“Thank you! Thank you, Lord God!”The old Daoist was very grateful. He let out a sigh of relief and thanked Meng Jingtian.
“You’re welcome!”Meng Jingtian waved his hand. Anyway, he just randomly picked one. What use could it be?
After sending the old Daoist away, Meng Jingtian continued to go to the ruins of the natural law school to level up.
The old Daoist also opened the paper ball after Meng Jingtian left.
“Little Cloud Country? What country is this? This name won’t do!”When the old Daoist saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched as he muttered.
But what could he do? Meng Jingtian had already chosen, so he could only... report this news to the Grand Supreme Old Lord. The Grand Supreme Old Lord stroked his beard and pondered for a long time, and also felt that this name was quite inappropriate.
Thus, a day later.
