside quietly.

The scene began to be lively. They were all discussing how to develop the witches in the future. With the leadership of the witches, the witches will soon return to the fairyland and even take charge of heaven and earth.

"Lord wizard, tell me about your future plans and how to develop our Witch clan."

The head of the tushen tribe is not dead, but also an old man. He asks Ye Feng.

All around suddenly quiet down, will look at Ye Feng.

"I will try my best to fulfill the will of the sorcerer. As for the sorcerer family, I believe you know better than me how to develop in the future."

Ye Feng has no time to stay in the witchcraft realm. He has too many things to do. The reason why he stays here is that he hopes to fulfill the wishes of the witchcraft gods.

Now that we have agreed, we must keep our promise.

"Is the Lord wizard going to choose the successor of the twelve witches?"

Just now, before the death of the water god Gonggong, many people have already guessed that Ye Feng should recreate the twelve witches, so they bring all kinds of talents.

"Yes, this time I will choose six successors from the six tribes as the new cultivation of witches. As for the level of the future, I can't guarantee, but I can guarantee that I will do my best."

Ye Feng said loudly that there is only one magic realm in the world. Since there are only six tribes here, we can only find six first, and the remaining six are slowly searching.

"Lord voodoo, we have brought the best talent of the tribe, the best talent and the purest blood."

The head of the God of electricity tribe stood up and introduced the talent he had brought. His talent was very good and his blood was pure.

Those young men and women, have to look at Ye Feng, want to know, Ye Feng in the end who will choose, after all, this is about their future destiny.

Each tribe brings with it three or two young geniuses, and only huokui himself participates in the whole process of Vulcan.

It's estimated that the old clan leader of the Vulcan tribe already knows Ye Feng's mind. In the whole Vulcan vein, only huokui has the best talent, so he doesn't need to choose any more.

"You all stand up and let the Lord wizard see who can become the new wizard!"The clan leaders let their own people come out one after another and stand in the center of the sorcery hall. They let Ye Feng choose. Each tribe can only choose one person.

His eyes swept over more than a dozen people present, each of which made Ye Feng love them. They were all peerless geniuses, and their blood purity was almost the same. It was really difficult for Ye Feng to choose.

"It's so embarrassing

Ye Feng scratched his head, but did not expect to encounter such a problem, too many talents, unable to choose.

"Yes!"

Ye Feng suddenly has a flash of inspiration. Talent is important, but his heart is also good. If his heart is not good, even if his talent is high, Ye Feng will not choose.

"I have a question here, 15 in all. The same question. You can take one and give it back to me after answering."

Ye Feng took out the paper and pen, quickly finished writing 15 pieces of paper, let them take one.

"If you are facing despair and dying, what do you want to do most?"

"If God gave you a wish, what would you do with it?"

The topic is very simple, everyone is the same, everyone has retreated to a corner, each thinking, because no one has faced the real death, nor god gave them the desire, this question they dare not easily answer.

Only those who are really facing death know what they want most at the moment of death.

Even the tribal chiefs are thinking about what they want to do in the face of death, waiting for death, or

Desire, this word is to evoke all kinds of imagination, is to enhance the realm of heaven, or to obtain more wealth, beauty, and even power, because everyone's desire is not the same.

A whole time, 15 people to write the answer, one after another to Ye Feng's hand, each answer above, have signed, wrote their names.

Looking at the 15 answers in his hand, Ye Feng watched carefully. From time to time, he stopped to think, and sometimes fell into meditation. It seems that the 15 answers are very difficult for Ye Feng.

No one interrupted Ye Feng. It's a matter of the future fate of the sorcerers. It's a joke.

Only the God of sorcery is qualified to choose, and even the head of each tribe is not qualified to decide who has this right.

"You have a good answer. I have chosen it!"

After watching a cup of tea, Ye Feng finally selected six people, that is to say, nine people are not qualified to be the heirs of the God of witchcraft.

"Lord wizard, please announce it!"

The tribal chiefs and elders couldn't wait to know which tribe was chosen.

"Please come to the front of the name I read."

Fifteen people were all in high spirits. Some even felt a little sweat on their palms. They were very nervous, even Ding he was no exception.

"Together, Yujiao!"

"Huokui!"

"Strange water!"

"Big dog!"

"Shapu!"

Ye Feng ordered five people in a row, leaving only the Dijiang tribe, but none of them. This time, there are three people from the Dijiang tribe. Besides Ding he, there is a man and a woman. The realm, talent and blood are no longer under Ding he.

Ding he's face shows a pale color. Just now he contradicts Ye Feng. It seems that this time it's over. He's relieved. What if he's not elected? It's not so easy to inherit the inheritance of the wizard.

After so many years, how many people have the power of rich blood, they have not reached the height of the God of witchcraft.

"Ding he!"

Ye Feng swept three faces and finally called out the name of the sixth person. It turned out to be Ding he.

Lian Ding and himself have Leng, think that he must have no hope, just repeatedly contradict Ye Feng, according to reason, Ye Feng can't choose him.

What's more, Ye Feng chose big dog. He was mentally retarded and didn't even know how to count his life and death. This time, the local god tribe also brought several good seedlings, but they were not selected by Ye Feng.

The nine people who were not selected all showed a deep sense of incomprehension. Why didn't they.

"Do you want to know why you didn't choose you?"

Looking at the nine people who were not selected, Ye Feng asked directly.

Nine people nodded together, really don't understand, Ding and also just, even big dog has been selected, is it because ye Feng know count life and death?

"You can look at the answers of six of them and see why I chose them."

Ye Feng didn't explain. He took out the answers written by six of them and flew directly to the hands of the following nine people.

What comes first is Gong Yujiao's answer. In the face of despair, what you want to do most is written on it with a line: "do what you want in your heart."

The following is her wish, the answer is more simple, all the wishes are realized by people, not God.

This answer made nine people blush, because what they wrote about is how to become a strong man, or fly to the fairyland to create a miracle.

Next is big dog, the answer is more simple, directly wrote two words, don't want to.Sometimes not thinking is the most intelligent. It's normal for a person to be smart, but it's very difficult to be stupid. Although a big dog lacks a soul and a soul, and is mentally retarded, he has some advantages. He is stupid. It's because of this stupid, simple and honest that he meets the most basic requirements of earthly God.

Whether it's before death or having a wish, big dog doesn't want to. That's enough. As Gong Yujiao wrote just now, it's very clear that a wish should be created by oneself, not by God.

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