The dragon boat was moving quickly, while Ao Bing looked up at the starry sky on the deck. This was a month after the dragon boat left Shenlong Island.

Uncle Gui has been in the boat building for the past month, and there is no trace of it coming out. Obviously, this time the matter is quite complicated.

As for what his father and the others thought, Ao Bing didn't care, because Ao Bing could not interfere with the major issues involving the Dragon Clan.

What Ao Bing wants most now is to return to his third prince's womb. The prehistoric world is too complicated and full of calculations. A little dragon meeting will not be held in the future and can be studied by senior management of the four seas for a month. It can be seen how deep the water in the prehistoric world is.

"The Third Prince, maybe we can't go back to the East China Sea Dragon Palace right now."

Uncle Gui's sudden sound made Ao Bing fall from the soft couch on the deck.

"Can't you go back to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea?" Ao Bing looked at Prime Minister Turtle tightly, and asked Prime Minister Turtle word by word.

"We can't go back. We are now going to the shore of the East China Sea to find the eldest prince. It's not good for him to travel alone among the prehistoric people during this period."

It’s easy to leave the house, but it’s hard to get home!

Ao Bing got up from the deck and nodded helplessly at Prime Minister Gui. This was a decision that was made after a month of discussion, which showed that he had no room for refutation.

However, Ao Bing has a new understanding of his father's protection. There is a little bit of trouble and the first thing he thinks of is his son.

Seeing the dragon boat changing direction quickly, Ao Bing's heart was very cold. Compared with the Xiaolong Club, the human race that Ao Bing didn't want to contact before Shennong lived in the Huoyun Cave was the human race.

Prime Minister Turtle looked at Ao Bing's appearance and suddenly felt worried about the future of the East China Sea Dragon Clan.

Now the three princes of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea are in a state of a prodigal son. They like to travel to the prehistoric world. Although they have extensive experience, they have no desire for a strong man at all.

The second prince, one of the lazy dragons, is a guy who can sleep in his palace for thousands of years without waking up. He practices, makes power and enjoys it. The future of the dragon clan is a cloud of clouds for him, and it is better to sleep.

The third prince Daluo Zhizi seemed to be very homeless and was seriously afraid of death. As long as he left the East China Dragon Palace, he seemed to feel that there were people everywhere who wanted to harm him.

Thinking of his three princes, Prime Minister Turtle couldn't help feeling sad for his Dragon King.

Eighty years passed in a flash, and the dragon boat was being controlled by Prime Minister Turtle himself and parked on a small island on the coast of the East China Sea.

"Third Prince, I'm going to find the eldest prince. Are you practicing together or on the dragon boat?"

Hearing Prime Minister Turtle’s question, Ao Bing’s face showed a tangled look.

This is the coast of the East China Sea, where Ao Bing and Nuwa fight in mythology, and this is also the reason why Ao Bing drowned Nuwa later.

Based on what I have come into contact with over the years, Ao Bing can be completely sure that in the myth of Jingwei reclamation, Ao Bing and Nuwa are definitely not that simple in fighting, and someone must be calculating behind the scenes.

In his heart, Ao Bing still felt that it was safer to follow Uncle Gui when he had the consequences of the two choices of entering the human race and staying in the dragon boat to practice.

"Uncle Gui, I'll go with you to find my elder brother."

Prime Minister Turtle took Ao Bing to fly off the dragon boat, waved his hand and set of flags scattered around the island, and the entire island disappeared in Ao Bing's eyes in a daze.

"Uncle Gui, do you know where my brother is?"

Walking on the beach and looking at the huge mountains in front of him, Ao Bing asked Prime Minister Turtle with some confusion.

"I know where it is, but it still needs to be calculated in detail!"

As Prime Minister Turtle spoke, he took Ao Bing's hand and flew up in the air. The figures of the two soon appeared outside a human tribe.

Descending from the sky, Prime Minister Turtle had turned into an old man, and waved his palm in front of Ao Bing, and the two corners on Ao Bing's forehead disappeared.

"Missary, remember that you must not reveal your true body in the human race. Over the years, the disciples of the three religions have begun to preach in the human race.

The saints of the People's Teaching have only one disciple, and the possibility of meeting them is almost slim.

The Ancient Sect is more troublesome because they are hostile to the demon clan, so they are not so friendly to the dragon clan.

Jie Cult regards living creatures equally, but because Jie Cult lives with us in the East China Sea, there is more or less friction."

"Uncle Gui, I understand."

Ao Bing's guards for the three religions since they came to the prehistoric world were greater than expectations. After all, the saints are above all sentient beings, and they are completely counted. At this stage, Ao Bing still avoids the three religions.

Prime Minister Turtle led Ao Bing toward the human tribe. Now the human tribe has a trajectory of developing from the tribe to the city.

There is a circle of high walls around the entire tribe, with various formation runes carved on them.

Looking at the runes on the wall, Ao Bing was sure that those myths were very rich. The human race here was not weak, and there were not many human races who became true immortals.

In this small tribe with about 100,000 people in front of me, there is a golden immortal, four celestial immortals, and nearly a hundred true immortals.

"Uncle Gui is not weak!"

Feeling these breaths, Ao Bing exclaimed to Uncle Gui in a low voice.

"Can the human race become the master of the prehistoric continent?"

Prime Minister Turtle said to Ao Bing in anger, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he led Ao Bing to a small yard quickly.

The two walked outside the gate of the courtyard, but Prime Minister Turtle stopped, and then stood quietly at the door, with an extremely respectful look on his face.

Ao Bing looked at Prime Minister Turtle in confusion, and then looked inside through the crack of the door.

A young man in the courtyard was constantly drawing on the ground with branches, and almost every stroke was drawn, he would fall into long-term thinking.

Moreover, there were almost no figures in the courtyard, only a few animals were quietly staying in the courtyard.

"Uncle Gui, my brother doesn't seem to be here." Retracting his gaze, Ao Bing turned around and said to Prime Minister Gui.

"Don't talk."

Prime Minister Turtle blocked Ao Bing's mouth, then bowed respectfully to the courtyard, and turned around and left with doubt.

The young man in the courtyard looked up at the gate of the courtyard and smiled, then lowered his head and scratched him again.

It was not until Ao Bing and Prime Minister Turtle's figures walked to the beach again that the young man in the courtyard stood up, stretched his waist, looked up at the sky.

"It's time to leave here. If you want to follow me, continue to follow me. If you don't want to follow me, you can leave now."

The young man said as he wiped off the scratches of branches on the ground with his feet, and the entire courtyard disappeared instantly, and then walked out of the tribe with a smile.

The animals that were originally staying in the courtyard seemed to be in a state of entanglement, and until the end, none of them chased the young man.

Outside the tribe, the young man suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at the distance with a smile.

"I thought it would be one of them, but I didn't expect that you have never shown yourself. However, you are destined to be able to follow you, so you can follow you in the future!"

The young man said as Ao Jia's figure appeared, bowed to the young man, and his eyes showed an excited look.

On the island, Prime Minister Turtle directly took back the formation flag and then took Ao Bing back to the dragon boat.

"Uncle Gui, won't you go to find my elder brother?"

"No need to look for it. The place where the eldest prince is now is safer than the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea."
Chapter completed!