Of course, Ao Bing didn't know the situation in the Underworld and Beiju Luzhou, so he just took Bai Jian forward while honing his cultivation.

In a blink of an eye, Ao Bing had been walking on this prehistoric continent for another hundred years. Although Ao Bing's cultivation has not improved in the slightest period, his Taoist rhyme has indeed become more and more complete in this century.

A hundred years have also made Bai Jian almost as far as he could pass through the tribulation and become an immortal, and his body has become a young man a hundred years ago.

Bai Jian now has beautiful eyebrows and a very calm expression on his handsome face. He has a square painting halberd on his back, and a young talented man with a loud sound.

"Senior, we seem to be getting further and further away from the Shennong Tribe."

On this day, Bai Jian asked about the news from the surrounding human tribes and said to Ao Bing.

Ao Bing is not surprised at the moment when he is getting farther and farther away from the Shennong tribe. He is walking casually and does not care where the road ahead leads.

During this century, Ao Bing has been thinking about the point of breaking the deadlock. This thought is like falling into it, and countless possibilities arise in Ao Bing's mind.

With the continuous refining and proof of theories over the years, these countless possibilities have gradually decreased, and now there is almost only one.

The point of breaking the deadlock lies with Shennong himself. Only by persuading Shennong to become a saint now can the forces in the prehistoric world be restored to peace again.

In order to achieve this goal, Ao Bing thought of countless methods in his mind, but now Ao Bing is not sure whether his plan can be implemented.

"Senior, are we still going forward?"

Looking at Ao Bing with deep thoughts, Bai Jian once again asked Ao Bing carefully.

Although Ao Bing's figure has not increased at all in recent years, this century of companionship has made Bai Jian very afraid of his essential master.

"Well, keep moving forward. The front should be that as one of the largest tribes of the human race in recent years, it's better to go and have a look."

Ao Bing said as he stood up and walked forward. Bai Jian was not surprised at why Ao Bing knew that it was ahead.

If Bai Jian had just thought Ao Bing was powerful in the past, Bai Jian now believed that Ao Bing was the sea and would never be fatal.

Soon, the figures of Ao Bing and Bai Jian appeared around a small tribe. There were almost not many people in the tribe, and only a few people were packing up their things.

"Senior, the human race here is moving towards it, and this has been expanding for so many years."

Hearing Bai Jian’s introduction, Ao Bing just nodded slightly, and this situation was expected by Ao Bing.

When human emperors change, it is impossible to obtain the position of human emperor only if destiny is impossible, and there must be support from grassroots human races.

How to obtain support? The simplest unintentional thing in the prehistoric world is the expansion of the tribe, allowing the tribe to have more human races. The number of people basically determines the ability of the tribe leader.

Among the migrating crowds, Ao Bing and Bai Jian slowly advanced towards the Youxiong Tribe. After half a month, the group of humans finally arrived at the periphery of the Youxiong Tribe.

Feeling the breath of guards in the tribe, Ao Bing directly turned into a small green dragon and attached to Bai Jian's arm.

"Senior, this is this?" Bai Jian asked Ao Bing on his arm in confusion.

"Continue to move forward and think that you are alone and have no companions." Ao Bing said to Bai Jian in a low voice.

Although Bai Jian was very confused, he didn't ask anything, but just walked towards the Youxiong Tribe. After some inspection, Bai Jian finally had a residence in the Youxiong Tribe.

In the courtyard, Ao Bing's figure did not appear, but let Bai Jian live in the courtyard calmly for a while and then walk around the Youxiong Tribe for a few randomly.

After a while, Ao Bing stayed quietly in Bai Jian's room, but Bai Jian had already joined the army of the Youxiong Tribe.

"After all, he is the disciple of Guangchengzi, and his bloodline concept is so deep that there is almost no creature of other races in the entire tribe.

Without the attacks and harassment of the demon clan, the continuous expansion of the tribe and the continuous training of the army, it seems that the entire Youxiong tribe has begun to prepare for the battle for the Human Emperor."

Based on the information he found during this period, Ao Bing can now be sure that the Youxiong tribe is definitely not the same as Shennong, and even the third ancestor of the human race. Of course, this is only limited to the issue of Shennong's enlightenment.

"This is a point of persuading Shennong. In the face of the Human Emperor's status, Shennong and Xuanyuan and Fuxi are indeed innately opposed.

It seems that the battle between Chi You and Xuanyuan in the myth is not as simple as it seems. There should be a shadow of Shennong. After all, Fuxi was present when Shennong took office, and Shennong was not present when Xuanyuan took office."

Ao Bing did not want to stay in the Youxiong Tribe when getting what he wanted. As for Bai Jian, it was also a fate method. After all, Bai Jian himself was Xuanyuan's general.

Ao Bing's figure quietly flew out of the Youxiong Tribe. As soon as the figure appeared outside the tribe, a yellow light flashed by, and Ao Bing's figure disappeared instantly.

"Ao Bing from Donghai meets Huanglong's uncle."

Looking at the tall and thin Taoist in front of him, Ao Bing bowed and said.

"Get up, why are you little guy here?" Taoist Huang Long asked Ao Bing with a smile.

"Isn't Uncle Huanglong here too? It shouldn't be strange if my nephew is here?"

Ao Bing's two consecutive questions directly made Taoist Huanglong's mouth twitch. He had long heard that Ao Guang's three sons were all troublesome, but it turned out to be true today.

"Are you sure this time? If you are not sure, just say, I will tell my father. Then there should be no problem for the four of them to help you."

The words of Taoist Huanglong made Ao Bing feel warm, but Ao Bing knew that he could not do this. If he did this, everything he did before, Ao Guang and Zulong would be in vain.

"Uncle, Bing'er knows it in his heart, so don't worry! If possible, can you tell Bing'er about your choice of sect this time?"

Ao Bing asked Huang Long tentatively.

Huang Long just shook his head lightly. After all, although he is a direct descendant of the Dragon clan, he has been allowed to do good deeds in the human race for so many years and has washed away his evil deeds. Such kindness does not allow him to do anything contrary to the interests of the Ages.

Looking at the disappointed look flashing across Ao Bing's face, Huang Long finally said: "You just do what you think. No matter what, you are the third prince of the Dragon Clan after all."

Huang Long said something obscure, Ao Bing understood it clearly, bowed to Huang Long, and then turned around to leave.

Ao Bing's figure left, and Guangchengzi's figure appeared behind Taoist Huanglong.

"Junior brother, it's better not to participate in this matter."

"Thank you for your teachings, my junior brother understands, but I feel a little embarrassed when I look at this nephew."

Taoist Huanglong said and bowed to Guangchengzi. After all, without Guangchengzi, Ao Bing would not have entered the Youxiong Tribe.

"Just be clear, but you'd better go to Master's place for this matter."
Chapter completed!