Bai Ze rolled his eyes when he heard this. He felt that his innate god had actually triggered a crisis of trust in a little barbarian. This was simply a shame for the gods.

"Little Man, don't think about good things. Is immortality so easy to cultivate? Supernatural powers are supernatural powers, and immortality is the fruit position. If there is no merit of heaven and earth, why do you enjoy the fruit position of immortality?" Bai Ze smiled disdainfully, and his head gradually shrank into the basket: "Boy, I advise you not to think too much. If the gods can fall in love with you, I will serve as your mount and I will never regret it!"

Although Bai Ze felt a little weak, he refused to weaken his momentum. How could he lose to a young barbarian who doesn’t understand the divine words?

Ignoring Bai Ze's attack, Yang Sanyang was wearing animal skins and jumping in the mountains and forests, silently deducing in his heart, looking for the aura in the dark.

In his eyes, a golden thread flowed by, and the endless atmosphere of the world was captured in his eyes.

In the south, he saw the vast sky and endless auspiciousness, and it was obvious that the innate gods came.

"Huh~" In the altar, Taiyi, who was transforming Nirvana suddenly showed a look of surprise and looked into the distance: "The person from the Three Star Cave of the Shaking Moon is actually in that direction. This little man has some tricks. Could it be Bai Ze's guidance? But even if he knows what the use is that powerful man here? With his qualifications, he can't learn divine words. How can he be seen by that old guy?"

"The god's place of foot is in that direction. I have to try my luck no matter what!" Yang Sanyang took out a small basket from his chest, picked some fresh wild fruits, and then thought in his heart and ran towards the place where the god was.

"This kid has some tricks, and he actually knows where the gods sit. The innate gossip is really wonderful!" Bai Ze took all kinds of auras into his eyes, showing a look of surprise, but then he sneered: "So what? Even before you go to the gods' car, you will not be seen by the gods. Although that old guy has the best personality among the gods and is a rare good man, he will never accept you, a little barbarian who doesn't understand the divine words."

"Breathe~Breathe~"

Yang Sanyang tried hard to sort out his breathing. As he approached the god, he became more and more excited, and he continued to calm his mood. He must make himself look respectful and polite and not to collide with the god.

"The ancestor, why hasn't Taiyi Nirvana ended yet? He is still the supreme god after all. How can he do things so hard? Nirvana is so hard to get up!" A crisp girl's voice sounded in the mountains and forests, but she saw an eighteen-nine-year-old girl dressed in gray clothes and fair and tender skin as white as jade and pouting her lips, and her innocent expressions were all revealed on her face.

A flawless face with delicate skin as delicate as warm jade. Combined with that pretty face, the mountains and forests are fading.

beautiful!

The girl is so beautiful!

Coupled with the cute and silly daughter's house, her red lips and funny expression, she couldn't help but get intoxicated by it.

"Daoyuan, can't you meditate and practice for a while? This time you are brought out to increase your knowledge. Your patience is really not polished. How can you overcome the three disasters like this?" An old voice was like a mountain flowing water, blending with the nature of the heaven and earth, as if it had a mysterious Taoist rhyme, echoing it with the grass and trees in the heaven and earth.

The girl pouted: "The disciple thought that a wonderful battle would break out here, and the gods competed here, but who knew it was so boring, and it was not as interesting as the senior brothers from the Three Star Cave of the Shallow Moon."

Hearing this, the old voice was irritated: "You still said! Did your third senior brother's immortal grass that has been cultivated for 100,000 years be harmed by you? And why did the colorful parrot raised by your senior brother disappear all its hair, its throat became hoarse, and it could not make any sound? And your senior brother's Ganluquan, why did there be a group of wild boars bathing..."

"That's all my fault. I didn't know that the immortal grass could not touch the Emperor's Liquid. I kindly collected the Emperor's Liquid and wanted to water it. But I knew that the herb was so weak that it was all dead. And the colorful parrot, so stingy, actually mocked me for being bad in shape, mocked my clothes for being less beautiful than their feathers, and the disciple became irritated when he heard the colorful parrot's voice... And the Ganluquan of Senior Brother Liu, the disciple just wanted to roast a wild boar. Who knew that your old man suddenly remembered to preach, and the disciple hurriedly listened to the sermon. Who knew that the Ganluquan was actually arched by the wild boar after he came back! It was also the fortune of the wild boar, and he actually activated his spiritual intelligence to swallow the moonlight. Now he is also a demon king..."

"You evil disciple, you are simply a disaster. The disciple of Qixing Cave has never been harmed by you. If you ask you to stay in the mountains, I am afraid that you will kill you to sacrifice to the sky!" The old voice was furious.

When Yang Sanyang walked in quietly with the fruit basket, he saw a scene like this. A woman who seemed to be walking out of the painting, her eyes were full of grievances when she pouted. An old man next to her pointed at the girl with his arm trembling, his beard was trembling, and his eyes were full of pain.

He felt sorry for the magic medicine that was ruined by a girl in the mountains.

"Hey, there is actually a little barbarian here!" The girl ignored the old man's long-windedness and looked at the little monkey walking from the jungle.

The little monkey's hair was shining, and the black one emitted a bright light, as if it was a piece of jade, and the body emitted a faint fragrance of grass and trees, and its eyes were filled with amazing spirituality.

"Are these two gods?" Yang Sanyang's eyes fell on the old man. The old man was wearing a white soap robe, his hair and beard were white, and his skin seemed like a baby. His whole person seemed to be integrated with the vast vast thousand, and there was no strange phenomenon in his body, but he looked extraordinary.

Looking at the girl beside the old man, her eyes were staring at her, as if she had discovered something fun, revealing a look of joy. Her eyes seemed to have a hundred-watt light bulb, scattering amazing heat.

Yang Sanyang quickly withdrew his gaze, and his scalp was numb by the woman's gaze, as if something bad was about to happen.

When things were about to come, he could not retreat. He could sense the aura in the dark and told him that his opportunity was on the two gods in front of him.

Yang Sanyang stepped forward quickly, knelt on the ground with his knees, raised the fruit basket and presented it to him.

"Master, what an interesting little monkey, look at what this little monkey is doing!" Seeing Yang Sanyang's actions, Daoyuan seemed to have discovered a new world, cheered and quickly yelled at the old man behind him.

It’s like someone walking in the forest, and suddenly a monkey comes out and brings out a big pot of fruit for you. Are you surprised? Are you happy? Do you think the other person is spiritually immense?

"Everything in the world has spirituality. The little monkey's muscles and bones are shining with fragrance between her hair. It must be a coincidence that she swallowed the grass and returned to the pill, and she still has some luck!" The old man stroked his beard: "But it's a pity, but it's a barbarian. Otherwise, any creature swallowed the grass and returned to the pill, which would be enough to activate his spiritual intelligence to swallow the essence of the sun and the moon, but it would ruin the treasure in vain."

"This little monkey is so interesting!" Daoyuan stepped forward, looked at Yang Sanyang in a weird way, pointed to the basket, and pointed at himself: "Is this for me?"

Yang Sanyang nodded. Although he couldn't understand the divine words, he could understand the other party's meaning.

"What an interesting monkey~" Daoyuan took the fruit basket and showed a hint of surprise in his eyes: "You monkey are so clever and skillful."

As he spoke, Daoyuan looked at the flower basket, then picked up the fruit and ate it: "This place is so boring, I have found something interesting."

"I'm very bored for half a month after coming to this Great Wilderness. No one is playing with me. You little monkey came just right, just for me to relieve my boredom!" Daoyuan stroked Yang Sanyang's hair: "What a delicate hair, there are not many or fewer barbarians in the Great Wilderness. They are all rough people, like you, like a jade body, and a crystal clear body, but I have never seen it. I'm afraid that those senior brothers who are only celestial immortals can't compare to your body. They are really lucky and I don't know how many good things I have swallowed."

"You little monkey have some luck!" Daoyuan sighed: "I'm afraid that something has changed, but has already opened up his wisdom?"

"Master, this little monkey has a lot of thought. You can taste the taste, it's really good!" Daoyuan brought the fruit basket to the old man.

The ancestor swept across the fruit basket with a calm expression, then picked up a grape and put it in his mouth: "Although it is an ordinary thing, it tastes unique..."

"Squeak squeak squeak ~" Yang Sanyang kowtowed one after another, and a golden light flashed behind his head, which caught the eyes of the ancestor.

"Guru~" The grapes entered the belly, and the ancestor's eyes stopped, looking at the little monkey who was bowing to the head, with a stiff expression, wishing that he could spit out the grapes in his belly.

"You little monkey, do you have any requests to kowtow like this?" Daoyuan ate the fruit and glanced at Yang Sanyang with his eyes. Subai's palms were lightly gentle, and he stroked Yang Sanyang's head.

Yang Sanyang kept kowtowing, but he was anxious and speechless. How could he ask the other party to accept a disciple?

"Master, this little monkey is afraid that it has already had some wisdom. It is really a magical creation. The heavens and hundreds of races in the Great Wilderness world have never had such a wasteful race as barbarians and as if they were so useless. This little monkey has achieved some luck and is amazing in spirit!" Daoyuan turned to see his master.

The ancestor's eyes were straight at this time, and he stood up in a hurry, and came to Yang Sanyang. His eyes were staring at the golden black hair, and turned to look at Daoyuan and said, "I'm afraid there is something wrong, we can't eat that fruit."

"Why are you so fussy?" Daoyuan was puzzled.

"Let's come forward and see what this is?" The ancestor pointed at the golden feathers on Yang Sanyang's head.
Chapter completed!