Ming Yu is also aware of this problem.

If Jiang Cheng occupies the golden altar, then Wu Tu will recognize him as the master.

But he wasn't a witch at all.

Even not so long ago, it was a hostile relationship with the Wu Clan.

Once he becomes the master of the witch map, doesn't that mean that the witch clan will lose a treasure in the future?

When this thought came to him, he immediately panicked.

"Wu Tu is the foundation of my clan, how can this be good?"

Looking at Jiang Cheng, who had stopped in the picture and was only one step away from the golden altar, he knew that he was powerless to prevent this from happening.

I could only sigh with a look of despair.

That's it.

I hope that for the sake of Lan Yi, he will not embarrass the Wu Clan too much in the future.

And inside Wutu, Jiang Cheng also fell into a difficult choice.

If there is no Lan Yi by his side, he will not hesitate to take the witch map for himself, after all, he will not take advantage of the bastard.

Brother Cheng has always plucked the feathers of geese.

But if you take it yourself, then Lan Yi has no chance.

If you think about it carefully, you have three thousand Xuan Patterns, Perfect Sword Dao, Heavenly Dao Skills, Turbid Power, and Heavenly Soul......

In fact, the witch picture can only be regarded as an embellishment.

And for the blue girl who hasn't seen her for many years, witchcraft is all she has.

The meaning of Wutu to her should be the same as the system is to herself, right?

"Well, why am I so nice to you?"

He let go of his right hand, and then pushed it towards the cloud that represented the blue wattle.

The blue girl didn't hear him.

But she could feel someone pushing her out.

She didn't know that there was a golden altar in front of her, and her heart was suddenly shocked, and she was about to resist, but she was already pushed up.

In the next moment, the golden altar shone brightly!

Everyone outside saw a spectacle.

The 18,000 fragments of the witch map were filled with golden light at the same time, and they were extremely dazzling.

When the golden light disappeared, all the fine crevices disappeared with it.

The whole picture seems to have been restored, from a shattered mirror to a flawless whole.

And in the very center of the whole, the blue wattle floated above the golden altar.

18,000 streamers of light quickly converged into her eyebrows, and disappeared in an instant.

Although everyone outside had never seen this scene, they knew that this was the ritual of the witch to recognize the Lord.

From this moment on, Lan Yi became the true master of Wutu.

Compared to that, the small approval of the previous high priest was nothing at all.

The Soul Ancestor screamed in disbelief.

"Is he stupid?"

"Such an opportunity, how can you give it away?"

All the priests and heavenly witches present were dumbfounded at first, and then cheered loudly.

"Great!"

"Great!"

"The one who occupies the golden altar is the patriarch of my clan!"

Some even danced with excitement and cried with joy.

"Woo woo, God pity me, God bless my people......"

"Wu Tu recognized the Blue Wing Patriarch as the master, and he is the strongest weapon of our clan. From now on, our people will not be afraid of any strong enemy! ”

"It's not a blessing."

The high priest looked at Jiang Cheng, who was only one step away from the altar in the scroll.

He knew very well that it was entirely given by this man.

Without his fulfillment, even if Lan Yi was really gifted and could get the witch map, it wouldn't be today.

Maybe 10 billion years from now, maybe 100 billion years, or even until the day the Wu Clan dies out.

Not only him, but many people gradually became embarrassed after the carnival.

At this moment, they all remembered Jiang Cheng's last sentence, 'Heaven and earth can't save her, and she has never relied on heaven and earth'.

At that time, they were angry and said, 'If you don't rely on heaven and earth, do you still rely on you?'"

Now it turns out that it really depends on Jiang Cheng.

The demon who they regarded as the patriarch of the heart, the person who most wanted Lan Yi to forget.

How ironic is that?

"Why did he do that?"

This question echoed in their minds, and no one could answer it.

Faced with the opportunity to master the witch map, who can give it up?

How much concentration and pattern does this require?

Inexplicably, Ming Yu actually had a trace of admiration for Jiang Cheng.

Because he can't do it himself.

The only one in the audience who can understand Brother Cheng's approach is Ji Linghan.

Just like when he was in the Nether Realm, when Master Jiang gave up the best spirit armor to himself.

That's what sets him apart from the other Sons of the Plane.

Opening her eyes, Lan Yi finally saw Jiang Cheng.

Become the master of the witchcraft, and 18,000 fragments of space are all in her eyes.

Standing on the golden altar, she saw the same picture as outside.

The field of vision is no longer lines and nodes, but the blue sky and white clouds, and the haunting person standing outside the altar in the sky.

"Jiang Cheng ......"

The confusion caused by a series of shocks disappeared at this moment.

She was calm after all, and she didn't feel that it was an illusory dream, but the joy was irrepressible.

It's a pity that Brother Cheng can't hear her voice.

When he delivered the blue water to his destination, he immediately turned off the fourth vision.

A million a second, very expensive.

The previous wild run consumed more than 300 million immortal yuan points, which made him quite painful.

Now he only knew that Lan Yi should have succeeded, because all the silk threads and nodes in front of him trembled violently at that moment just now.

Then he felt his hand being caught.

It was a slender hand, the fingertips were warm and boneless.

There was a not too big pull in his hand, and with that force, he took a step forward with a smile.

He also officially stood on the golden altar.

The lines and nodes in front of me were swept away in an instant, turning into blue sky and white clouds.

At the same time, the golden altar under his feet quietly melted into countless golden stars.

As if attracted by the scorching sun, they threw themselves towards Jiang Cheng.

In the blink of an eye, it was all in his body.

Brother Cheng didn't have time to meet again after a long absence, and he had countless 'knowledge' in his head.

That knowledge is exactly what the previous lines and nodes represent, what will come if they are touched, what connections they have with each other, and how they will react when combined with each other.

Before, when Jiang Cheng hung his vision to the second gear, he also slandered himself that he didn't know what they meant, what was the use of seeing clearly.

And now, all the notes appeared in his head.

Because there are so many combinations of nodes and lines in the witch diagram, it is almost like a vast encyclopedia.

As long as he sorts out all the 'notes' and summarizes the patterns, then he will have access to all the witchcraft contained in this witchcraft.

It's a great treasure beyond the existing witchcraft of the Wicans!

This made Jiang Cheng have to sigh, missing the east corner of the harvest of mulberry elm.

It's just that this treasure doesn't seem to mean much to me, so do you still have to study those 'notes' every day?

Everyone outside was dumbfounded.

It turns out that this golden altar can still be owned by two people at the same time?