No One Really Thinks Master is a Mortal, Right?

  Chapter 7 sold eight taels

  In front of the Dharma Hall.

   Ye Luo stood here, looking up at the ancient and solemn palace in front of him.

   A sense of solemnity naturally grew in my heart.

  Especially when he saw the three big characters "Zhengfa Temple" in the three big characters like dragons and snakes above the palace, it made him feel trembling.

   Vaguely from the three words, I can see the disillusionment of life and death, the prehistoric universe, and countless pictures emerge.

  This made Ye Luo sigh again about the extraordinaryness of the sect, and he was also thankful that he was able to join such a hidden Sejong sect.

   Thinking like this, he couldn't help but straighten his clothes.

   stepped into the Hall of Transmission.

  As you can see, there are rows of stone platforms placed horizontally. There are nine rows of stone platforms, and each row has nine stone platforms.

  There is a code of cheats on each stone platform.

"anyone there?"

   Ye Luo spoke softly.

  The sound came out, causing a burst of echoes.

  No one answered.

  Generally speaking, places such as Dharma Hall where secret books and codes are taught are all important places in the sect, and strong people are in charge.

  Ke Wu Dao Sect’s Hall of Falun Gong was empty and quiet, but there was no one.

  This deepens Ye Luo's thoughts.

  The powerhouses of No Dao Sect must have already ascended!

  His master is also on the verge of ascending, so he was born and accepted him as a disciple.

  The purpose is to wait for him to grow up, entrust Wudaozong to him, and then fly into a fairy!

  He must not live up to Master’s expectations, he must understand the Tao and become a strong one as soon as possible!

   Master will definitely show a gratified smile by then.

   Ye Luo thought of this, Dao Xin became more determined.

  He wanted to pick up the cheat book on the stone platform and look at it.

Yu Guang glanced at the corner inadvertently.

  In the corner, there is a pile of books.

  He walked over subconsciously.

   picked up one of them.

  Blue Dragon Body Refining...

This book…

  He has heard it!

   Ye Luo was born in a family in a medium-sized city.

  The city family he was in was under the jurisdiction of a powerful sect named ‘Qinglong Daozong’.

   And the Qinglong Dao Zong's Zhenzong exercise is the Azure Dragon Body Refining Jue!

  The Qinglong Daozong’s Zhenzong technique appeared in his Wudaozong’s teaching hall? ?

   is still treated as rubbish, thrown in the corner...

  Is this the Sejong Gate?

  Loved, loved.

   Ye Luo was emotional, put down the book in his hand, and then looked at the other books in the corner.

  This look caused him to exclaim again and again.

   "The dead wood meets the spring festival, isn't this the unspoken secret of the Spring Wood school?"

   "Sword of Nation, the strongest swordsmanship of the only kendo sect in Dongzhou..."

   "Demon curse, the magic of the demon sect..."

  "..."

  Watched a lot.

   Ye Luo realized that these are all the secrets of the techniques of the major sects.

  And most of them are secret secrets or Zhenzong exercises.

  Each copy can cause a **** storm, and it is normal for countless strong people to break their heads.

  But these things fall into their Wudao Sect, and they can only be reduced to the point of throwing away the corner and eating ashes.

  Is this the background of the Great Sect of the Hidden World?

   Ye Luo took a deep breath, suppressing the excitement.

  Try to calm his mind.

  He has no spiritual roots and cannot cultivate.

  No matter how these cheats are against the sky, he can't practice.

in contrast…

  His master knew that he had no spiritual roots, and asked him to teach the temple.

  Maybe he just wants to hone his Dao Xin, so that he will not be surprised when he sees anything in the future.

  He can’t get excited!

  He is going to inherit the man from Wudao Sect in the future!

   Ye Luo calmed down.

  He turned over the books in the corner again.

   Turn a blind eye to those books on cultivation.

  Looking through it for a long time.

  He found one of the interesting books.

  On the secrets of ancient times!

  What book is this?

  A book that records events in ancient times? ?

   Ye fell interested.

  Maybe he can get information about Wudaozong from this book.

  He picked up the book and sat straight on the ground.

  Open the book and read it.

  The first sentence on the book made him dazed.

'It is rumored that in the ancient times, everyone had no spiritual roots. The Nascent Soul transformed the gods and other realms, but it was the threshold for cultivation. Later, due to the drastic changes in the world, the spiritual energy was insufficient. As for the exhaustion of aura...'

   Ye Luo was shocked, as if she had understood something, she quickly scrolled down and refused to omit a word.

  ...

at the same time.

  In Dongzhou, Lin Country.

  In a city.

  A chase battle between the cultivators is taking place.

  The pursued person is unexpectedly Zhang San, an extrajudicial fanatic.

  Zhang San tried his best to escape, but couldn't get rid of countless strong men.

   can barely hang them.

  Zhang San fled, looking at the strong from the various sects behind, pretending to be relaxed, and laughing loudly.

   "Are you still the powerhouses of the major sects? That's it? I can't catch up. What use is it for you?"

  He wants to irritate these strong men, so as to exhaust their mana, and then take the opportunity to throw them away.

  His idea is beautiful.

  Unfortunately, he is destined to not run away.

   Just when Zhang San just finished speaking.

  A huge palm print fell from the sky, directly blasting Zhang San into the ground.

  Boom...

  The whole city was shaken.

  Rolling dust and fog enveloped this area.

  A moment later.

  A black-robed old man stepped out of the dust and mist, holding Zhang San like a dead dog in his hand.

  The black robe old man threw Zhang San to the ground.

  The strong from various sects gathered around, wanting to speak.

The black-robed old man waved his hand and signaled that everyone did not need to speak. He walked up, raised Zhang San, and said hoarsely: "Extra-legal madman...Let’s say, my sacred ground technique, as well as the techniques of various sects, are all Where? Speak out, the old man can make your death easier."

  Zhang San was panting, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, tremblingly, he took out eight taels of silver from his arms and handed them to the old man in black robes.

  The black-robed old man took the eight taels of silver, swept through the divine sense, and found nothing.

  He couldn't help frowning, and threw eight taels of silver to the people behind.

   "Look at it all, is this silver a special kind of storage artifact."

  Many strong men took the silver and observed it carefully.

   Observed for a long time, but found nothing.

  Zhang San quietly said: "Don't think about it, this is not a storage magical instrument, this is silver. I have sold the secret books and codes of your respective homes for eight taels of silver."

  Black robe old man: "?"

  Many strong: "??"

  The cheat books of their major sects, each of them is priceless.

   Eight taels of silver, sold the secret books and codes of their major sects? ?

   Amusing them? ?

  The eyes of many powerhouses looking at Zhang San began to look bad.

Zhang San swallowed a mouthful of blood, and continued to say: "This is true. It's in Tianwu Mountain! There is a sect called Wudaozong on Tianwu Mountain. The master of his family is a great power to cross the tribulation realm, so he just used eight. I bought those cheat codes for a couple of dollars..."

   "If you don't believe me, I can take you there, if not, then I will take off my head and play for you..."

  (End of this chapter)