The door of Zhuangzi slowly opened. An old man dressed in coarse cloth saluted respectfully outside the door and said, "He Venerable is here, the lord is invited." ”

He Yiming's eyes condensed slightly, his eyesight was also different from what it used to be, and he could already see at a glance that this person was actually a real master of the innate realm.

A thought flashed through his mind.

Zhu Baqi once said that in this kind of manor, you can only choose the acquired masters to come in and serve. However, among these acquired masters, there are some people who are extremely lucky, and they will be rewarded by the innate golden pill and become innate powerhouses.

Perhaps, the old man in front of him is such a lucky person.

He Yiming smiled slightly, and as the old man entered the gate, he asked casually, "Old man, may I ask which Venerable Lord's mansion is here?" ”

The old man's footsteps paused slightly, and he turned his head, a hint of surprise flashing across his old face.

After all, He Yiming's face was not thick enough, and he was quite embarrassed in his eyes of "you don't even know who the master is".

However, the old man in front of him was also a person who had seen the world, especially for the incredible and strange hobbies of the Venerables. So he only showed a little surprise. It was immediately back to normal.

"Venerable He, this is the mansion of the Lord of the Divine Operator. The old man said softly.

He Yiming's face suddenly became extremely solemn, but the look in his eyes became more and more determined.

In the entire Tianchi, there are two people who cannot be provoked, except for the ancestor of Tianchi, it is this god operator.

In fact, in some ways, this Lord Divine Operator has a little more weight in the hearts of the main veins of Tianchi and the people in power of the various branches than the Tianchi Ancestor.

Because the Tianchi Ancestor was too far away from them, so far that they couldn't reach it at all.

In the hearts of ordinary Tianchi people, the ancestor has been deified, and there is almost no difference between him and the legendary Shinto people.

However, the god operator is the real controller of the main vein of Tianchi, so when mentioning this seemingly omniscient figure, anyone will feel awe from the heart.

Silently stepping on the bluestone paved ground, He Yiming restrained his own aura, and the white horse thunderbolt seemed to understand He Yiming's meaning, and the violent aura of the holy beast level on its body was also completely constricted. If you don't look at the single horn on its head, I'm afraid that anyone will think that this is just a more divine horse.

The old man seemed to have known the identities of Hundred and Eight and White Horse Raiden, so he was not surprised that He Yiming came with them, let alone drove White Horse out like an ordinary horse.

Looking at his respectful appearance that treats everyone equally, people can't help but feel a good feeling that can't be concealed.

Although he hadn't seen the god operator yet, the old man who was in charge of serving the god operator in this manor had already left a full impression in He Yiming's heart.

Entering the hall, a turn, it turned out to be walking towards the backyard.

The white horse stopped abruptly, its nose twitching twice, and neighed softly towards a nearby wing.

Then, from there there came a sharp humming sound.

As soon as I heard this voice. He Yiming and the others immediately stopped.

Bao Pig, this little guy is really here.

......A soft sound came from the window, and then everyone saw that the sturdy window had broken a large hole, and a white shadow flew out, and ran towards the white horse.

Seeing that the white shadow was about to reach the white horse's head, a hand stretched out like lightning and grabbed the neck of the treasure pig.

The treasure pig turned around and bared its teeth and threatened He Yiming, but it quickly found that its performance was useless, because He Yiming didn't look at it at all.

"Haha, Brother He is coming from afar, and the old man has prepared five glasses of turbid wine, please come in and enjoy it." ”

An old man in a fairy robe with a fairy wind and a long beard appeared silently in the courtyard at some point.

He Yiming's heart froze, and at the moment when he was distracted by the treasure pig just now, this person seized this gap and came here, so that even He Yiming didn't find out how this person appeared.

In the case of tailwind, He Yiming has rarely encountered such a thing.

Taking a deep breath, He Yiming casually threw the treasure pig to one hundred and eight. Then he bowed meticulously and said, "Thank you, Lord God Operator." ”

The god operator nodded slightly, and the old servant who had reached the innate realm immediately bowed down and retreated.

When they entered the backyard, they saw a stone table full of wine and food, and the heat on it seemed to have just been cooked.

He Yiming's eyebrows raised slightly, could it be that this person actually calculated whether he and the others were going to come?

Thinking of the other party's name, the surprise in He Yiming's heart became more and more intense. If this person really has this magical power, it will be too terrifying.

As if he saw what He Yiming was thinking, the Divine Operator smiled slightly and said, "The old man has studied the art of divine arithmetic all his life, but he is far from reaching the peak. Today's preparations are just a matter of preparedness. ”

He Yiming glanced at him in surprise, and felt a good impression of this old man.

"Sit. The god operator waved his hand and said.

He Yiming glanced at the distribution direction of several wine glasses, and the spacing between them, and then looked at the only four chairs, and he suddenly understood.

It turned out that the god operator actually regarded the white horse thunder and the pig as an equal object, and among these five wine cups, in addition to him and one hundred and eight, even the thunder and the pig had their place.

After seeing this, even He Yiming was amazed.

In the eyes of ordinary people, even if they knew the identity of the white horse thunderbolt, they would not think of treating it as an equal human being, not to mention, there is also the little guy Bao Pig.

It can be seen from this that the god operator is indeed a great anomaly, but he is the kind of person with great wisdom.

The white pig jumped up and jumped directly onto a chair. White Horse Raiden hesitated for a moment, and squatted down between the treasure pig and He Yiming.

The white horse was the only one who didn't enjoy the treatment of a chair, but in terms of its size, I am afraid that there is no chair that can match it.

The divine operator raised his cup and said, "Junior Brother He, Brother Bai, your old man has already heard about it. But after meeting today, the old man realized that the two of them were much more powerful than the rumors. ”

He Yiming smiled slightly and said, "Don't dare to be your old fallacious praise." ”

The god operator touched a cup with everyone and drank it all.

He Yiming naturally drank the wine in the glass, even the treasure pig and the thunderbolt were no exception. And after the thunder and lightning were drunk, a pair of beautiful big eyes suddenly lit up, and a gentle neighing sound came out of the horse's mouth.

The god operator smiled dumbly, stretched out his hand and patted it, and suddenly someone walked in carrying a large jar half a person high.

The man put the jar in the courtyard, patted it gently, patted the mud tire, lifted the lid, and suddenly a fresh aroma of wine permeated the air, which made people smell and feel refreshed.

The big eyes of the white horse thunderbolt suddenly looked towards He Yiming. After hesitating for a moment, He Yiming said, "Thank you, Lord God Operator." ”

The god operator smiled and said, "To be able to invite a holy beast with the bloodline of a divine beast as a guest, this sake is nothing." ”

He Yiming smiled bitterly in his heart, it seems that the white horse thunderbolt is indeed much more popular than himself.

He nodded slightly, and the white horse thunderbolt suddenly left the table, came to the big altar, and drank to himself.

Not to be outdone, the treasure pig came to the side of the white horse, and the two guys played and drank bitterly, and had a good time.

When He Yiming came. I was ready to give it a go, but I didn't expect that after meeting, it would become like this. And when he looked at the divine operator, he had an unfathomable and profound feeling, as if his every move was within the other party's calculations.

The Divine Operator sighed lightly and said, "Although Junior Brother He has just been promoted to Venerable not long ago, the aura on your body is so strong that it is really unbelievable. Today's young generation, there is indeed no one who can stand out from you. If you can keep improving, maybe one day ......" he smiled mysteriously and said, "This place will be your turn to decide." ”

He Yiming smiled modestly, he was hesitant in his heart, listening to the tone of the god operator, he was actually saying that he had the possibility of ascending to the throne of the Tianchi Main Peak Sect Master in the future.

However, this statement was too illusory, so he only moved his heart for a moment and then put it aside.

After all, he was just a disciple of the Hengshan First Line, a branch of the Tianchi Branch, and not a successor that the Tianchi First Line had worked so hard to cultivate.

If he gets along with each other, he will not pass on the thousand-year-old inheritance passed down by his ancestors to his branch disciples. Perhaps, when the time comes, it will be the limit for him to be able to get the position of chief elder.

The god operator did not go on, because he also knew that talking about all this at this time seemed to be out of place. If one day, He Yiming can really advance to that realm, then everything will take shape naturally as if it were a matter of course, and he doesn't need to talk too much.

Of course, if He Yiming was not as good as he imagined in his subsequent performance, or if he was stuck in this realm, then even if he promised more at this time, it would only be a mirror flower.

His gaze finally moved to Bai Tuoba's body, and said in a heartfelt tone: "The exercises practiced by Brother Bai are really unpredictable, even the old man can't sense your breath of life, let alone speculate on your life. ”

The corners of He Yiming's mouth twitched slightly, if he could sense the breath of life in one hundred and eight, then it was called a real ghost. And one hundred and eight didn't belong to this world in the first place. It is impossible to expect to use the magic of divine arithmetic to guess his origin. Because there is no such precedent before, even if it is speculated, it is estimated that the god operator is blind and cannot understand.