On this day, Long Aotian sat by the hexagram stall and closed his eyes to recuperate, and Long Ji stood quietly aside. Suddenly, a smile rose at the corner of Long Aotian's mouth: "Long Ji, clean up and go back early today." "Yes," Ryuji replied with a smile on his face. Now Long Ji is no longer afraid of his mysterious master. After a long time, Long Ji found that his master was really strange. If you want to say that he is an immortal, he still has to eat every day, if you want to say that he is a mortal, he still has great mana. Ever since that day in the suburbs, seeing with his own eyes that his world-honored man had turned into an unusually handsome man, and then shrinking a thousand mountains in front of her, taking the sun and the moon, Long Ji's heart had a feeling of cultivation that he had never felt before, that is, fanatical, so fanatical that he couldn't extricate himself, Long Aotian even suspected that she was a cultist on the earth in her previous life.

"Master, why do you want to take this road?" Long Ji stretched out his pink little hand, tightly grasping the corner of Long Aotian's clothes, looking scared. Long Aotian smiled: "I'll come to see if the crown prince can be entrusted with a big responsibility." Long Ji looked puzzled. At this moment, a black-haired young man stood in front of Long Aotian and Long Ji. I saw that this black-haired young man was dressed in a black dragon robe, wearing a seven-star Ruyi crown, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face was resolute and unyielding. Long Aotian smiled, because beside this young man, nine purple dragon qi danced around his body. Nine is the extreme of numbers, the extreme of the sky, and the nine dragon qi symbolizes the extraordinary of this person, and he will be the emperor in the future.

"Hey, old Taoist, why don't you salute when you see Prince Ben?" the young man asked with a straight face. Behind the young man, the old man with white hair sat on the ink unicorn and looked at Long Aotian, and when his eyes skimmed to Long Aotian's waist, the whole person shook suddenly. Long Aotian's waist is hanging a hollow phoenix-shaped jade pendant, this jade pendant looks extremely ordinary, but the old man knows it. Not only did he know, but all the sect interception disciples who were in Biyou Palace that day knew each other. That was their master and ancestor, the madman who dared to slap the saint as an immortal emperor. At this time, when he heard his nephew being so rude, he was about to rush over, but he found that he couldn't move.

"Are you Di Xin?" asked Long Aotian. "Yes, old Taoist, you are also a celebrity in this Chaoge City, how about calculating a hexagram for this prince?" Long Aotian stroked his beard and smiled: "Prince, between you and me, there is no hexagram!" Di Xin turned his head and looked at Long Aotian who walked over, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, obviously, Di Xin classified Long Aotian into that kind of strange-tempered master. "Xiao Wen Zhong, it's been a long time, how are you doing?" Long Aotian patted Wen Zhong's shoulder and said with a smile. Behind Long Aotian, Long Ji looked at Long Aotian with strange eyes, but Wen Zhong's next sentence startled her, and also scared Di Xin.

I saw Wen Zhong, whose beard was white, slowly knelt down at Long Aotian's feet, and said in a respectful tone: "Wen Zhong sees Shi Bozu, and I wish Shi Bozu a boundless life." Long Aotian said "um", Wen Zhong stood up and said, "Thank you for your concern, the disciple is very good." Then he glanced at Di Xin, who was standing there, and Wen Zhong gritted his teeth and said, "The disciple has something to ask for." Long Aotian smiled: "Xiao Wenzhong, it's useless for the deity to agree! It depends on the person concerned!" When Di Xin heard this, he immediately came back to his senses, and quickly walked in front of Long Aotian and said, "Disciple Di Xin meets the teacher." "Oh?" Long Aotian was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "The son can be taught." This sentence means that Long Aotian has officially joined the battlefield of the gods, and from then on, he is the national teacher of Yin Shang.