Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right? Chapter 204: The small sect is flat and unremarkable

On the huge island.

In the Tibetan Pavilion.

Elder Bai never knew which corner, and turned up a dilapidated book.

This book is full of traces of time, as if there have been unimaginable years, and the pages of yellowed paper seem to have witnessed a period of history.

"Witches are recorded in this book?"

Wu Yue who was standing in the attic asked aloud.

Elder Bai did not pay attention to Wu Yue, and opened the book directly.

Looking at Wu Yue for a moment.

At any rate, he is also the leader of the Immortal Cultivator Alliance.

Why don't you give him such a shame, and won't even reply.

But when he thought about the elder's temperament, it had always been like this, Wu Yue was relieved.

If it wasn't for the elder's temperament, he wouldn't be able to transfer the other party to this Tibetan Fa Pavilion branch.

The Ye Luo and others on the other side didn't say anything, they surrounded them in silence, thinking about the contents of the book.

But when they approached, they were dumbfounded.

The pages recorded on the pages of the book are all unknowable words.

In short, this is by no means the writing of this era.

Nor is it from ancient times.

Zhang Han is very knowledgeable and knows a lot of ancient writings.

What is recorded in this book is by no means the writings of ancient times.

Ye Luo and the other four could not read the text, so they could only stand aside, quietly waiting for this elder's next action.

Finally, after nearly a stick of incense has passed.

The movement of Elder Bai's hand stopped, and the book was turned to a shabby page.

On this page, there is only half of it with an unknown rune on it, and there is a rune head at the break of the half of the page.

"This is it!"

Elder Bai pointed to this page of the book and said loudly.

"Dare to ask the elders, what does this rune mean?"

Ye Luo took a step and asked.

I heard this.

Elder Bai glanced at Ye Luo, removed his palm from the book, and walked aside, as if thinking about something.

After a while, he spoke slowly.

"This book was found by Pang Dao in a very ancient ruins. The book was just like this. It was dilapidated. Pang Dao has been very curious about the ancient times since he began to practice. Dive into everything from ancient times."

"This book is very old. When I first got this book, Pan Dao subconsciously thought that this book was a record of ancient times, but after careful inspection, I found that it was not."

"After some deliberation, Pang Dao discovered that the age of this book may have been beyond the ancient times. Pang Dao boldly guessed! Beyond the ancient times, there may be other times! It’s just not there before. Recorded!"

Speaking of which.

Elder Bai paused, thought about it, and then continued.

"When I was in the world of cultivating immortals, I just guessed where anyone would believe it, so Pang Dao could only try to translate the meaning of the text in this book with a few friends. This page, this word, It's a witch!"

Elder Bai finished speaking, his eyes fixed on the dilapidated book.

As soon as this is said.

The four disciples of Wudaozong couldn't help showing surprise.

In other words, does this witch race really exist?

And existed in the ancient times? !

Does this mean...

The era when the master is truly vertical is far from the ancient times, but above the ancient times? !

Thinking about it is terrifying.

The four of them who thought of this couldn't help their pupils shrinking.

I seem to see the figure of my master wandering through the endless years.

"By the way, where did you do this?"

Elder Bai asked suddenly.

"This...this is nothing to comment, but this elder, I am very curious, do you think there will be people from the ancient times who have survived to the present?"

Zhang Han asked thoughtfully.

"Are you afraid that you didn't wake up? The ancient times are not sure if there are any. You said that the people from the ancient times have survived to the present? Why don't you say that the people from the ancient times have ascended and are now descending What?"

Bai Chang's boss opened his face, regardless of the identity of Zhang Han and others.

In other words, he didn't know who Zhang Han and others were, only that he came with Wu Yue.

Listen to this.

Zhang Han is not angry, still has a faint smile on his face, staring at the book next to him.

"I don't know, are there any other translations in this book?"

Zhang Han continued to ask.

"Not much. Most of this book cannot be translated at all. Only a small part of it has been translated. For example, page 34 is the most complete page. The characters on it mean Gonggong. According to As you said, if the witches are a clan, this co-worker should also be a clan!"

Elder Bai seems to be answering, but also seems to be mumbling to himself.

Zhang Han and Ye Luo on the other side looked at each other.

They have a bold idea.

Wait for Master to come back.

Maybe I can use the words of Master.

Look at whether the master really exists in the ancient times.

"Since the information has been obtained, then the leader of Wu, let's go first."

Ye Luo immediately proposed to leave.

"Um...well, there are four fellow Taoists. If Senior Chu comes back, remember to tell me."

Wu Yue has been a little confused until now. Hearing that the four disciples of Wudaozong were going back to the mountain, he immediately spoke.

Ye Luo and others nodded and agreed.

Preparing to leave the Tibetan Pavilion.

Suddenly a streamer flew from a distance, escaped into the Tibetan Pavilion, and stayed in front of Wu Yue.

Wu Yue reached out and took streamer.

A message suddenly came to his mind.

"Huh? Senior Chu is back?"

Wu Yue said it subconsciously.

As soon as this is said.

The four Ye Luo who were about to walk out of the Tibetan Pavilion were stunned.

Master is back?

……

At the same time.

The Wudaozong lives on the mountain peaks.

Ao Yu has returned here with Chu Yuan and Su Xi.

After returning.

Chu Yuan let Ao Yu stay cool, and then took Su Xi into the hall.

Su Xi followed Chu Yuan into the hall dementialy, her dirty little face filled with shock.

Isn't it a mundane sect?

It's riding a dragon again, and it's a floating island...

What is the existence of her master...

"Su Xi, right? Then I call you Xi'er as a teacher~ IndoMTL.com~ This is the place where the Ten Thousand Sects Competition is held, not the place of our sect. When the Ten Thousand Sects Competition is over, I will take you back to the clan as a teacher."

Chu Yuanyun said lightly.

In front of the disciples, his image is still full.

"Dare to ask the great master...Master! We, what is our sect..."

Su Xi said in a trembling voice.

"Our sect? It's just an ordinary small sect. There is nothing worth paying attention to."

Chu Yuan didn't want to talk about the tiger skins of the Sejong Sect in Dongzhou, so he said quickly.

Su Xi was somewhat silent upon hearing this.

Does the average little sect ride a dragon...