When he mentioned the return of the Divine Clan before, after receiving Xi Mutong's meaningful glance, Shui Ling'er kept blushing, bowed his head and said nothing, and he didn't know whether he paid attention to the discussion about the key just now.

Xi Mutong saw that he was not in a state, so he asked, "Ling'er, what are you thinking?"

Shui Ling'er was named, then she raised her head and muttered: "Auntie, Ling'er doesn't want to be a god, she just wants to stay in the immortal clan to defend Jiluo Mountain, and then under the leadership of her aunt, she will jointly resist the alien race!"

Xi Mutong seemed to be still deliberately testing, and said with a smile: "Oh, the God Clan has always been known as the head of the six clans, and he can be the God Emperor, but it is a coveted beauty, and I don't know how many people are staring at this position with a tiger's eye, even if they fight for their heads and blood." Your identity as a candidate has been determined by heaven, and the position of the emperor god is easily obtained. With such unique conditions, why don't you want to sit down?"

Shui Ling'er was annoyed by her, and hurriedly argued: "It's a shame that my aunt has insight into the world, but she doesn't understand Ling'er's mind at all! Even though the master is no longer alive, he has always lived in my heart, and he is with me in the mountains every day, with my aunt. If I leave, won't I take the master with me? I don't want to, I believe in the master, and I don't want to!"

Yixi's words were sincere, and it aroused everyone's nostalgia for Zhuyue, and those who could cry were already in tears, only Xi Mutong could only shed tears into his heart.

She put away her smile and said indifferently: "Okay, since you are so attached to this immortal mountain, I will no longer force you to accept this divine position." However, who inherits the emperor god is related to the well-being of the people in the world for ten thousand years, and it should not be taken lightly. If the divine throne is obtained by evil and evil criminals, the tragedy of 500 years ago will be repeated, and the world will face the situation of the collapse of mountains and rivers and the destruction of life. So Ling'er, even if you don't want to become a god and take on the great responsibility of helping the gods return to the world, it is your duty. ”

Shui Ling'er saw that she no longer insisted on inheriting the throne herself, but only helped the appropriate person ascend the throne, and the tense nerves were instantly released, but at the same time, the sense of responsibility that arose from the bottom of her heart pressed heavily on his shoulders.

He stood up and solemnly promised everyone: "How dare Ling'er disobey the order of my ancestor and aunt? The verdant bamboos of Jiluo Mountain are all the high hopes of the living beings in the world for this immortal mountain, and Ling'er, as a member of the mountain, must do her best to live up to her mission and help the true heir to the throne of the gods! What should I do next, please ask my aunt to tell me." ”

Xi Mutong was very comforted when he heard him say that he was so loyal, so he explained in detail to everyone the process of inheriting the divine throne that he had learned from him when he visited the Lancang God that day.

Shui Ling'er touched her head after hearing this, and said with a smile: "It turns out that my aunt has already planned for the heir of this god clan, and she was just testing me just now, but I was so scared that I thought you didn't want me anymore!"

Withered slapped him on the head again, and said: "Stinky boy, what are you doing silly? From spelling out the Imperial Crown, to finding the Seven Star Flame, to going to the Valley of Chaos to light the Seven Star Lamp, how many challenges do you have to face? If I were you, I wouldn't want to hurry up and let the Finger Heaven Zen go to the next level, in case of future emergencies!"

One level higher, Shui Ling'er's Zhitian Zen Ke will catch up with his master Yue Zhuxian and reach the realm of Yaohai Jue.

As soon as the dead words were finished, a mysterious expression appeared on the faces of all the elders, but Shui Ling'er was still stupidly immersed in the joy of not having to be an emperor god, and she didn't notice it at all. (To be continued.) )