"It's okay, any candidate for the Holy Son, whether there is a candidate or not, it's the same!" The high priest didn't care at all, and looked like he wanted to make sure you became the Holy Son directly.

Suya Fengge knew the inside story and nodded approvingly.

I'll go! It's not that the selection of the Holy Son is extremely intense, what's going on, looking at the meaning of the two masters, as long as he nods, the Holy Son is his, and the others have no fun this time!

Wan Tiandong thought in his heart, but he didn't know that he had a special identity, and the power of wind and words on his body was strong, even if he couldn't become a natural holy son, he could be a holy son.

"That, the master hasn't thought about it yet!" Wan Tiandong said euphemistically, joining the Forest of Wind Whispers or something, he really didn't want to.

Do you want to hand over the Flower of Wind Whispering and exchange a few secret treasures with the Forest of Wind Whispering!

"Huh?" Suya Fengge exclaimed, looking at him in shock.

"Ten Thousand Lords, are you joining other forces?" Suya Wind Song couldn't help but ask, if the Heavenly Son joined other forces, it would be a big deal entirely, and it would be regarded as a provocation to the Forest of Wind Whispers.

The high priest's face was flat, as if he was confident and not worried in the slightest.

"Of course not, the master of the ability is the lord of the Miracle Realm, the captain of the Golden Spring, and he doesn't want to join other forces!" Wan Tiandong said, saying his wishes, no force wants to join, including the Forest of Wind Whispers.

"It's good to join the Forest of Wind Whispering, the Forest of Wind Whispering is ---!," Suya Wind Song advised.

"Alright, Sua, you wait by the side!" the high priest interrupted him directly.

"Little friend, join or not join the matter of the Wind Whispering Forest, let's put it aside for the time being, there is one very important matter, related to the rise and fall of the Wind Whispering Forest, so please please put your hand on the Holy Lord's Holy Body, no matter what the matter is, the Wind Whispering Forest owes you a favor, and the old man owes you a favor!" said the high priest solemnly.

If you say that, if I don't agree, I'm afraid it won't be easy to get out of this palace, and sure enough, I will be pitted by Ley Haige.

Forget it, just return the favor of Ley Haige!

"Okay, how do you try?" Wan Tiandong had no choice but to agree.

"Just put your hand on the Venerable, don't think about anything else! You'll know later!" the old priest said mysteriously.

Since he decided to do it, Wan Tiandong no longer hesitated.

"Well, don't blame you for anything offended!" The giant tree was clearly the object of sacrifice in the Forest of Wind Whispers, and it seemed to be suspected of blasphemy to touch it like this.

"Don't blame! Don't blame! Little friend just try!" said the old priest, faintly urging.

Wan Tiandong stepped over in a few steps, bypassed the sacrificial platform, and stood next to the giant tree.

Standing under the giant tree, you can clearly feel your insignificance, the trunk is straight, leading to the top of the main hall, you can see the outside of the main hall, there are many branches.

With a sigh of relief, Wan Tiandong lifted his hand flat in front of him and slowly touched the trunk of the giant tree.

This tree, which doesn't know the rank at all, doesn't know how it will react!

At the moment when Wan Tiandong touched the giant tree, on the Jinquan, the flower of wind whispering kept swaying, as if it was conveying some message.

The next moment, Wan Tiandong felt that he was in a space, and there was a powerful consciousness body in the space, but he couldn't see what kind of creature it was.

Next to the powerful consciousness body, there is a weaker consciousness body, and there is a faint sense of closeness to him.

Wan Tiandong couldn't move a bit, he was conscious, but he couldn't move, he could only watch.

The two consciousnesses seemed to be communicating something, but Wan Tiandong could only watch dryly.

Wan Tiandong scolded in his heart.

Maybe for a while, maybe for years, he couldn't tell the time.

Outside the main hall, a group of people were waiting there.

"Elder Ley, it's been a magic time, why hasn't the lord come out yet!"

"yes, why did the lord's brother go in for so long!" Habeiel chimed.

"Why don't we go in and have a look!" Goldhoof suggested.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, the matter must not be done, everyone wait patiently, I can swear that the Lord of Ten Thousand will be fine, you can wait in peace!"

Of course, he knew what was going on, and he didn't know what the outcome would be, but he couldn't tell outsiders about it, and within the Forest of Wind Whispers, only the elder class and the sacrificial hall knew about it.

Everyone in the Miracle Leader knew that Ray Haige had saved the life of the lord, and the lord solemnly instructed that they should not be unreasonable to Mr. Ray Haige, and the people of the Miracle Leader were secretly anxious and walked around the gate of the palace.

The Golden Spring, the lord's room, purple light was generated out of thin air, turning into star spots and falling onto the flower of wind whispering.

Suddenly, the Flower of Wind Whispering rose higher and higher, and at the same time, on the Altar of Wind Whispering, the runes began to change color, the gold slowly darkened and became thicker, and then stained with bronze---。

What is going on, Wan Tiandong was speechless, in the inexplicable space, Wan Tiandong had not moved in place, looking at the two consciousness exchanges, suddenly, a ray of light fell on him, and his body was warm.

In a trance, Wan Tiandong came back to his senses and found that he was still standing next to the giant tree, his palm close to the trunk.

"Haha, good, good! good!" the voice of the high priest reached his ears, and the high priest was smiling at this time, and said yes three times in a row.

"Teacher, look, it's true, it's true, it's really the person we're looking for!" Suya Haige couldn't help but shout.

"Ahem!" Wan Tiandong pretended to cough and reminded the two of them that he was still here.

"Haha! Congratulations to Xiaoyou, congratulations to Xiaoyou!" said the high priest with a smile, looking at Wan Tiandong with indescribable kindness.

"Don't congratulate me first, I was here just now?" Wan Tiandong was still in doubt, no matter who it was, he was left to the side for no reason, and he couldn't move for a while, and he felt uncomfortable.

"Of course, have you ever seen your mother?" said Suya Fengge looking at her enviously.

"What? Of course not--- maybe!"

He heard clearly that the other party was talking about the Mother Deity, not the Holy Venerable, and the Mother Venerable was worth the Tree of Wind Whispering, and the Tree of Wind Whispering was a legendary existence, and he didn't know it if he wasn't in this world, how could he see it. Immediately, he thought of the consciousness in that space, the consciousness that people did not dare to look at directly.

Wan Tiandong couldn't believe it, but the feeling in his heart told him that it was indeed the Tree of Wind Whispering.

"You must have seen it!" affirmed Suya Wind Song.

"Congratulations on becoming the natural son of the Wind Whisper!" said Suya Wind Song to his doubt.

"Hah, is it a title among the Holy Sons?" Wan Tiandong was even more puzzled, he didn't do anything just now, and he became a Holy Son!

"You have a higher status than the Holy Son, you are the Holy Son set by the Mother, how can other Holy Sons compare with you!" The High Priest's attitude towards Wan Tiandong was completely different, and he was faintly respectful.

Delusion! It must be an illusion!

Could it be that I didn't wake up! The other party's attitude made Wan Tiandong at a loss. No wonder he thought so, the High Priest was a semi-saint rank professional, he was only in the early stage of the Firmament Rank, and he was not worth mentioning in front of the High Priest, however, the attitude of the High Priest made Jean feel unreal.

"Is this possible?" Wan Tiandong was completely confused.

"Look at your forehead, it's the mark of the Born Son, and you can't be wrong about that!" said the high priest, pointing to his forehead.

I don't know when, the wind whisper mark is exposed, and it is exuding the power of the wind whisper.

"Is this a sign of a natural saint son?" Wan Tiandong still couldn't believe that the Wind Whisper Mark had been given by the Wind Whisper Flower for a period of time, and it had nothing to do with the Wind Whisper Tree.

It can't be an impostor!

"Of course, there is no doubt that Xiaoyou is a natural son!" the high priest only assumed that he was unwilling to join the prevarication of the Windwhispering Forest.

"However, the Skill Master never thought of joining other forces!" Wan Tiandong said distressedly.

(End of chapter)