This is an extremely wonderful world, with lush grass, shaded trees, and gurgling streams. It is truly called the four words "Paradise".

Under a Bodhi tree, an old man sat on a recliner, holding a purple clay teapot in his hand.

The old man was closing his eyes and pretending to sleep. He suddenly felt something and opened his eyes.

"Is this breath?" The old man frowned slightly, pinched his fingers and smiled suddenly on his face. "I didn't expect that this kid's divine character would awaken so quickly. Not bad, not bad, it seems that it will not take too long to recover his true body."

The old man spoke in a silly manner, looking like a paranormal.

However, his appearance really has nothing to do with the word "expert". He is a wretched old man!

If an old man can grow up like this, there is only one person in the world.

That’s right, this old man is the master of the big gangster, the old gangster!

"Not good!" The old gangster suddenly thought of something again, and his face changed, and he murmured to himself, "That boy awakened the divine nature, and I was not the only one who felt that breath. Destruction that guy has now completely awakened. Although his strength has not yet returned to the peak, there are only few people in the world who can become enemies. With his current strength, if he follows that breath, wouldn't that boy..."

The old hooligan thought about it the more he felt that the matter was very inappropriate, and his brows subconsciously frowned into the word "chuan".

"Do you want to go over and take a look? That kid has the last hope. If he dies, it will be the end of the world. But even if I pass, he seems to be useless. I can't fight with that guy Destroy at all. Even if Destroy wants to kill that kid, I can't stop him. Male Gobi, as a bystander, he is really unhappy!"

The old hooligan took a sip of tea, tutted his mouth, and said, "Damn, forget it, no matter how birds are, that kid is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and it shouldn't be so easy to hang up. I've done almost everything for him. Whether it's a blessing or a disaster, it's up to him."

"But then again, what did the Creator think? I really don't plan to ask for the inner world and the Book of Creation? Abandon the divine nature, he is dedicating himself!"
Chapter completed!