The old Taoist priest was slightly stunned: "I regret it, what do you regret?"

The Holy Lord said, "I regret that you did not rush to accept him as your disciple in this Holy Lord's temple today."

The old Taoist priest said unconvincedly: "If I regret it, I am your grandson!"

After a word, the old Taoist priest turned around and left.

...

Just kidding ~!

The old Taoist, I am free and free all my life, traveling alone thousands of miles to rob the rich and help the poor, will I regret confiscating a bottle of oil?

It’s just a joke. This kid will be a big money-making player in the future.

Restoring the son of luck? Even if he kneels in front of the old Taoist, begging me to accept him as his disciple.

The old Taoist would never agree, absolutely impossible!

What the old Taoist priest didn't know was that it was not long after he left the Holy Lord's Hall.

The thunder fairy light lingering beside the Holy See slowly converged, revealing a figure.

"Since I was a child, I have a bad fate, but now I am lucky."

"The trapped dragon ascends to heaven and roars proudly in the world. This fate is indescribable!"

"Senior brother, this time you've completely misunderstood."

The Holy Lord Shenxiao looked in the direction of the palace gate, his cheeks twitched slightly, and he squeezed out a smile with difficulty.
Chapter completed!