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As the sun in the sky pointed to the south, all the monsters under the sacrifice platform finally completely quieted down, and the whole place was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Xiaobai sat in the center of the altar, in a lotus posture, facing the glare of the sun and looking towards the south.

All the monsters in the audience also made umbrellas with their hands and looked at the sky.

A black spot appeared in the center of the sun, and the black spot expanded and enlarged at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, the black spot covered most of the sun, leaving only a circle of halo. It looks like a mysterious cave hiding beasts.

In fact, this is indeed a cave, and the end of it leads directly to the Yuanshen Market of the White Tiger Kings of the past. If any White Tiger King likes a child who is undergoing a coming-of-age ceremony, his Yuanshen will come out of his body to celebrate his birthday.

Suddenly, a colorful tiger jumped out of this huge cave, and went straight to the altar from the distant sky.

"I'm a good boy!" The white tiger demon armor swallowed, "How could it be a tiger of seven colors to celebrate King Xiaobai's birthday? Ours are all white tigers!"

The white tiger demon B next to him gave him a blow, "I don't know this, be careful to let the third elder hear it, and punish you to copy the family history!"

The third elder gave a timely "hum", and glanced at them from the corner of his eyes.

White Tiger Demon B gave White Tiger Demon A a look of "Look, let me tell you", and then said in a low voice, "The primordial spirit of Baihu, the supervising soldier, is colorful."

"What did you say?!" The White Tiger Demon Armor exclaimed in surprise, causing others to look sideways, and the third elder even gave him a hard look.

The white tiger demon armor hastily covered his mouth, and lowered his head in embarrassment, until the third elder turned his face away, and then resumed whispering.

"You mean, the one on the rooftop is actually the Primordial Spirit of the Supervising Soldier God?"

"It should be, except for him, no one else's soul is this color."

What Baihu Yaoyi said was right, the colorful tiger hovering above the sacrificial platform, exuding a strong demeanor of a king, is indeed the primordial spirit of Baihu, the supervising soldier.

The Superintendent God looked down from mid-air on the little white tiger demon sitting cross-legged on the sacrificial platform, and saw that the little guy did not show the slightest timidity under his gaze, but looked at him neither humble nor overbearing.He was very satisfied in his heart, and he opened his mouth unconsciously, "Why is this junior wearing a red dress?" He remembered that this traditional robe is no longer popular in the Lower Realm, and he wondered why this little guy would wear it like this look.

"Mr. Huishen, today is my coming-of-age ceremony and my wedding day."

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The warlord's round eyes swept across the stage, and his eyes fixed on Qin Yu who was also dressed in red, "Is your partner a human?"

Xiaobai nodded.

"Do you like him very much?"

Xiaobai looked at the red dress under the stage, and there was tenderness in his four eyes, "This life, this life, and life after life, he is none other than him."

"He is a child with affection. In this case," the superintendent spit out a colorful ball of light, which fluttered and floated on top of Qin Yu's head, drilled straight in from the top of the sky, and disappeared. Life is short, I will give him 5000 years of life, as a birthday gift for you. During these 5000 years, he must not be complacent, he must practice hard, and when he ascends to Dacheng and obtains endless life, you two can live longer For a long time."

Qin Yu didn't expect that his life expectancy would suddenly increase by 5000 years, and just as he was about to thank him, Xiao Bai was the first to speak.

"Thank you, God, the two of us will definitely live up to the love of God, and practice hard, for a long time."

The Superintendent God nodded in relief. The children nowadays are much more honest than they were back then. Just giving a mere 5000 years of lifespan can make him happy like this. It's really coaxing.

He asked again, "What's your name?" He had already given gifts to others, but he still didn't know his name. If those old bastards found out when he went back, he would have to laugh at him to death.

"The junior's name is Xiaobai."

"Xiaobai..." The Superintendent God Lord always felt that he had heard this name somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and it took him a long time to remember it.

He had heard that there was a little demon in the Yuyuan White Tiger Clan who had only a thousand years of knowledge, called Xiaobai or Xiaohuang, who was taken in by Shangshenhua and accepted as an apprentice.

"Could it be that you are the apprentice that Shang Shenhua made?"

Xiaobai nodded, "He is indeed my master." He couldn't help but twitch when he thought of that old and unruly appearance.

His master is really famous, as if everyone knows him.

Hearing this, the supervising soldier's tone towards Xiaobai became more gentle, and he talked for a long time as if there was no one else around. His master, who never left him, seemed to have the momentum to keep talking.

Xue Xiangnong looked at the sun that was about to go to the south, stood up and reminded respectfully, "Shen Jun, it's getting late..."

The Superintendent God just wanted to get a little gossip out of Xiaobai's mouth, so he inadvertently asked for a long time, and he made an uncomfortably "hmm" and made a concluding remark.

Under the watchful eyes of all the monsters, the supervising soldier god slowly rose into the sky, and suddenly returned to the black hole of the sun.

All the monsters on the ground sighed, the god is indeed a god, and the speed of this cloud is so fast!

Only the supervising soldier knows how embarrassing he is running.

It takes shame to be a god, and you need to be cautious in gossip!

The black cave in the center of the sun shrank little by little, and finally disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared before.

Xiaobai's coming-of-age ceremony ends with the departure of the superintendent god, and the next step is the true meaning of offering sacrifices to the sky - offering sacrifices to the heavens.

He stood up, clasped his hands reverently in front of his chest, closed his eyes, and muttered silently.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up on the altar, with the altar as the center, and spread towards the audience in a vortex shape. The clothes of the people fluttered with the wind, and the stones, broken grass and branches on the ground were blown into the air, fascinated. Eye.

This is the ceremony of summoning the artifact Feng Congjian. Only by summoning Feng Congjian can the successor become the real White Tiger King.

Just now, during Xiaobai's coming-of-age ceremony, the supervising emperor came to the scene, and everyone thought that he would be able to summon the artifact left by the god, Feng Congjian.

But the strong wind lasted for an hour, but there was no shadow of Feng Congjian.

Xiaobai lowered his hands, opened his eyes, stopped chanting, and the strong wind stopped abruptly.

He calmly looked at the surrounding circle that had been blown into a mess. His long-standing belief collapsed in an instant, and only one sentence kept echoing in his mind.

He cannot summon Feng Congjian, he is not the real White Tiger King...

Qin Yu saw Xiaobai who was standing still on the stage in a daze for a long time, and felt very anxious, and was about to step onto the stage.

In all the ceremonies for offering sacrifices to heaven, no one other than the heir had ever been on the stage. This move of his made the white tiger demons feel a little flustered, and hurriedly shouted for him to come down.

Qin Yu straddled his legs and had already reached the stage, and he definitely had no intention of going down.

It wasn't until Qin Yu came to Xiaobai's side that Xiaobai came to his senses and pulled the corners of his lips stiffly, "I, I'm not..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was hugged into his arms, and someone's soft lips were pressed against his ear.

"Whether you can become the real White Tiger King or not, you are you and belong to me Xiaobai."

Xiaobai hugged Qin Yu's waist and back with trembling arms, drew them back little by little, buried his head in his arms, and murmured softly after a long time, "I belong to you, and you also belong to me."

So what if he can't become the White Tiger King?I'm yours, you're mine, and that's enough.

There was a sound of "Zheng", the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed.

All the monsters in the audience were only looking at the two intertwined vermilion figures. Before they could react, the softly glowing Feng Congjian was already floating above the sacrificial platform.

Xiao Bai moved his face away from Qin Yu's shoulder, heard the sound and looked at the soft sword light, which belonged to Feng Congjian's sword light.

Even so, was his summoning successful?But he had already stopped the summoning ceremony a long time ago!

Xiaobai on the stage didn't understand why, but Xue Xiangnong in the audience saw through the mystery at a glance, and his heart twitched suddenly.

It turns out that the chance for Feng Congjian to settle down is... to fall in love with someone?

In my memory, the burly man with beards and the soul leader of the White Tiger Clan, the Supervising Bing Shenjun, turned out to be such a sensitive man with delicate emotions?

Uh... this feeling is really indescribable.

She looked at the two children who were happily jumping and hugging each other on the stage, and couldn't help thinking, if someone could come up to the stage to hug her like this at the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven ten thousand years ago, would she also be able to summon Where is the wind from the sword?

If that person was present, maybe he would really go on stage to hug her!

I can't help imagining the appearance of that person hugging me in my mind...

Xue Xiangnong was taken aback by her own thoughts.

What the hell is she thinking!

Stop now, stop now!