No One Really Thinks Master is a Mortal, Right?

  Chapter 12 Ten Thousand Years End!

   Outside Tianwu Mountain.

  Looking at the two young and old.

   Yeluo was a little confused.

  This old man who is like a dog licking, and the two dumbfounded young people, are all here to visit him Wudaozong?

   Said from what Qiandi Taozong...

  Why do you hear the name Qiandi Daozong so familiar?

  It seems to have heard it somewhere.

  Where did you hear it...

  If you can't remember it, forget it, and treat it as a trash sect.

  As for the visit.

  Anyway, Master is not here now, he can't be the master if he visits or something.

   Regardless of what kind of sect he Qiandi Daozong is.

  However, this old man is too...too lick to him.

  All the words came out.

  Although he knows he is handsome, he can't stand such a boast.

Ye Luo coughed twice and said softly: "Sorry, this... Senior, my master went out to do errands a few days ago, and has not yet returned. I can't be the master of the visit, so I ask this senior to change it. Come visit again tomorrow."

  He pulled the Fairy Tiger Tail with his left hand and a sword with his right hand, and he was about to leave.

  The great elder on the side heard the words and his expression became stiff.

  Your master is not there? So can't visit?

  Finally found a clue about the Sejong Gate.

  If Ye Luo is allowed to leave directly, then next time he comes, where will he find Wudaozong?

  Although he knew that Wudaozong was nearby, his spiritual sense could not find the position of Wudaozong.

  "Little friend! Wait a minute, little friend! The old man is here on behalf of Emperor Qiandaozong, and the little friend is not here, so dare you to ask if there are other elders in the sect?"

  The Great Elder is extremely humble.

  Think of him as the great elder of Emperor Qiandi Daozong, the holy land of Dongzhou, where he is respected and respected.

  Now I actually want to lower my breath.

   However, if it was the Sejong Sect, it would be worthy of him to sigh in such a low voice.

   Ye Luo stopped, with a trace of impatience in his eyes. He rushed to Chafan, and then he still had enlightenment. He had to practice swords at night. How could there be so much time delay here.

He took a deep breath and said: "I am the only disciple in the sect. My master is the sect master. There are no elders in the sect. The elders of the sect have already ascended. You have to visit and wait for my teacher. Let's talk about it when the respect returns. If nothing happens, then leave first."

  噗!

  The Great Elder almost didn't kneel down for Ye Luo.

  There are no elders in the sect...

  The elders of the sect have already ascended...

  What kind of hidden Sejong gate is this? ? ?

  Zongmen elders have all ascended? ? ?

  Just this sentence revealed countless news.

  You should know that in the Shenxing Continent today, no one has soared for nearly ten thousand years.

  Since the emergence of spiritual roots ten thousand years ago, immortal cultivators seem to be unable to ascend.

  Those who can ascend are characters who existed ten thousand years ago. Because of the different times, they can ascend.

  From this sentence, we can know that this hidden Sejongmen Wudaozong has existed for at least ten thousand years...

  Ten thousand years of heritage.

How strong will the inheritance of Wudaozong be? ?

  I'm afraid that a hair will fall off, it is stronger than his Qiandi Dao Sect!

  The bowed waist of the great elder directly bends down, as he pleases.

   "This handsome, young and promising, gentle friend! Don't you know if you lack a guardian? What do you think of a guardian of the gods?"

  The great elder licked his lips, his cloudy eyes gleamed with light.

  Two elite disciples behind him: "..."

Oh my God.

  This great elder is fake, right?

  I usually use my nostrils to see people.

  Now the waist is bent like this...

  Is this really the Great Elder.

  They all thought of it inexplicably, the big yellow dog near their cave house, usually seeing them holding food in their hands, they also like to lick their lips, and they also like to bend over...

  Well, it's exactly the same as the current Great Elder.

   Ye Luo looked at the old man's appearance, and was taken aback. This old man was a little bit wrong.

  It's better to leave quickly.

  He hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No shortage, I have my master, senior, I still have things my master has explained, so I won't accompany you much."

  He turned around and was about to leave.

The elder looked regretful, stopped Ye Luo, and said again, "Well, there is no shortage of Daoists...The little friend, can you tell me your name? In addition, I, Emperor Dao Sect, sincerely want to visit Wu Dao Sect. "

  "Since the master is not there, can the little friend portray the master’s immortal face, so that it will be convenient for me to find the master and visit Wudaozong."

  Since there is no way to quit, he can only continue to deal with the visit to the Sejong Gate.

   Ye Luo pulled the demon tiger, looking at this wrong, the old man like dog skin plaster, really distressed, he couldn't get out of it at all.

  He can only hide his troubles, put on a cold look, wanting to get rid of this old man as soon as possible.

  "My surname is Ye, and the single word falls. As for my master, I’m sorry, I don’t know how to do it, but I can’t describe it."

   Ye Luo tactfully refused.

  The great elder heard the words, pinched his hands, pinched a magic decision, a ball of golden light flew out and fell in front of him.

He put the golden light in front of Ye Luo, and said, "Xiaoyou Ye, if you want to describe the master, why do you need the technique of pill blue, these are some small spells of the Taoist Emperor Qiandi, you only need to imagine the master’s fairy face and print it into the golden light In the middle, the picture scroll can be generated automatically."

  This is too dog-skin plaster.

  I can’t shake it no matter what.

   Ye Luo cursed the old man a few words in his heart, and was too lazy to say anything. After receiving Jin Guang, he was ready to imagine the appearance of the master in his impression.

  Anyway, this **** sect could not pose any threat to Master.

  Let them admire the Master’s Immortal Rong.

   Ye Luo closed his eyes, and engraved the Chu Yuan in his heart into the golden light.

   Follow him to engrave.

  The golden light began to flicker.

  After a while, the golden light directly changed into a picture scroll and floated into the air.

  The Great Elder and two elite disciples looked up.

  On the picture scroll, it was pitch black, the sun and the moon were not visible, the heaven and the earth were not visible, and the surroundings were full of mysterious aura.

  A figure stood in the darkness.

  Wearing a snow-white robe, long hair dancing in the wind, and indifferent eyes, like a supreme god, dominating all living creatures in the world.

  In his hand, the sun, moon and stars are all in his palm.

   Very domineering!

  At the bottom of the picture scroll, a line of poetry is written like a dragon and a snake.

  Hold the stars and pick the sun and the moon!

  There is no such person as me!

  This, this, this...

  How overbearing and bold this is!

  Don't talk about the two elite disciples.

  It is the great elders of the Transcendent God Realm who were all bluffed.

  The soul was in shock, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

not far away.

  Ye Luo looked at the picture scroll, but nodded in satisfaction, this is what the master looks like, handsome and domineering, swallowing thousands of miles, despising the world.

  He deserves to be Master’s only apprentice.

  I can imagine so perfect in my heart...

  　 The second is more, ask for a recommendation ticket, 嘤嘤嘤.

  (End of this chapter)