Ao Zhan's life was filled with brilliance, which needs no further explanation.
However, in all the heavens and myriad realms, there is not only one Great Luo, nor is the Great Luo eternal.
So-called immortality is only relative to ordinary people.
The limitation on lifespan is fair to everyone.
Blessings for generations to come, not just in the sense of ordinary people.
In the myriad realms, a generation lasts for a thousand years, while ten thousand generations would last for tens of millions of years.
Even Ao Zhan would be tempted.
If it weren't for such a divination, how could he have personally taken to the scene?
Luo's time is very precious.
Moreover, the Black Dragon Clan isn't short of money to support a spendthrift son; letting him squander his entire life would be a drop in the ocean for them.
Most importantly, may blessings extend to future generations!
Despite being the overlords of the Azure Sky Domain, who can guarantee that the Black Dragon Clan won't face crises in the future?
"Sigh, that's fate!"
Tianming looked sad and shook his head repeatedly, his voice low.
"This good-for-nothing scoundrel can't even seize the opportunity that comes his way."
Damn it, he's infuriating! When he gets out, I'm going to hang him up and beat him for a hundred years!
"He's like a pig, yet he wants to be a spendthrift..."
Ao Zhan wished he could smash the Heavenly Battlefield right now, grab that damned bastard, and beat him up to vent his anger.
"My disciple is useless, even if I give him the chance!"
Tianming's next words caused Ao Zhan's face to freeze in disappointment. He interrupted softly, "Tianming, my good-for-nothing young son?"
Congratulations, Brother Ao.
With hands clasped in a fist salute, the next instant was filled with the roar of a dragon.
After a long while, Ao Zhan finally regained his composure. "Good lad, worthy of being my son, Ao Zhan."
"Brother Ao, please settle the money for the fortune telling!"
Tianming reached out his hand with a sorrowful expression.
Although his disciple failed to seize the opportunity, at least he himself did not suffer a loss.
"no problem!"
Ao Mie waved his hand, and a bright green leaf fell into Tianming's hand.
The red hair of destiny begins to grow simply from contact with the leaves.
Without hesitation, he put the leaf directly into his mouth.
The hair that grew out turned the color of snow.
After an unknown amount of time, a few drops of blackness returned.
Only after the leaves disappeared did Tianming finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"The leaves of the ancient tree of immortality are truly amazing!"
All diviners in the world are destined to die young.
The reason Tianming has been able to live so long is entirely due to various longevity-promoting elixirs.
However, each elixir can only be effective once.
Divination, on the other hand, consumes one's lifespan.
Therefore, every time he performed a divination, he was essentially gambling with his life.
Win and you live; lose and you die.
Are the leaves of the ancient tree still useful?
Ao Zhan calculated how much he had left and thought he might as well calculate it for his eldest son as well.
He almost didn't make it out of that godforsaken place, the Chaotic Ancient Domain.
Although that brat has some of his father's heroic qualities, he is not without the risk of falling from grace.
"Yes, but next time you need to take both tablets together!"
Tianming looked at Ao Zhan and asked, "Brother Ao, would you like me to perform another divination?"
"No need, I was just asking!"
Ao Zhan withdrew his hand, immediately abandoning the idea of ​​calculating it again.
He could produce one leaf from the ancient tree, but he simply didn't have two.
Moreover, at the level of the Great Luo Immortal, one cannot make promises lightly.
The promised leaves from the ancient tree of immortality must be given.
This thing is an extremely rare treasure, even among the Great Luo Immortals.
To obtain it, one must venture into the Palace of Immortality.
That hellish place might not kill Da Luo, but he could easily get trapped inside.
Everything else is fine, the main problem is that time was wasted.
Ronaldo's time is truly precious.
So be it, the eldest son is in danger. Who told him to have some of his father's heroic stature!
With great power comes great responsibility.
......
A celestial boat traverses the starry sky.
The flag planted there reads "Jade-faced Little Black Dragon" in large characters.
The powerful figures from the Yanshan Realm on the boat had already changed into brand-new golden robes.
Each person had a black dragon tattooed on the back of their clothes.
As for the former owner of the immortal ship, the renowned top-tier celestial immortal of the ninth level, Yanshan Patriarch, he was standing outside a private room with a reluctant expression.
I must have had the worst luck for eight hundred lifetimes!
Eight hundred lifetimes!
Why are you in such a hurry to get going?
Why don't you avoid people you see on the street!
He could have escaped without any trouble, but he insisted on going up and fighting!
And what was the result?
We've hit a brick wall!
Putting aside the losses, I've become a menial laborer too.
I have such a bad temper...
"Lao Shan, bring the wine!"
Ao Yao's voice came from inside the room, and Yanshan Old Demon felt a wave of disgust.
Laoshan?
Damn you, Laoshan!
I may look old, but I'm actually a bit younger than your damn older brother.
Damn it!
"You've arrived, Your Highness Ao Yao!"
The moment he pushed open the door, Old Demon Yanshan naturally hunched over and jogged away.
Soon, the empty jars around were collected, and jars of old wine were replaced.
Finally, the Old Demon of Yanshan thoughtfully reminded him: "Your Highness Ao Yao, it will take three days to reach the Flower Realm if we travel at full speed, but five days if we slow down. Do you think we should travel at full speed or take our time?"
He dared not disturb the nature of these two killing gods, after all, they were people he couldn't afford to offend.
Full speed ahead!
"Yes, sir!"
The Old Demon of Yanshan straightened his body and breathed a sigh of relief.
Just three more days... and I'll be free!
Finally, I can go back. It wasn't easy...
"Old Shan, from now on you'll be working for me."
Ao Yao patted the old demon of Yanshan on the shoulder and said.
"Your Highness Ao Yao, I... I'm afraid I'm not qualified!"
The Old Demon of Yanshan stopped breathing.
Me, a prodigy from the previous generation, a senior of the same generation as your elder brother, following you?
"If I say you're qualified, then you are qualified!"
Ao Yao is not one to act on a whim. Since he has decided to step forward and draw the fire, he is bound to encounter a lot of trouble.
We can't just send Li Fan to deal with every Tom, Dick, or Harry who comes to our door!
It is necessary to gather a group of thugs.
The Old Demon of Yanshan looks like he's a formidable fighter.
"Is there some misunderstanding between your brother and me?"
Left with no other choice, the Old Demon of Yanshan had to expose his own weaknesses.
The more unbearable his life was, the more he longed for freedom.
Why would I give up being a proper patriarch to become your lackey? Are you crazy?!
If Ao Mie finds out, will I still have any face left?
I am a dignified prodigy from the previous generation, and a senior who has fought against him, Ao Mie. How could you possibly take me for granted?
Ao Yao comforted him, "Don't worry, my brother hasn't mentioned your name to me, which means he doesn't care about you at all!"
I didn't take it to heart!
An opponent who doesn't deserve a name.
Ao Mie, you infuriate this old man!
The old demon of Yanshan trembled uncontrollably, and finally slowly opened his mouth: "Your Highness Ao Yao, I will follow you from now on."
Despite all her stubbornness, she was always shattered by Ao Yao's words.
He had originally thought he needed to avenge himself, but now there was no need for that anymore.
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