In the end, Meng Chuan didn't get any useful information from the chat group.
It seems as if Meng Chuan has squeezed him dry.
But Meng Chuan always suspected that the chat group had something going on, but he really couldn't squeeze it out on his own.
This made Meng Chuan secretly make a note that he would definitely slap Meng Qi in the face later.
Then Meng Chuan asked the small group to retreat and not to disturb his rest.
Meng Chuan turned his attention to the little guy again. After seeing what the little guy was doing, Meng Chuan couldn't help but fell speechless.
Shicun is far away from Butian Pavilion, and it takes a long time for even a small child to travel there, and most of this journey is through barren mountains and ridges.
And now the little one was chasing a tiger. After catching up, he grabbed the tiger's tail and swung it around, then let go of the tiger and continued chasing.
It was simply a joy to play, a chaotic ancient version of chasing a tiger across a stream.
Meng Chuan seriously suspected that the little boy had forgotten what he was going to do when he left Stone Village.
Just play.
After getting tired of playing, the little guy lay on the ground to rest. He was very imageless and his whole body was dirty.
Suddenly, the little guy jumped up like a carp, and then looked around mischievously. When he found that no one was there, he quickly ran to a big tree.
Then he reached down with his little hand and started to pee.
After solving the problem, the little boy went to the river to wash his hands, looked at the sun in the sky, and felt that it was still early, so he quickly climbed up another tree and started digging out the bird's nest.
Meng Chuan stared at the little guy, veins pulsing in the corners of his eyes.
What on earth are you doing, you little brat!
After playing for a while, the little one finally remembered business and started walking in the direction of Butian Pavilion.
Yes, it's really walking.
The wooden horse that Meng Chuan gave him has been shrunk by the little boy and placed on top of his head, so he doesn't need to ride it.
With a small wooden horse on his head and dirty clothes, dragging Stanley and the twins in their pockets, the little ones skipped forward.
It was supposed to be a man riding a horse, but now it's a horse riding a man.
Meng Chuan couldn't help but cover his face. He had indeed raised a mentally retarded milk baby...
The voice came from between Meng Chuan's fingers.
"Liu Shen, do you think the little one can be saved?"
"Maybe."
Liu Shen also saw a series of actions of the little boy.
"You can send the little one directly to Butian Pavilion."
Meng Chuan immediately waved his hand, "I can't do it. After all, I'm just an ordinary venerable person. How could I do something like this to move someone millions of miles out of thin air?"
"Liu Shen, it's okay for you to take action."
"Liu Shen, you know that my talent is not good and my cultivation level is not high. I really can't compare to a divine reincarnation like you."
Liu Shen suddenly felt deeply tired. It didn't matter what you said when the little boy was here.
Now there are only two of us, and you say the same thing.
Has the persecution reached this point?
"Besides, isn't he quite happy now?" Meng Chuan had a smile on his face, although the little one seemed a bit mentally retarded.
But Meng Chuan felt the same way about his happiness.
Making the little ones happy is not the biggest reason why Meng Chuan stayed in Shicun.
After withdrawing his attention from Xiao Bu Dian, Meng Chuan shouted into the village.
"Clan leader!"
Shi Yunfeng walked out with his arms and legs in a hurry.
"What's the matter, Mr. Yuan?" Shi Yunfeng came to Meng Chuan and asked.
Meng Chuan looked at the village and said, "Let the children who have entered the blood-moving realm prepare themselves and prepare to set off to Butian Pavilion."
Shi Yunfeng was a little surprised when he heard this, "Butian Pavilion is now gathering momentum. Isn't it true that only the most talented people can set foot in that place?"
"Isn't it inappropriate to let the children go there?"
"It's okay. Although the children are not as good as those top geniuses, they are still pretty good." Meng Chuan shook his head.
"It's also good to go out for a walk and see more things."
Although the potential and talents of the children in Shicun are slowly increasing, there is still a long way to go before they can catch up with those top talents.
But in this world, there will always be a place for ordinary geniuses.
What's more, there are so many top geniuses in the entire eight regions.
"Liu Shen and I can provide them with resources that are not inferior to those of outside geniuses, but when it comes to cultivation, if one person only works hard, the efficiency will not be that good."
"Let them go out, meet the eight geniuses, and compete with those geniuses. Even if they lose, they will gain something!"
read more, walk more.
In an era like the chaos of ancient times, there is no way out for being self-absorbed and practicing hard.
There is only war, there is only war.
This is one of the reasons why Meng Chuan let the little one go out.
Through cultivation and inheritance, Meng Chuan can provide the little one with the best immortal method in the world.
Cultivation resources, the rare Tianbao Mengchuan in the Immortal Realm, can also be transported from Dao Li through the chat group.
Combat experience, skills, and the cultivation of spiritual awareness, a battle to be the best in the world in the blood-moving realm directly cultivated the little one to a high degree of sensitivity.
But after all, you still have to go out and experience some things.
You don’t need to meet opponents, life experience is also a precious asset. Going through various things can sharpen one’s wisdom and broaden one’s horizons.
And another reason for letting the little one go out is...
If you don’t leave Shicun, where can you find a wife?
The little one is over seven years old!
"I understand." Shi Yunfeng nodded and decided to listen to Meng Chuan's opinion.
In terms of cultivation, Mr. Yuan is definitely more professional than me.
"If the clan leader is willing, he can also go to Butian Pavilion and compete with the genius!" Meng Chuan said with a smile.
"Mr. Yuan, please stop teasing me." Shi Yunfeng smiled bitterly.
"I'm already 60 or 70 years old, so I don't have the nerve to compete with those teenagers."
"They are still a group of kids who can hold me down and beat me."
I thought about how I went to Butian Pavilion to compete with myself with gray hair, only to be pinned to the ground by those geniuses.
Shi Yunfeng felt that he was already a person from the old era.
"You are not old, you are sixty or seventy years old, you are still young. If you don't believe me, ask how old Liu Shen is. At your age, you are not even a fraction of Liu Shen's age."
"Snapped!"
Willow God's branches suddenly flapped in the air, and the air exploded with a horrifying sound.
Shi Yunfeng stepped back slightly, indicating that he did not speak.
Meng Chuan muttered something quite fierce in his heart.
Willow God wished he could tie up the man with a few willow branches, hang him on his own branch, and whip him every day.
It wasn't because Meng Chuan mentioned her age.
Which fairy king would care about this kind of problem?
She just felt that this person was sick!
"Then I will let the children prepare their luggage and set off to Butian Pavilion." Shi Yunfeng wanted to sense that something was wrong in the atmosphere and wanted to run away.
Meng Chuan stopped Shi Yunfeng's behavior in time, and there was no need to clean up what he wanted to do.
"No, just let the children come out. I will send them. I will ask God Liu to send the children directly to Butian Pavilion."
"Taking a long journey is also a waste of the children's training time. The journey of one to two million miles is also very dangerous."
"That's right." Shi Yunfeng nodded in approval.
As for the little one traveling alone, it is definitely different.
For the children of Shicun, a few months of training time is quite precious.
But for people like Xiao Dian, the benefits of spending some time walking one or two million miles alone are much greater than just focusing on cultivation.
This is the difference between top geniuses and ordinary people.
The little one has now reached a limit. Practicing behind closed doors is of little use, so he might as well walk around more and see more.
As for whether it would be dangerous for a seven-year-old child to walk alone.
It would be nice if he didn't bring any danger to the birds, animals, insects, and fish along the way...
