Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right?

, no one really thinks that the master is a mortal, right?

To the north of Eastern Shenzhou, there is a small border town named 'Ning'an'.

In the upper realm, the human race and the monster race have never dealt with each other, and it is normal to have small movements and frictions between each other.

Most of the small movements and frictions between the human and demon races happened in the border.

Among them, this kind of border town is the most difficult.

On the one hand, it has to face the difficulties of survival, and on the other hand, it has to face the occasional attacks of the demon clan.

Therefore, in this kind of border town, most of them have monks sitting in the town to defend against the demon clan.

The small town of Ning'an is no exception.

There are several monks sitting in the town.

To the north of East Shenzhou, it is in the small town of Ning'an, which is full of wind and snow.

woohoo...

The biting cold wind blew across the city wall like a knife, leaving traces of different shades.

In this extreme weather, mortals cannot go out at all.

Only monks can go out, resist the cold with mana, and walk around.

In the city wall of Ning'an small town.

Two figures quietly fell and came to the city wall.

These two figures are Ye Luo and Zhang Han.

The two stood on the city wall.

Stand still.

No matter how the cold wind blows, the two of them stay still.

"Second child, why did you bring me to this small town?"

Ye Luo stood on the city wall and looked down.

His divine sense swept over, and it was determined at once.

It's just a very ordinary town.

There are only a few mortal monks who have not even achieved immortality.

Most of the people living in the city are mortals.

He didn't quite understand why this second child brought him here.

"That's of course to find disciples for the master."

Zhang Han replied with a smile, his eyes flashing with the brilliance of a wise man.

"Come here to find, what can you find?"

Ye Luo still didn't quite understand.

His divine sense swept over, and he saw through everyone's aptitude at once.

There are no good cultivators at all.

"Senior brother, you don't understand this, right? Big brother, look at us from the same school, you, me, and the third child, what do we have in common?"

Zhang Han asked such a question.

"Common? Do we have anything in common? You two are so good."

Ye Luo frowned, thinking carefully.

Still haven't figured out what the three of them have in common.

His cultivation is far ahead.

The second and third such dishes.

No matter how you look at it, there is nothing in common.

"Big Brother!"

"I'm not talking about cultivation! It's not cultivation! It's other aspects!"

Zhang Han's face darkened instantly, and he said repeatedly.

"It's not cultivation? What is that? Yan Zhi? You're not good looking, and the third child is even more embarrassed. It's not good either."

Ye Luo looked at Zhang Han up and down, trying to find out what he had in common with him.

"Senior brother! Forget it, the three of us have one thing in common, that is, when we were weak, we were all waste!"

Zhang Han was also unable to complain, so he could only say it.

Hear this.

Ye Luo was stunned for a moment.

What he has in common with the second and third children is that they were all waste materials when they were weak?

it seems to be like this.

He, the second and the third were all waste for a period of time, but after meeting the master, everything changed.

The reason why he was abandoned when he was weak is because of the cause and effect of the troubles in the ancient times, which affected him, but he really was a waste for a period of time.

See the expression of the big brother.

Zhang Han instantly understood that his senior brother had listened.

"Senior brother, look, you and I, and the third child, were all talented people in the weak period, but for some reason, they became obsolete. After they became obsolete, they were accepted as disciples by the master. ."

"It can be seen that the first criterion for the master to find disciples is to find waste materials!"

Zhang Han raised his hand and said like this.

"so,

Are you here looking for scraps? "

Ye Luo probably understood what Zhang Han wanted to do.

"That's right, Senior Brother! Besides, what the master said, wanting to be honest, I guess it's not really honest, but a kind of quiet disciple? And quiet people, most of them are gentle and bookish, I guess that the disciple that Master is looking for is a scholar!"

"A quiet and useless scholar!"

Zhang Han turned around with his hands on his back, spoke slowly, and slowly pushed out his guess.

"A quiet and wasteful scholar."

Ye Luo was a little confused.

Is this what Master thinks?

A bit different.

What Master said at that time seemed to have nothing to do with looking for a scholar or disciple.

He only remembered that Master had repeatedly confirmed with him many times at that time.

Don't brainstorm, don't brainstorm.

This second child, seems to be making up for it now, right?

"Yes, that's the way it is. Don't worry, Senior Brother, believe me, that's right, no one knows Shizun better than me!"

Zhang Han put his arms around Ye Luo's shoulders and was about to pull Ye Luo away.

Ye Luo was helpless, and could only leave with Zhang Han.

The two entered the small town of Ning'an.

Zhang Han led Ye Luo to a mansion.

This mansion is the main mansion of this small town.

Zhang Han walked in, showed some strength, and easily convinced the city lord to use it for them.

Zhang Han asked the city lord to issue a notice that anyone who is sloppy in the city, can read, and is gentle can let him come to the city lord's mansion. If he can pass the test, he can become a cultivator.

At the same time, Ye Luo forcibly separated the wind and snow so that the residents of the small town could go out.

After doing this, the two stayed in the city master's mansion and waited quietly.

City Lord's Mansion.

Ye Luo looked at Zhang Han, who was sworn to the side and kept saying that he understood the master's thoughts, and was a little silent.

"Second brother, since you want to find a waste material and a scholar's disciple, why did you come to this small town? Wouldn't it be better to look in a big city? You can find this kind of person better."

Ye Luo thought for a while and asked.

"No, Senior Brother, I have been to this city before, and I know that there is someone here who meets the requirements. I just don't bother to look for him, I just want him to come to us, so that we have a face."

Zhang Han said casually.

As soon as this word comes out.

Ye Luo couldn't help it for a moment.

He picked up the immortal sword behind him, and was about to draw it towards Zhang Han.

Zhang Han was so frightened that he jumped up.

"Eldest brother! What are you doing!"

Zhang Han shouted.

Ye Luo, who was standing opposite, didn't say a word, and when he picked up the fairy sword, he was about to slap Zhang Han.

"Senior brother, have you gone crazy? Bullying your fellow sect, are you not afraid that the master will come to suppress you with a sword?"

Zhang Han was still screaming.

But no matter how he called, he couldn't escape Ye Luo's clutches.

The gap between the two sides is simply too great to be indescribable.

In the end, Zhang Han was caught by Ye Luo.

The moment he was caught by Ye Luo, the entire city lord's mansion was filled with Zhang Han's screams...