"Why, you don't let me go to Dingtian Sect, are you afraid that I will make the decision over there?"

The ancestor Chiyun put down the teacup and looked at the old fortune teller.

"I'll call you to come, there's something better... In the next two days, there will be a few old friends coming, everyone gathers to plan a big deal."

The old fortune teller replied.

"Oh? Who else?"

The ancestor Chiyun raised his eyebrows.

"Speaking of this, there are not many of those old guys who have lived to this day, right?"

"Chiyun, the world has changed... Some of your thoughts should also be changed."

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"It's not just you who live, everyone will have to die..."

"I want to see who is still alive."

As the ancestor Chiyun said, he looked at Xiao Chen again.

"The foundation building of the divine product... You kid are really amazing."

"Hehe, thank you for your compliment."

Xiao Chen smiled and said in a modest tone.

"It's just a foundation building for the divine product, it's not that great."

“…”

Xiao Chen said, "The brain of the ancestor Chi Yun went down." Is this kid serious?"

"Chiyun, you are here, you can just help."

After chatting, the old fortune teller suddenly said.

"I remember there is a divine lotus in your Chiyun Realm, right? You must have brought it with you this time, right?"

"What are you doing? You want to make the Nine Colored Divine Lotus?"

The face of the ancestor Chiyun changed.

"I'll tell you, don't think so!"

"What is making an idea? Chiyun, your pattern must be enlarged."

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"This divine lotus is used, but it's not that it won't grow anymore... As long as the root system is continuous, it will grow again one day."

"Ha, it takes three hundred years to grow!"

The ancestor Chiyun sneered.
Chapter completed!