Under the night, Ao Bing's eyes stared at the bright moon in the sky with a dull look. During this period, he had gradually forgotten what cultivation was like.

Since his cultivation reached the peak of the true immortal, the hurdle of the immortal was like an indestructible city wall blocking Ao Bing.

From the countless attempts to make breakthroughs at the beginning, Ao Bing has given up like accepting his fate. Although this process is distressing, time has made Ao Bing slowly adapt to this state.

If it weren't for becoming the chosen dragon this time, Ao Bing wouldn't have dared to walk on this prehistoric continent.

Ao Bing, who was a little tired of watching, looked at the child under the tree, and the child was already curled up and went to sleep.

The subtle snoring slowly drifted away in the night, but the child's rough hands quietly grabbed a vine.

This vine was the one that was dragged vertically from the branch beside Ao Bing. Looking at the child's tender face, a soft smile flashed across Ao Bing's face.

A smile flashed, Ao Bing's expression was stunned, and suddenly he realized that this was the first time he had such a smile.

Since coming to this world, Ao Bing has been calculating every moment, whether it is for himself or for the dragon clan, but overall it is for himself.

The complex situation is always exhausting Ao Bing, and it seems that he hasn't been so relaxed for a long time.

The moon in the sky, like a jade plate, moved slowly, and Ao Bing's eyes also retracted from the child's tender face.

He was afraid of falling into this warmth and comfort, and then becoming Ao Bing who was waiting to be a puppet in heaven.

A ray of sunshine in the early morning rose from the east, and Ao Bing's figure jumped directly from the branches, and then walked forward again.

The movement of the branches made the child's figure quickly get up, and then followed Ao Bing silently again.

Ao Bing stopped and turned to look at the child. A trace of cowardice appeared in the child's firm gaze, but then he walked firmly to Ao Bing and fell to the ground.

"Please accept me as your disciple!"

The firm words made Ao Bing's heart tremble and he slowly saved his body.

"Why?" The calm words came out of Ao Bing's mouth, and a confused look appeared on the child's face.

Ao Bing looked at the child quietly without emotion, and carefully watched the subtle expression changes on the child's face.

"I want to be as strong as you will not let my tribe be bullied."

A smile flashed across Ao Bing's face with firm words.

"Go back! Ordinary is not necessarily bad." After saying that, Ao Bing stood up directly, turned around and continued to walk forward.

"Little Qinglong, that child has a good qualification, why don't he accept him as his apprentice?"

A sloppy figure appeared in front of Ao Bing, and Ao Bing smiled bitterly in his heart.

Ao Bing looked at the sloppy Taoist in front of him, constantly speculating in his heart about the identity of the person coming, and being able to see through himself at a glance. The sloppy Taoist in front of him was definitely not a weak person.

After all, since Ao Bing met the Supreme Lord, this is the second Taoist who can see through his identity.

"Senior joked that the road ahead is difficult and he is already in trouble. Why bother to cause trouble?"

When the sloppy Taoist heard Ao Bing's words, he just smiled slightly, and then bypassed Ao Bing and walked to the child.

"What's your name for little baby?"

When the child faced the sloppy Taoist in front of him, he showed a look of fear on his face, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "I don't have a name."

"It's better if you don't have a name, you'll be called Bai Jian from today!"

The name that the sloppy Taoist said exploded in Ao Bing's heart like a thunder.

Ao Bing turned his body stiffly, tried his best to control his expression, and then looked at Bai Jian with a calm gaze revealed in his eyes.

"Little Qinglong, how about letting this little guy follow you for a while?"

After the sloppy Taoist priest gave Bai Jian a name, he looked at Bai Jian with satisfaction, and then narrowed his eyes to Ao Bing.

"Senior, does Xiaolong have any choice?" Ao Bing asked tentatively at the sloppy Taoist.

Bai Jian, a general under the Emperor Xuanyuan of the Human Emperor, was the first person to be granted the gods. This person's life was throughout the battle between humans and witches and gods, and the cause and effect were so great.

The breeze blew gently, and the leaves around him were flying in the wind. Ao Bing looked at the sloppy Taoist priest. The sloppy Taoist priest looked at Bai Jian, and Bai Jian looked at Ao Bing.

Ao Bing's dragon heart kept beating. This was a dangerous attempt. Although he knew that it was not dangerous to his life, Ao Bing was still shrouded in fear.

The sloppy Taoist turned around slowly, and two sharp gazes looked at Ao Bing.

Facing the sloppy Taoist's gaze, Ao Bing seemed to see a sea of ​​fire pounced towards him. The blazing flames gave Ao Bing two completely different feelings.

A kind of vitality that seems to be nurturing, it is a kind of energy that blesses sentient beings, as if you can see all hope in it.

One is that it reveals infinite murderous intent, and feels that everything will be swallowed by this flame. Wherever it is said, no grass grows without any vitality.

As soon as Ao Bing retreated, he quickly withdrew his gaze. Drops of sweat kept sliding down his face, and a dragon heart was also jumping.

From those two sharp eyes, Ao Bing actually knew the identity of the sloppy Taoist in front of him, and he also made a decision in his heart.

"I'm sorry, senior, I can't agree."

Ao Bing bowed to the sloppy Taoist. This was his decision, because this was not a cause and effect, but a deeper catastrophe.

When Bai Jian heard Ao Bing's words, his face showed a look of depression. Tears were rolling in his red eyes, but no tears fell.

The sloppy Taoist walked slowly towards Ao Bing, and a hint of regret appeared in his eyes when he looked at Ao Bing.

"Some cause and effect cannot be easily understood by contamination. You have to know that you are still very small in this world."

"What the senior said is that because of this, Xiaolong made such a choice."

Standing up straight, Ao Bing said in a low tone, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"So, this kid will follow you from today, and you don't have to go to the ancestral land of the human race, just go to the Shennong Tribe."

A loud and domineering voice sounded in Ao Bing's ears. Ao Bing sighed in his heart and stopped silently.

Some things are so powerless. Ao Bing knows that he has been arranged again, and this time the arrangement is an arrangement that you can't resist.

A deep sense of powerlessness once again invaded Ao Bing's mind, and Ao Bing turned decadently and looked at Bai Jian.

Is this future leader of the 365 gods in heaven really so destined to be with me?

With this question, Ao Bing walked over to Bai Jian's side and slowly took Bai Jian's hand.

"From today on, you will follow me, but remember that you are not my disciple, I will not teach you anything. It depends on yourself how much you can learn."

"Senior, why do I call you?" Bai Jian asked Ao Bing respectfully, with a look of joy in his eyes.

"Just call me senior!"

Ao Bing said, holding Bai Jian's little hand, slowly walked past the sloppy Taoist, then turned around and bowed to the sloppy Taoist, and walked towards the distance.
Chapter completed!