Chapter 1382 Selection

The other tribal chiefs also showed expectant looks and looked at Ye Feng. Unfortunately, Ye Feng only saw six witch gods. ∮,

In addition to the Fire God Tribe, Water God Tribe, and Earth God Tribe, there was also the Dijiang Tribe. The tribe of electricity, the descendants of Kunzi, is in charge of thunder and lightning. There is also the Xuanming tribe, the descendants of Xuanming, who control the rain, six tribes in total.

"Master Witch God, what did our Water God say in his last words?"

The leader of the Water God Tribe still looked at Ye Feng, wanting to know what Water God Gonggong finally said and whether there was anything about the Water God lineage.

Ye Feng took out the memory talisman between Water God Gonggong and himself, which was exactly the content of the conversation between Water God Gonggong and Ye Feng.

The Water God helped Ye Feng break through Jian Zhuxing Pavilion, and finally asked Ye Feng to help her find a new successor to the Water God and regain control of the world.

"That's right, that's right..."

Everyone in the Water God clan knelt down in front of the memory talisman. Although the Water God Gonggong was gone, the faith was still there, and the spirit remained forever.

When they saw the conversation between Water God Gonggong and Ye Feng, Ding He and others stopped talking and became silent together.

Water God Gonggong and the God of Speed ​​are both the most powerful generals under the ancestor of the Witch God. Even the God of Water said so. If he were the God of Speed, he would definitely say the same thing after meeting Ye Feng.

"I also have conversations with the Ancestral Witch of Wood, Fire, Metal, Earth, and Wind. Do you still want to read them?"

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

"Master Witch God, we completely trust you, there is no need to take it out anymore."

The old leader of the Vulcan Tribe has fully recovered his energy and no longer needs help when walking. There is no need for proof anymore.

The twelve witch gods are connected by the same root. One person is enough to represent everyone. Even if you continue to read, the content will be the same.

"Ding He, why don't you apologize to the Lord Witch God!"

The leader of the Dijiang Tribe shouted coldly and asked Ding He to come up and apologize. Even the Water God Gonggong called the Witch God Lord when he saw Ye Feng, with a look of awe on his face. Their descendants must not blaspheme the Witch God.

"Master God of Witchcraft, please forgive me for contradicting me just now, and ask Master of Witch God to punish me."

Ding He's attitude changed. He did not surrender to Ye Feng, but to Ye Feng's identity. From his eyes, he could still see his disdain for Ye Feng, because Ye Feng's realm was too low.

"What are you guilty of?"

Ye Feng asked back, with a smile on his lips.

Ding He was speechless for a moment. Ye Feng was right to ask him what crime he was guilty of. He was just asking about his identity and where his crime came from.

"You still haven't thanked the Witch God!"

The leader of the Dijiang tribe quickly asked Ding He to thank Ye Feng. Since Lord Wu Shen won't pursue the case anymore, that's a great thing.

"Thank you, Lord Witch God."

Ding He stood up with no expression on his face and stood quietly aside.

The place became lively, and everyone was discussing how the Wu Clan should develop in the future. With the leadership of the Witch God, it won't be long before the Wu Clan will return to the fairyland and even take charge of the world.

"Master Wu God, tell me your future plans and how our Wu Clan should develop."

The leader of the Earth God Tribe was not a dead man, but also an old man. He asked Ye Feng.

The surrounding area suddenly became silent, and everyone 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 it in the future."

Ye Feng didn't have time to stay in the Witch Realm. He still had too many things to do. The reason why he stayed was to fulfill the last wishes of the Witch Gods.

Since you have promised, you must fulfill your promise.

"Is the Lord Witch God going to choose the successor of the Twelve Witch Gods?"

Just before the death of Water God Gonggong, he mentioned that he wanted Ye Feng to re-create the twelve witch gods. Many people had guessed it, so they brought geniuses from all races.

"That's right, this time I will select six successors from the six tribes to train as new wizard gods. As for how high they can reach in the future, I can't guarantee, but one thing I can guarantee is that I will do my best. All I can do.”

Ye Feng said loudly that there is only this witch realm in the mortal world. Since there are only six tribes here, we can only find six tribes first, and slowly search for the remaining six.

"Lord Witch God, we have brought over the tribe's best geniuses, with the best talents and the purest blood."

The leader of the Electric God Tribe stood up and introduced the genius he had brought over. The talent was very good and the blood was very pure.

Those young men and women all looked at Ye Feng, wanting to know who Ye Feng would choose. After all, this was related to his future destiny.

Each tribe brings as many as three to as few as two young geniuses, and of the Vulcan lineage, only Huo Kui himself participates.

It is estimated that the old leader of the Vulcan tribe already knows what Ye Feng is thinking. In the entire Vulcan lineage, only Huo Kui has the best talent, so there is no need to choose.

"You all stand up and let the Lord Witch God see who can become the new Witch God!"

The clan leaders asked their clansmen to come out and stand in the center of the witch hall, letting Ye Feng choose. Only one person from each tribe could be chosen.

His eyes swept over the dozen or so people present, and Ye Feng couldn't put it down with each one of them. They were all peerless geniuses, and their bloodline purity was almost the same. It was really difficult for Ye Feng to choose.

"It's really difficult!"

Ye Feng scratched his head, not expecting to encounter such a problem. There were too many geniuses to choose from.

"Yes!"

Ye Feng suddenly had an idea. Talent is important, but also good character. If the character is not good, Ye Feng will not choose it even if the talent is high.

"I have a question here. There are fifteen copies in total. The questions are the same. Each of you takes one copy and returns it to me after answering."

Ye Feng took out paper and pen, quickly wrote fifteen pieces of paper, and asked each of them to take one piece.

“If you were faced with despair and were on the verge of death, what would you most want to do?”

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

The question is very simple, and everyone is the same. Everyone retreats to a corner and thinks about it. Because no one has faced real death, and God has not given them wishes, they dare not answer this question easily.

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

Even the tribal leaders are thinking about what they want to do if they face death, whether to wait for death or...

The word "wish" evokes everyone's various imaginations, whether it is to improve their realm, ascend to the fairyland, or obtain more wealth, beauty, or even power, because everyone's desire is different.

It took fifteen people a whole stick of incense to write their answers and handed them into Ye Feng's hands one after another. Each answer was signed and their names were written on it.

Looking at the fifteen answers in his hand, Ye Feng watched carefully, stopping to think about it from time to time, and sometimes falling into deep thought. It seemed that the answers of the fifteen people made Ye Feng very embarrassed.

No one interrupted Ye Feng. This was related to the future fate of the Wu clan. How could it be child's play?

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

"You answered very well, I have already chosen!"

After watching a cup of tea, Ye Feng finally selected six people, which meant that there were nine people who were not qualified to be the successors of the Witch God.

"Please, Lord Witch God, make an announcement!"

The tribe leaders and elders couldn't wait and wanted to know which of their tribes had been chosen.

"Please come forward to the name I read."

The fifteen people all cheered up, some even had slightly sweaty palms and were very nervous, including Ding He.

"Gong Yujiao!"

"Huo Kui!"

"Hong Qishui!"

"Big dog!"

"Sapu!"

Ye Feng ordered five people in a row, leaving only the Dijiang Tribe, and no one was ordered. This time, there were three people from the Dijiang Tribe. In addition to Ding He, there was also a man and a woman. They had realms, talents, and bloodlines. They were no longer Under Dinghe.

Ding He's face showed a hint of paleness. He had contradicted Ye Feng just now. It seemed that there was no chance this time. He quickly showed relief. It didn't matter if he was not selected. It was not so easy to inherit the inheritance of the witch god.

After so many years, many people have strong bloodline power, but they have not been able to reach the height of the Witch God.

"Ding He!"

Ye Feng scanned the faces of the three people 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 they must have no hope. They had just contradicted Ye Feng over and over again. Logically speaking, Ye Feng could not choose him anymore.

What made everyone even more speechless was that Ye Feng actually chose Big Dog. He was mentally retarded and couldn't even understand life and death. This time, the Earth God Tribe also brought several good seedlings, but none of them were chosen by Ye Feng.

The nine people who were not chosen all looked puzzled as to why they were not there.

"Do you want to know why you were not chosen?"

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

The nine people nodded together, really puzzled. Ding He was the only one. Even the big dog was chosen. Is it because they knew Ye Feng?

"You can look at the answers of the six of them and you will know why I chose them."

Ye Feng did not explain, but took out the answers written by the six of them and flew them directly into the hands of the nine people below.

The first thing that caught my eye was Gong Yujiao's answer. Faced with despair, what do you want to do the most? There was a line written on it, 'Just do whatever you want in your heart.' ’

Next, when asked about her wishes, the answer was even simpler. All wishes are realized by people, not God.

This answer made the nine people's faces turn red, because the wish they wrote was how to become a strong man, or to ascend to the fairy world and create a miracle.

Next was Big Dog, whose answer was even simpler. He wrote two words, "I don't want to."

Sometimes not thinking is the greatest wisdom. It is normal for a person to be smart, but it is very difficult to be as wise as a fool. Although the big dog lacks a soul and has low intelligence, he has one advantage. He is stupid precisely because This kind of foolishness and honesty meets the most basic requirement of earth god to be thick and honest.

Regardless of whether it is before death or having a wish, the big dog doesn't want it. This is enough. Gong Yujiao just wrote very clearly that wishes must be created by oneself, not as a reward from God.