Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right?

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In Zhongzhou, on the island.

Bai Hu took Chu Yuan to a magnificent palace.

Chu Yuan saw that the white tiger was parked here, and could understand that this was the place where the Ten Thousand Sect Conference was held.

He jumped off the back of the white tiger.

He looked up at the palace.

He nodded slightly.

I have to say that this palace is still very beautiful and full of momentum. Unlike other palaces, it only shows luxury, but it does not have that kind of style.

Chu Yuan thought to herself, and stepped forward to go in.

When the two monks guarding the door saw this, they bowed their hands to show their respect, and watched Chu Yuan enter.

Chu Yuan nodded towards the two monks, then walked into the palace with her hands on her back.

Walking into the palace, you will see a red carpet leading directly to the main hall.

Both sides are empty, and the noise inside can be vaguely heard from the main hall.

Chu Yuan just looked at it curiously, and then walked towards the main hall.

After entering the main hall, you can see that there are tables on both sides.

There is a person sitting in front of each table.

The loud noises were the conversations of these people.

You say something to me, and over time, it becomes noisy.

Chu Yuan raised her head and glanced again, and there were some table cases on the top steps.

It's just that those tables are obviously not suitable for ordinary people to sit on.

There were only a few people sitting on the top table at the moment.

Where am I going to sit?

Chu Yuan was puzzled.

He remembered that the invitation didn't say where he was going to sit.

The deacon who called him over just now didn't say where he was going to sit.

or……

Just pick a seat and sit down and you're done?

Chu Yuan glanced around.

His eyes locked on the last empty table in the penultimate row.

Here it is!

Chu Yuan set off immediately, walked to the table at the end and sat down.

He looked up at some of the crystal clear melons and fruits that exuded spiritual energy on the table, and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of spit.

This melon seems delicious?

Chu Yuan glanced at it, and on the table next to him was an old man with a white beard.

The white-bearded old man was chatting with the person at the next table, seeing that the melons and fruits on their table were neat.

If he eats it, it seems a little wrong, doesn't it?

Forget it, it's not right, it's not right.

whatever.

Chu Yuan coughed twice, picked up the fruit and ate it.

After taking a bite, he was stunned.

His mana actually grew steadily.

This melon is good stuff! !

Chu Yuan devoured two by three, and then ate a melon and fruit in his hand.

He wanted to eat another one, but he looked at the field and saw that the fruits and melons in front of everyone's table had not been moved, so he was still embarrassed.

Just stopped eating.

Silently memorize this plate of melons.

Take it when you're leaving.

Chu Yuan looked at the plate of melons and fruits, a little greedy, but did not move any more, sat up and quietly waited for the time to pass.

Just when Chu Yuan was about to close her eyes.

The white-bearded old man at the next table suddenly found Chu Yuan.

"Hey, why is this fellow daoist so eloquent? Dare to ask the friend's honorific title?"

The old man next door stared at Chu Yuan curiously and asked.

"The next name is Chu, and it is a single word."

Chu Yuan, who was questioned, was obviously stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses and replied.

Hear this.

The old man next door frowned and thought for a while.

As if thinking about which sect's sect master the name Chu Yuan is.

He remembered the masters of holy places in several major states near Zhongzhou, no one called Chu Yuan, right? Not even one with the surname Chu.

The old man next door looked at Chu Yuan cautiously.

this person……

The temperament is very "fairy", very extraordinary.

Just this limit...

A Foundation Establishment Realm?

Impossible, impossible, it is estimated that the cultivation base is hidden with some kind of treasure.

It can't be true anyway.

Ha ha.

If a Foundation Establishment Realm can enter the Ten Thousand Sect Conference, he can swallow the island in one bite.

So what is this person?

The old man next door had a trace of doubt and curiosity.

"Fellow Daoist, the poor Daoist's name is Zhuang Shu, and he is one of the three holy places in Jingzhou, the owner of the Pure Water Pavilion!"

"Dare to ask if your friend is from He Zongmen? Pindao doesn't mean anything else, he just wants to get to know your fellow Daoist."

The old man 'Zhuang Shu' said with a smile.

"This... is the Lord of Wudao Sect."

Chu Yuan's scalp was numb, and the surface was still calm and calm.

Holy... Holy Land?

He finds a place to sit down and sits next to the Lord of the Holy Land?

Is it so top? !

"Fellow Daoist Chu, which sect is Wudao Sect? Please forgive the poor and ignorant."

Zhuang Shu frowned and said.

"Ahem, it's normal that you haven't heard of it, fellow Daoist, we're just an ordinary little sect."

Chu Yuan was a little cautious, and he forcibly raised his own sect. It can't be said that it is a three-no sect, it would be a shame.

This time it also gave him a wake-up call.

When you go back, you must make up all the documents.

Otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

"Fellow Daoist, stop joking, how can a small sect be able to participate in the Ten Thousand Sect Conference?"

Zhuang Shu said disapprovingly.

"Really, it's just an ordinary little sect, and only four disciples."

Chu Yuan said helplessly.

"Forget it, it's fine if you don't want to talk about it, fellow Daoist. What kind of realm do you have? Your hidden realm treasure is so powerful that I can't tell what realm you are at all."

Zhuang Shu waved his hand and said.

"It's just the Foundation Establishment Realm below."

Chu Yuan didn't say anything this time, but answered truthfully.

"Friend Daoist, you're really good at joking. The side of the sect participating in the Ten Thousand Sects Conference is a small sect, and the sect master is a foundation building. Are you kidding?"

Zhuang Shu shook his head and said.

However, in his heart, he silently marked Chu Yuan that he should not have a deep friendship.

Secretly, it is certain that the sect is not too strong.

No deep friendship, no deep friendship.

"Really, I never lie to you."

Chu Yuan said seriously.

"Okay, okay, since fellow Daoists don't want to say it, that's all."

Zhuang Shu shook his head, don't turn his head, obviously he didn't want to chat with Chu Yuan anymore.

The impression of Chu Yuan plummeted.

Chu Yuan was puzzled.

In this day and age, don't people tell the truth?

My family's sect is nothing special. There are four disciples, three of them became talents, and one was taught by me to be a waste.

I am also a Foundation Establishment Realm.

No problem.

Why don't people tell the truth.

Chu Yuan was too lazy to think about it.

Since the other party didn't speak anymore, he didn't want to say anything anymore, so he just closed his eyes and prepared to spend some time to see what this conference was and when it would end.

Time passed little by little.

Chu Yuan was not in a hurry.

However, many people in the hall lost their patience.

According to what Chu Yuan heard, it seemed like she was asking why the Wanzong Conference had not started yet...

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