By the time I arrived at the altar, it was already full of people. Although there were a lot of people, it was quite quiet, except for the children on the altar who had finished their senses and condensed the prototype of the brand, and then there would be a burst of noise.

If someone makes a loud noise when a child is enlightened, and there is no need for the soldiers and guards to maintain order, and there are countless people who look at them angrily, as a thousand people have pointed out, the one who speaks will be ashamed and will not dare to speak again.

Actually, it's no wonder. Although there is a one-way formation on the altar to isolate sound, it is difficult for outside sounds to enter, and the sound from inside can be clearly heard. It can be said that it will never affect the child's perception, and even if it does, it will have little impact.

But, what if?

So, let's be honest.

I didn't hesitate to watch this cloud-like crowd crowd crowd into a sea, and I was still speechless for a while, is it necessary?

This thing, it's yours and yours, you can't get it if you don't ask for it, talent is decided when you are born, and now it's just a formality, and it can actually cause such a lot of excitement. Obviously, the crowd who collectively watched with their necks pulled their necks would not think so, so-and-so has an amazing talent, and who has branded a strange brand, which will add some after-dinner conversation and comfort to them.

He hesitated for a while, looking at the pillar that soared to the sky, and then looked at the congested crowd, with a wry smile in his eyes.

He was brilliant under this pillar, and he fell under this pillar, and all kinds of tastes came to his heart, in exchange for a sigh, and dissipated in the autumn sun and wind. If you have a choice, you would rather be mediocre and mediocre, be an ordinary teenager, without the glory of all eyes, and without the bitterness of falling into the abyss, be quiet, be able to cook wine and sencha for your parents, and bring laughter and joy to your sister, even if you work in the fields, but the family is warm and beautiful, and you are tired and tired, isn't it good?

But it has become a fact, no matter how much you struggle, there is nothing to make up, instead of sighing and complaining, it is better to accept the present and fight for the future. Unfortunately, although people are relatively silent, they are not a person who easily admits defeat, if he succumbs to fate like this and can't withstand the wind and rain setbacks, then he will not come to this point, but die in humiliation. endure humiliation and burden, just to seize the opportunity to resist. Like the young wolf on the grassland, let the little beast bully, struggle but powerless. But if you underestimate it, it will be a fatal mistake. Seize the opportunity and bite the throat of those who insult it and suppress it!

I didn't hesitate to wait and see for a while, only to see a burst of fine light occasionally erupting from the altar, but the aura was strong and weak, which was determined by the strength of the talent. It's just that the breath is far inferior to the white tiger brand, and obviously the genius is not so good.

"Erzhu, that's my Erzhu!"

A thin monkey-like old man couldn't hide his excitement, jumped up and shouted, an old face blushing like a monkey's buttocks, pointing fingers at the crowd, very funny.

He smiled dumbly, and looked at the place where the old man's finger was pointing, only to see that the old man's grandson Erzhu on the altar was frowning tightly, meditating, and on his head, a touch of fine light appeared, and the essence was dazzling, covering the brilliance of the children of the same batch.

He's probably the best of the bunch.

"What am I talking about, my second pillar will never be worse than other children, you see, look, such a big and bright brand, can it compare to the white tiger of the old Liu family?

If the old man is a monkey, then his grandson is...... Well...... The fat monkey has a very strong body, and it is very white and tender, but the face has ruined the image, not to mention the sharp-beaked monkey gills, it is a very strange appearance, with a very pointed chin and a conical face. How do you say it? Turnips, yes, head turnips, stuck in the body. I have to admire the creation of nature.

The "bang" essence light exploded, revealing an illusory shadow, exposed to the air, slowly condensing.

"This is a turnip, a white turnip?!"

I saw that the imprint condensed in the light that was unparalleled for a moment in the limelight turned into a thick and pointed head, and there were a few tiny tentacles shaking at the tip.

White radish ......

"It's really a white radish! Lao Xintou, your precious grandson and you are in the same line!"

Seeing this, the guy who was gray under the swagger of the thin old man couldn't help laughing, and didn't forget to jump out and sarcastically say a thing or two.

Look at Lao Xintou again, the thin old man, his eyes widened, and he looked at the shaking big white radish on the head of the sweaty good grandson in disbelief, wiped his eyes vigorously, and then looked at it, it was still a radish, which seemed to be a little older than just now, and his beard was trembling excitedly.

"What's the matter, if you don't have anything to say, just say, with your old Xintou's ability, you can't give birth to such a high ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that those sect elders all had solemn faces, staring at the big white radish, and even one or two couldn't hold their breath with a "poof", jumped up from their seats, straightened their necks and stared, not wanting to miss a minute.

"Buzz ......"

The imprint is trembling, the big white radish stretches its tentacles, as if absorbing the aura of the sun and the moon, the body is more and more full, the veins inside the radish can be seen clearly, the skin is thin and the juice is thick, the meat is tender and fresh, like a fairy thing.

"The imprint is changing, and the talent is transformed!"

At the gathering place of the sect, an old man in linen with a long beard breathed a sigh of relief and said word by word.

As soon as the words fell, the plump big white radish exploded, turning into a trace of pure spiritual energy from the child called Erzhu, Tianling Gai, and there was not the slightest loss.

A small fluttering brand floated out, shaped like a turnip, but a little different, the skin slightly wrinkled, but still crystal like jade. What's even more peculiar is that the turnip-shaped thing looks like a baby's face, wrinkled together, like crying.

"It's ...... White Jade Snow Ginseng?!"

The sitting elders could no longer calm down, and they stood up and exclaimed.

"What?White Jade Snow Ginseng?!"

The crowd seemed to explode the pot, all kinds of unbelievable jumped on their faces, if the white tiger brand is a rare king brand, then the white jade snow ginseng is a once-in-a-lifetime superb, legend has it that its body white jade snow ginseng king is the immortal product enshrined by the immortal family before the ancient ruin, and the immortal is hard to find. The medicine that can heal Dao injuries is the best treasure, and the White Jade Snow Ginseng King is the best of the best. And the concept of Dao injury is not something that these people can touch, only some records in ancient books, and almost no one has seen it in this world.

Although the white jade snow ginseng is not as good as the white jade snow ginseng king, it is also a legendary thing, and it can be imagined that it is precious.

"Wha, you guys, you guys, actually framed my good grandson as a big white radish, open your dog's eyes and see clearly, the legendary white jade snow ginseng! The thin old man smiled, his eyebrows and nose were huddled, as bright as an old chrysanthemum.

"My old Xin Tou tells you, don't look down on our radish! That white jade snow ginseng was a big white radish in my previous life, which means that my decision is not as useless as you think, this is called potential, understand? potential! We're also a ...... Belch...... The white jade snow ginseng that has not yet developed!"

The thin old man's eyebrows fluttered, and his spit flew sideways, causing the people around him to frown, but because of his grandson's potential, he didn't dare to make a sound, so he let him shout.