Physician [Rebirth] (6)

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"No matter if I were any girl, it would be impossible for me to agree to you! It's all because of you that I became what I am now... How happy I was. I have a father who loves me and loves me. My boyfriend, my family is rich, I can spend my whole life as I want, but my whole life was ruined here, it was you Baiwu people who ruined me, it was all of you!"

"Adventures come with a price." Bai Dasuo said, "If I knew this, why did I follow the spirit servant to our Baiwu clan?"

"It was Lin Hai who asked me to come, it was all Lin Hai...it was he who kept urging me to come here..." Qiu Mingzhu felt the loss of vitality bit by bit, and cried loudly, with tears and snot all over her face, but She couldn't even wipe away her tears now, she looked at the old patriarch, "Give me another chance, it doesn't matter if I become like you, I know the pain of losing my limbs, I would rather have a dozen more hands, Don't be like this now...I just want to live, I want to live well...I swear I will change my past this time..."

However, no one responded to her anymore. The atmosphere in the center of the altar became thicker and thicker. Clouds and mist gushed out, covering the entire platform. A terrifying coercion shot up from the altar, and the clouds and mist fell on everyone. It seems to be a pair of eyes, observing everyone carefully.

This feeling of being stared at by a powerhouse of a higher level is very uncomfortable. Both Yunjing and Murphys can't help but restrain their minds, raise their vigilance, and pay attention to Yunwu's every move. People from the Baiwu clan also bowed down one after another. Surrendered in the clouds, naturally no one bothered to pay attention to Qiu Mingzhu anymore.

Among the layers of clouds and mist, a wisp of misty smoke suddenly floated out, gradually condensed in the air, and turned into a vague human shape.

The fine and dense light smoke is spliced ​​together little by little, like little snowflakes, compared with the surrounding thick lead clouds, the white is almost blue.

The energy on the altar became stronger and stronger, pressing heavily on everyone's hearts. Yunjing and Murphys protected Xiaohuai and the little rabbit, staring at the increasingly thinned clouds.

Under the accumulation of energy, the cloud and mist kept rolling, completely enveloping the altar, only the snowflakes and light smoke above the cloud and mist were still gathering.

A wide-sleeved hem suddenly emerged from the clouds, and the crystal light bloomed at the end of the sleeves. A pair of white hands gradually protruded from the wide hem of the cloud, with slender and slender fingers, as if made of ice and snow.

The hem of the clothes fluttered gently, and the crystalline light continued to extend inwards, lighting up the whole robe. The slender hands were slightly closed in front of the body, and the light smoke rose from the hands, strands of silver-white hair vertically on the chest. A soft sigh came out from the d_àng, and a pair of silver eyes opened on the face that had been covered with a veil from beginning to end.

The snow-like man stood above the clouds, the temperature around him dropped several degrees in an instant, and the aura in the air became more intense.

"The patriarch of the Baiwu tribe and the next generation of patriarch candidates have met the ancestors of the gods." At this moment, the village chief's r_ou_ mountain-like body shrank, and he knelt down to the altar excitedly and piously.

The other giants of the Baiwu clan also lowered their heads, not even daring to raise their heads to see the true face of the god ancestor.

The ancestor's eyes first stayed on Yunjing and Murphys. After hearing the words of the Patriarch of the White Mist Clan, he slowly looked away and walked down from the clouds.

He didn't wear shoes, and he stepped barefoot on the clouds and mist. His body was wrapped in a cloud-like robe. His whole body was white and flawless. Thick, and at the same time, abundant spiritual energy is also wandering around, making people fearful, but at the same time, they can't help but yearn for the feeling of being wrapped in spiritual energy.

Lead clouds gradually lined up on both sides. The ancestor of the god walked to the altar and looked down at the people of the Baiwu tribe: "It's you, have you grown so big?"

The old patriarch did not expect that the ancestor of the gods would still remember him, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself: "It has been 800 years since the ancestors appointed me as the next patriarch, and I have also entered the twilight years. Now that my life is approaching, I dare to awaken the ancestors , ask the god ancestor to appoint the next patriarch."

"It turns out that 800 years have passed." Shen Zu sighed, his voice was like that cloud and mist, ethereal and ethereal, just listening to the voice, the internal organs seemed to have been frozen by clouds, mist and ice and snow, the coldness was clean, and the exhaled The breath became cold.

The god ancestor looked at the old patriarch's old body, and said slowly: "Your strength is stronger than I expected. With your ability, you can choose the next generation of patriarchs. In the future, it will be up to you to decide."

"Ancestor Shen, you...?" The old patriarch raised his head and looked at Ancestor Shen in disbelief.

Since the Baiwu Clan, the patriarchs of each generation have been personally appointed by the god ancestors. This rule has never been changed. Why now the god ancestors suddenly let the patriarch decide?

Thinking of the failures of the last few attempts to awaken the ancestors, the old patriarch felt a sense of panic in his heart: "Ancestor God, are you going to abandon us?"

"It's not abandonment, it's just that I'm leaving soon." The ancestor of the gods looked at the humanity of the Baiwu tribe, and there seemed to be no emotion in his cold eyes, "Without me, the Baiwu tribe can develop well, and I will not Then mess with the matter of the Baiwu clan."

After finishing speaking, Shen Zu seemed to have noticed something suddenly, glanced in the direction of Qiu Mingzhu just now, and then looked back at the people of the Baiwu tribe: "This world is dominated by human beings after all, and the Baiwu tribe is here. This space has lived for tens of thousands of years, and has never taken a step... If you want to integrate into human beings, I can help you."

The old patriarch was shocked and shook his head again and again: "Are the gods going to take back our divine power and demote us to miniature people?"

God Ancestor frowned: "Don't you want to? Here, there are only people from the Baiwu tribe who have lived for so long. Don't you want to see more of the outside world?"

The old patriarch lowered his head, his whole face was wrinkled, including the four young people from the Baiwu clan behind him, all tensed up, and although they didn't speak, they looked very frightened.

"I understand." Shenzu nodded.

The old patriarch saw that the ancestors of the gods really did not intend to participate in the matter of the Baiwu clan anymore. Apart from being heartbroken, he still remembered the important events in the clan and said to the god clan: "These four people are the most talented young generation in the Baiwu clan. Among them, Bai Dasuo Both of his parents died when he was young, and he was brought up by me personally. Although he is not the most talented, he has a firm mind, a kind character, and is decisive in dealing with things.

The god ancestor glanced at Bai Dasuo, and Bai Dasuo only felt that this glance had seen through all the secrets in him. Fortunately, he had always treated people with sincerity and did not hide anything shady in his heart, so although he was disturbed, But face it calmly.