"Xiaobai, let's go!"

Xiaotian returned to the boy who was grabbing the bun, and once again put his hand on his shoulder, wrapped his arms around his neck and walked slowly into the distance, leaving the sound of Xiaotian's chatter everywhere he went.

Everyone in this area has long since turned their attention away from the farce just now, and everyone is doing their own thing and continuing to do what they do on a daily basis.

Life is so busy, repeated, day after day, year after year, repeating yesterday's events, experiencing the joy of life in the ordinary, understanding the world, and showing the true meaning of life in every square inch.

The middle-aged lop-eared man who sold steamed buns, his eyes burst out with a huge divine light and looked at the figure of Xiaotian and the child gradually moving away, there was nothing dim and sluggish in his eyes, and even the body instantly became extremely tall, although it did not exude a trace of breath, but it brought people a sense of returning to the basics and the unity of heaven and man.

And the beautiful woman, at this moment, a look of relief rose on her face, and with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she looked kind and dignified.

"There is only so much that can help you, I hope this little grandson of Xuanyuan Zhantian can bring you good luck!"

She also looked at the two little figures that were gradually moving away, and after saying something to herself, she turned to clean up, and soon the bun stall and the couple were gone, and soon there was another improvised tent in another place......

The truth is sometimes like this, it comes unexpectedly, it comes overwhelming, sometimes it is full of cruelty, sometimes it is full of warmth.

"By the way, Xiaobai, I don't know what your name is......"

"By the way, Xiaobai, when did you come in here......

"By the way, Xiaobai, are you alone now......

"That's right, little white......"

Obviously, Xiaotian's words along the way were actually talking to himself, and the little boy never opened his mouth from beginning to end, but Xiaotian was not bored, not embarrassed, and asked questions while justifying himself.

And Xiao Tian's hand never let go, so he hugged the child so tightly and continued to walk forward, he decided to take him to a place, a place where he could find himself in the future.

"I almost forgot, Xiaobai, where you live now, you must have forgotten to bring a tent, let's buy a tent first!"

When they passed a tent stall, Xiao Tian suddenly stopped and said, and then without waiting for the little boy's answer, he shoved the bun in his hand into his hand and walked towards the tent stall alone, of course, he also knew that he was waiting in vain, and Xiaobai would not speak.

It didn't take long for Xiaotian to drag an "oversized" tent back to the little boy's side.

"This tent still has to be picked up by you, I haven't been able to sense the aura between heaven and earth since I was a child, so I'm not a cultivator, Xiaobai, you're different, I saw you doing your work just now when I was selling buns, this tent should be a trivial matter for you, right......?"

After Xiaotian finished speaking, he paused slightly, scratched his head, and continued: "Xiaobai, but you don't have to be angry, this ...... I'll take this bun, hehe......"

At this moment, Xiaotian is embarrassed with a trace of ease, if you want to resolve the embarrassment of the other party, then let yourself be embarrassed first, and narrow the distance between each other in some casual and childlike jokes and "cunning", so that the other party is in the same position and identity as yourself.

This is the embodiment of Xiaotian's cleverness and wisdom, just like before he said in front of everyone that the little boy was his friend, and the little boy was just playing a game, it was a kind of help that did not hurt his self-esteem, and his help made some people who knew his identity full of praise for him, and had a new understanding of him, and even more impressive about him, this is just an eight-year-old child, no wonder the eighteenth master Xuanyuan Zhantian's love for him can alarm Yueming Valley, and his mind is admirable and also fluctuates the heartstrings of those people.

The little boy actually reacted this time, he looked up at Xiaotian violently, his eyes flashed with a different look, his lips moved slightly, and he stopped talking.

"Ah......h

The little boy paused, and without waiting for Xiao Tian to finish speaking, he stretched out his hand and gently put the tent on his shoulder, and Xiao Tian didn't take the bun, turned around and walked forward.

Xiao Tian looked at his move, the corners of his mouth hung a perfect arc, and an evil smile of "the conspiracy succeeded" appeared on his face.

"?!Wrong Xiaobai, ...... on the right"

Xiaotian shouted from behind, and chased after him, in a good mood.

"Xiaobai, what about this tent, you can use it first, I'm going to find a way to take you to my house these days, you don't know where my house is, I said don't be surprised, my family ......"

"Live in the Xuanyuan family's mansion!"

Xiao Tian was about to ask how you know but immediately stopped, but turned his head to look at the little boy with a look of surprise and incredulity, and he didn't even look at the road.

"Look at the road!"

The boy shouted, but did not look at him.

"Oh! wow...... Xiaobai, you can talk, oh my God, our Xiaobai can speak......"

Xiao Tian replied subconsciously, then shook his head and reacted quickly, followed by a long sigh......

"Xiaobai, you have to tell me what your name is now. ”

After Xiaotian finished sighing, he asked the first question, you can't just keep calling it so white because people are white.

"Hoshizawa!"

The little boy did not refuse this time, and said his name to Xiaotian, it turned out that his name was Xingze, and it turned out that he was Xingze who had appeared on that road.

As soon as the news of the Changbai Tower Test Conference came out a few months ago, it immediately caused a sensation in the entire Yueming Valley, and everyone in the Yueming Valley, regardless of men, women, and children, responded and signed up one after another, and went to the Youyu tribe and the Xuanyuan family all the way......

On one of the roads there was a group of people walking on foot, and the number of them was simply innumerable, they had no horses and vehicles, only a burden and a stick, and it was especially spectacular to see.

At that time, the scorching sun was scorching, and everyone sat on the ground on the side of the road at noon, taking out dry food to pass the hunger in their stomachs, this group of people were ordinary people, regardless of whether they could cultivate or not, and whether they knew how to cultivate, but they still wanted to give it a try, even if they went to see the excitement for a long time, they would be satisfied, of course, there were many teams like this, walking in different places and different roads.

In fact, they can't test their talent potential, because the test of the Changbai Pagoda is actually the test of the Guiru Stone, and the test of the Guiru Stone requires cultivators, because after the Guiru Stone enters the full aura, it must input a trace of aura again to shoot lines of different colors, and then determine a person's innate potential according to the number of lines, and then decide whether you are qualified to enter the upcoming Changbai Courtyard.

But the Eighteenth Master didn't specifically point this out, his request was that as long as you were from Yueming Valley, then you could come to participate in the test conference, I don't know what he meant.