He was already in the late stage of the Quasi-Sage Realm, so he wasn't curious about cultivation techniques.
At their realm, cultivation was just an understanding of the Dao. It was completely useless to rely on cultivation techniques. Without comprehension, anything they said would be empty.
However, for a cultivator who had yet to become an immortal to obtain a heaven-defying cultivation technique, whether it was created by himself or obtained by chance, this in itself meant that he was a great fortune and a great source of fortune.
In the Wilderness, the upper limit might be determined by the foot, but it was not certain. There was only one thing that determined a person's potential and future, and that was luck.
Although luck was unpredictable, he was still unclear about the luck of others without becoming a saint.
However, Tongtian instinctively felt that this human kid in front of him had unlimited potential.
Therefore, Tongtian prepared to lower the cloud.
.......
White Bull blessed land, normally, no one would come here, but today was different.
"Grandpa White Bull, hasn't Second Brother finished cultivating yet? When will it end?!"
The one who spoke was naturally Yang Hong's sister, San Ya.
At this time, San Ya was wearing this small velvet coat, which was wrapped tightly. It was much better than the simple clothes Yang Hong saw before.
This was also because Yang Hong's status had risen. His status had risen, so of course, his treatment had also risen.
As Yang Hong's only sister, how could she be treated badly?
There was a little follower following behind San Ya.
It was the seven-year-old tiger. The tiger looked at the white bull eagerly." Grandpa White Bull, didn't Master say when he would come out of seclusion? It's been seven days. There shouldn't be any problems, right?”
At this time, Little Tiger was very worried as he looked at the place where Yang Hong was in seclusion.
Yes, in the end, Yang Hong still accepted this kid as his disciple. It was not because of any reason, but because this kid's father was kind enough to pass down his skills to his predecessor.
In the beginning, this kid was not willing because if he did that, he would have to call San Ya, who was four years younger than him, his master's aunt.
No one would be willing to be a generation younger than someone who often called him brother.
However, his mother Xiao Cui was really ruthless. If she was unwilling, she would break her legs. In the end, she was hesitant to acknowledge Yang Hong as her master.
In the beginning, he wasn't used to calling San Ya little martial aunt, but after a few days, he got used to it and felt that it wasn't a big deal.
Therefore, they were shouting happily now.
He would definitely listen to San Ya's words. He had no choice. If he followed San Ya, he would have good food and good clothes.
Only a fool would be unwilling.
At this moment, Old Ancestor White Bull was very depressed. He had cultivated for more than a thousand years, but he had never encountered such a strange phenomenon. Who would cultivate and absorb all the energy in the world at once?
Wasn't this kid afraid of being blown up?
Even if he was a prehistoric beast with a strong body, he did not dare to cultivate like this.
Now that he heard Little Tiger's worry, he really wanted to say that there was a problem. There was a high possibility that there would be a problem.
However, they were still two children, the descendants of the White Bull Tribe. It was better not to scare them.
He could only shake the bull's head and say in a muffled voice.
"Who knows if there will be any problems? This kid has been in seclusion for seven days, and the two of you have come here fourteen times.”
? Old Ancestor White Bull didn't seem to have much patience with the two little ones.
"I know, I know. Grandpa White Bull is so stingy. Junior Nephew Little Tiger, let's go.”
Seeing that the white bull was going to chase them away again, San Ya said with a look of disdain, so she turned around proudly and said to Little Tiger.
"Ah, Uncle, who are you looking for?"
He blinked his big eyes and looked at the middle-aged Daoist who had suddenly appeared in front of him with great curiosity. A crisp voice rang out, immediately startling the lazy child who was lying on the ground.
Old Ancestor White Bull felt his hair stand on end. He raised his head and looked at the person who had come. It was a middle-aged Daoist in a green robe.
To be able to appear beside him without him noticing, this Daoist's cultivation was definitely not something he could imagine.
Golden Immortal?
Impossible. Although he was only a Heaven Immortal, it was impossible for a Golden Immortal to appear beside him without him noticing.
In other words, this person in front of him was at least a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, or even the legendary Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.
"Yo, it's still a prehistoric beast. Little white bull, don't be nervous. I'm here for the kid inside.”
Tongtian looked at the white bull in surprise. He did not expect that such a small human tribe would have a Primordial Rare Beast that lived in peace with the human race.
Connate mutated beasts might not be innate fiendcelestials, but they were still innate creatures.
In fact, Xiantian lifeforms were extremely rare in the entire Primordial World. However, compared to the innate fiendcelestials, there were many more.
"Senior, Senior, that kid inside is a junior of my tribe. I wonder if he offended Senior in any way?”
The white bull still didn't understand the good or bad look in this Daoist's eyes. Although he was also afraid, he still asked carefully with a trembling voice.
"Is there anything you need from my second brother?”
This meant that Tongtian had also noticed the existence of the little girl.
His lively eyes sized up Tongtian curiously without the slightest fear. It reminded Tongtian of his most beloved eldest disciple, Duo Bao, when he was young.
He was also so naive and curious about the entire world.
It was a pity that Little Treasure had grown up now. Although he was much more sensible and no longer caused trouble for him, it was no longer fun.
"Yes, I'm looking for your second brother.”He bent down and touched Xiao Budian's forehead with a smile.
Then, he turned to the white bull and said," Don't worry, I'm not looking for trouble! Little Niu 'er is quite protective of his juniors!"
"I wouldn't dare. I'm just a junior of the tribe. My parents died in battle, and there are no elders to take care of me. I've received the kindness of the White Bull Tribe's ancestors, so of course I can't be an ungrateful person.”
After hearing that the newcomer came with goodwill, the white bull had a flash of inspiration and said.
He thought to himself, This kid's luck is really great. First, a saint passed down an immortal technique, and now, an unfathomable senior has arrived. Could it be that this old bull's fate will be on this kid in the future?
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