Chapter 1382: Pick

The patriarchs of other tribes also showed expectations and looked at Ye Feng, but it was a pity that Ye Feng only saw six witch gods.
In addition to the Fire God tribe, the Water God tribe, and the Earth God tribe, there was also the Dijiang tribe. The electric tribe, the descendant of Lizi, is in charge of thunder and lightning. There are also the Xuanming tribe, the descendants of Xuanming, who control the rain, a total of six tribes.
"Master Sorcerer, what did our water say in his last words."
The patriarch of the Water God tribe still looked at Ye Feng, wanting to know what the Water God Co-Works finally said, and whether there was anything about the Water God family.
Ye Feng took out the virtual talisman of Shui Shen Gonggong and his own memory, which was the content of the dialogue between Shui Shen Gonggong and Ye Feng.
The God of Water helped Ye Feng to break through Jianzhuxing Pavilion, and finally let Ye Feng help her find a new successor to the God of Water and regain control of the world.
"Yes, yes..."
All the people of the Water God clan knelt down in front of the memory talisman. Although the Water God Coworker is no longer there, the faith is still there, the faith is still there, and the spirit is forever.
When seeing the dialogue between Shui Shen Gonggong and Ye Feng, Ding He and the others stopped talking and were silent together.
The God of Water Gonggong and the God of Speed ​​are both the most powerful generals under the ancestors of the Wizard God. Even the God of Water said so. If it were the God of Speed, after meeting Ye Feng, he would definitely say the same thing.
"I still have the ancestor of wood, the ancestor of fire, the ancestor of gold, the ancestor of earth, and the ancestor of wind and my dialogue, are you still looking at it?"
Ye Feng put away the memory talisman and asked the silent people.
"Master Sorcerer, we completely trust you, so we don't need to take it out."
The spirit of the old patriarch of the Vulcan tribe was fully restored, and he no longer needed human support when he walked, and no proof was needed.
The twelve witch gods are connected to the root, and one person is enough to represent everyone. Even if you look at it, the content will be the same.
"Ding He, don't apologize to Lord Sorcerer God!"
The patriarch of the Dijiang tribe let Ding He quickly come up to apologize. Even the Water God Gonggong saw Ye Feng and called the Lord of the Wizard God, with a look of awe. These descendants, let alone blaspheme the Wizard God.
"Master Sorcerer, please forgive me for the contradiction just now, and Lord Sorcerer, please condemn it."
Ding He's attitude changed. It was not that he surrendered to Ye Feng, but that he surrendered to Ye Feng's identity. From the expression in his eyes, he could still see his disdain for Ye Feng because Ye Feng's realm was too low.
"What's wrong with you?"
Ye Feng asked back, with a smile on his lips.
Ding He was speechless for a while, and Ye Feng was right to ask, what is his sin, he just questioned his identity and where the sin came from.
"Don't thank the wizard yet!"
The patriarch of the Dijiang tribe quickly asked Ding He to thank Ye Feng. Since Lord Sorcerer God did not pursue it, it was a great thing.
"Thank you Sorcerer God."
Ding He had no expression on his face, stood up and stood quietly to the side.
The field began to lively, and they were discussing how the Wu Clan should develop in the future. With the leadership of the Wizard God, it will not be long before the Wu Clan will return to the immortal realm and even take control of the world.
"Master Witch God, talk about your future plans and how we Witch Clan should develop."
The patriarch of the Earth God tribe is not considered dead or alive, but an old man, and asked Ye Feng.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and they all looked at Ye Feng.
"I will do my best to fulfill the Witch God's last wish. As for the Witch Clan, I believe you know better than me how to develop in the future."
Ye Feng doesn't have time to stay in the witch domain, he still has too many things to do. The reason for staying is to fulfill the last wish of the witch gods.
Now that we have agreed, we must fulfill the promise.
"Master Witch God is going to choose the successor of the Twelve Witch Gods?"
Just before the death of the Water God Gonggong, many people had already guessed that Ye Feng was going to recreate the twelve witch gods, so they brought geniuses from all races.
"Yes, this time I will select six successors from the six tribes to train as a new witch god. As for how high it will be in the future, I can’t guarantee, but there is one thing I can guarantee that I will do my best. I can."
Ye Feng said loudly, Mortal Realm has only this witch domain, since there are only six tribes here, only six can be found first, and the remaining six are slowly searching.
"Master Sorcerer, we have brought over the best genius of the tribe, with the best talent and purest blood."
The patriarch of the Electric God tribe stood up and introduced the genius he brought over. The talent was very good and the bloodline was pure.
The young men and women looked at Ye Feng one after another, wanting to know who Ye Feng would choose. After all, this is about their future destiny.
Each tribe brings young geniuses, as many as three, or as few as two, and only Huo Kui participates in the Vulcan line.
It is estimated that the old patriarch of the Vulcan tribe already knows Ye Feng's mind. In the entire Vulcan family, only the talent of the Huo Kui is the best, and there is no need to choose.
"You all stand up and let Master Shaman see, who can become the new Shaman God!"
The patriarchs let their tribes come out one after another, stand in the center of the witch hall, and let Ye Feng choose. Each tribe can only choose one.
Eyes swept over a dozen people present, and Ye Feng couldn't put it down. They were all peerless geniuses, and their bloodlines were almost the same. It was really difficult for Ye Feng to choose.
"It's really embarrassing!"
Ye Feng scratched his head, but he didn't expect to encounter such a problem. There were too many geniuses to choose.
"Yes!"
Ye Feng's inspiration suddenly flashed. Although talent is important, he must have a good character. If his character is not good, even if his talent is high, Ye Feng would not choose.
"I have a question here. There are fifteen copies in total. The question is the same. You take one copy and return it to me after answering it."
Ye Feng took out the paper and pen, and quickly finished fifteen sheets of paper, and asked them to take one.
"If you are facing despair and are dying, what do you want to do the most?"
"If God gave you a wish, what would you do with this wish?"
The topic is very simple, everyone is the same. Everyone retreats to the corner and ponders each other, because no one has faced real death, and God has not given them a wish. They dare not answer this question easily.
Only those who are really facing death know what they need most at the moment of death.
Even the tribe patriarchs are thinking about what they want to do if they face death, whether to wait for death or...
Desire, this word evokes all kinds of imaginations, whether to raise the realm, ascend to the immortal world, or obtain more wealth, beauty, and even rights, because everyone's desires are different.
For a whole stick of incense, fifteen talents wrote their answers and handed them to Ye Feng. Each answer was signed and their names were written.
Looking at the fifteen answers in his hand, Ye Feng watched carefully, stopping to think from time to time, and sometimes falling into contemplation. It seemed that the answers of fifteen people made Ye Feng very embarrassed.
No one interrupted Ye Feng, this was about the future destiny of the Witch Clan, it was a trifle.
Only witch gods are qualified to choose, and even the patriarchs of various tribes are not qualified to decide who has this right.
"You answered very well, I have already chosen!"
After watching the tea time, Ye Feng finally selected six people, that is to say, nine people are not qualified to be the heirs of the wizard god.
"Master Wizard, please announce!"
Those tribal chiefs and elders couldn't wait, wanting to know which of their tribes was selected.
"Please come to the front of the name I read."
All fifteen people cheered up, and some even saw a little sweat on their palms and were very nervous, even Ding He was no exception.
"Gong Yujiao!"
"Fire chief!"
"Fantastic water!"
"Big dog!"
"Sha Pu!"
Ye Feng clicked five people in a row. Only the Dijiang tribe was left. There was no one. This time there were three people from the Dijiang tribe. In addition to Ding He, there was also a man and a woman. The realm and talents had blood. Under Ding He.
Ding He's face showed a pale expression. He just hit Ye Feng against him. It seemed that he was out of action this time. He quickly showed relief. What if he didn't get selected? How easy would it be to inherit the inheritance of the wizard god.
After so many years, how many people possessed the power of strong bloodline have not reached the height of the wizard god.
"Ding He!"
Ye Feng swept across the faces of the three of them, and finally called out the name of the sixth person, who turned out to be Ding He.
Lian Ding and himself were stunned, thinking that there was definitely no hope for them. Just now, they collided against Ye Feng repeatedly. It stands to reason that Ye Feng could not be choosing him.
What made everyone even more speechless, Ye Feng actually chose Big Dog. He was mentally retarded and could not even understand whether he was dead or alive. This time, the Earth God Tribe also brought a few good seedlings, but they were not selected by Ye Feng.
The nine people who were not selected all showed a deep incomprehension, why not have them.
"Do you want to know why you didn't choose you."
Looking at the nine people who were not selected, Ye Feng asked directly.
The nine people nodded together. They were really puzzled. It was enough for Ding He. Even the big dog was selected. Is it because Ye Feng knew that he was dead?
"You can look at their six answers and you will know why I chose them."
Ye Feng did not explain, took out the answers written by the six of them, and flew directly into the hands of the nine people below.
The first thing that comes into view is Gong Yujiao's answer. Facing despair, what do you want to do the most, with a line written on it, "Do whatever you want in your heart."
The next question is about her wishes. The answer is simpler. All wishes are realized by people, not by God.
This answer made the faces of the nine people flushed, because the wish they wrote was how to become a strong man, or to fly up to the immortal realm and create a miracle.
Next came Dagou, and the answer was even simpler. He wrote two words directly and didn't want to.
Sometimes it’s the greatest intelligence to not think about it. It’s normal for a person to be smart, but it’s very difficult to want to be wise and foolish. Although a big dog lacks a soul and a mental retardation, he has some advantages. He is stupid because This kind of foolishness and honesty meets the most basic requirements of the earth gods.
Whether it is before death or having a wish, the big dog doesn't want to. That's enough. Gong Yujiao wrote just now that it is very clear that wish is created by himself, not God's reward.