No One Really Thinks Master is a Mortal, Right?

  Chapter 8 The weather is nice today

  In the Hall of Transmission.

   Ye Luo held a book in her hand and sat in the corner, her eyes gleaming.

  Through this book that records the secrets of ancient times.

  He has vaguely understood his own situation.

  In ancient times, humans had no spiritual roots, and the birth of spiritual roots was a kind of shackles from heaven and earth to humans...

  And, in this book, there is an assumption.

  Heaven and Earth set spiritual roots on the human body and restrict its cultivation.

  Assuming that when a person is born with a certain special strong physique, then the spiritual roots will not be able to limit the speed of their cultivation, and there may be some changes due to different reasons, but as long as they can practice, they will inevitably advance rapidly...

  If he guessed correctly.

  He is this type of person.

   Ye Luo took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

   "It turns out that I am not a waste, but a talented person..."

   "No wonder Master asked me to teach the Dharma Hall, so that I can understand all this, Master, your deep meaning, disciple understand!"

  He was still a little excited.

  Anyone who bears the name of'waste material' for so many years will feel uncomfortable.

  Now he understands that he is the truly talented person, and he is relieved all at once.

  He is not a man abandoned by heaven!

  Is the jealous person!

  At the same time, he also solved his last doubt about his master.

  He said, his master, a majestic master who can cross the tribulation realm, and the master of the hidden Sejong Sect, why not choose those who are the roots of the heavens and the roots of the spirits as disciples.

  Instead, he chose him as a disciple who has no spiritual roots.

  It turns out that he is the reason for the real talent!

   Ye Luo learned of this.

  He did not give birth to any pride, on the contrary, the pressure in his heart was even greater.

  If no master asked him to teach the temple, he would not know these secrets.

  All this is bestowed by the master.

  He must never fail Master’s expectations.

   Ye Luo had fighting spirit in his eyes, he put the book back in its place, turned around and walked out of the Hall of Transmission.

  He is going to enlighten the way.

  He is going to practice sword.

  He wants to grow up as soon as possible to repay Master’s supreme kindness!

   Ye Luo no longer hesitated, and quickly returned to the main hall square to enlighten.

  In this way, Ye Luo entered the stage of penance, enlightening Dao during the day and practicing sword at night, day after day.

  ...

  In an instant, several days passed.

  On this day, a group of people greeted in a clearing outside of Tianwu Mountain.

  All of these people are walking through the air, the lowest cultivation base is the golden core, and the highest, even reaching the realm of transformation.

   is the powerhouse of each sect.

  The black-robed old man who was in the lead carried Zhang San, and looked at the clouds and mist around him with a green complexion.

  The consciousness is swept away.

  Where is Tianwu Mountain...

  This Zhang San is obviously playing with them!

   "Extra-judicial fanatics, worthy of extra-judicial fanatics, to such a point, dare to deceive us, really free from law!"

   "Hahahaha, this is the first time the old man has been deceived for so many years! You can become the first person to deceive the old man, and you can also fall in glory!"

  The black robe old man said hoarsely.

   Chi Guoguo's killing intent flashed in his eyes.

  Other powerhouses also have ugly faces, but they have more concerns in their eyes.

  The cheat books of their major sects have not been retrieved.

  This made them go back, and it is not easy to explain.

Zhang San looked at the faces of these powerful men and knew the seriousness of the matter. He even said: "Really! Really I didn't lie to you. Just in front, in the clouds and mist in front, there is a Tianwu Mountain, and there is a mountain on the mountain. It's the sect of Wudaozong!"

"Oh, I really didn’t lie to you. If you don’t believe me, let me down and I’ll take you over! It’s really in front. If not, I will give you a live performance to swallow a stone. Just this one, I don’t use my force. Look!"

  He pointed to a huge stone several tens of meters away, with a firm expression on his face.

  Stone: "???"

  You guys will come back to chat, it’s about my ass, swallow me at every turn?

  But the black-robed old man laughed in anger, his consciousness swept away, and what else could escape his consciousness.

  Other powerhouses didn't think so, they all spoke up and asked Zhang San to take them over.

  Even if there is a chance, they are not willing to give up.

  The black-robed old man had no choice but to let Zhang San go down and let Zhang San lead the way.

  Zhang San landed, and hurriedly led many powerful people into the clouds.

   "I really didn't fool you about this. The front, right in front, is Tianwu Mountain. There is a sect named Wudaozong on the mountain."

   "I don’t know why, when I came last time, the clouds were not so big, this time the clouds are so big, here, Tianwu Mountain is here...this..."

  Looking at the vastness in front of him.

  Zhang San was stunned.

  Where is Tianwu Mountain in front.

  Only billowing clouds filled with mist.

Oh my God…

  Tianwu Mountain too! !

  Tianwu Mountain, come out soon!

  If you don’t come out, my head is gone!

  Zhang San doesn't need to turn his head, he can feel how solid the air behind him is.

  Playing a great power of the god-transforming realm with a group of strong men of the Nascent Soul Golden Core as monkeys, and playing it over and over again...

  You know with your feet what will happen to him.

   "Why, the weather is good today, have you eaten yet?"

  Zhang San pretended to be relaxed, turned his head and smiled and asked.

  The voice fell, and he oiled the soles of his feet, instantly bursting out mana, and fleeing.

   "You are looking for death! Great Seal!"

  The black-robed old man rose into anger and slapped Zhang San with an overwhelming power.

  Boom...

  With Tianwu Mountain as the center, everything in a radius of thousands of miles shook.

  ...

Chu Yuan, who was lying on the back of Wudaozong and basking in the sun, was also shocked by the shock.

  He fell in fright.

   "Is this an earthquake?"

   Chu Yuan looked around in confusion.

   Subconsciously released his spiritual consciousness of the Nascent Soul Realm, sweeping in all directions.

  He understood immediately.

  There are strong people fighting outside Tianwu Mountain.

  And this power...

   makes him feel threatened.

  The person who fights outside is better than him!

  Is there so many powerful people in the world of cultivating immortals?

   Anyone who fights outside his sect is better than him.

  Is his Yuanying too weak...

  One year later, Ye Luo was abolished by teaching, and he could only be promoted to the middle stage of Yuan Ying.

  It seems...

  Probably...

  It seems...

   is still a bit weak.

  No way!

  He cannot be so lazy.

  He is going to accept a few more disciples.

  Teaching to abolish a disciple can raise a small level of realm.

  Teach and abolish three, that is a first-order realm.

  As long as you teach more than ten or twenty, he will be invincible in the world’

  I have been cultivated from Yuanying to invincible, is it just for fun?

Correct!

  He is going to collect more disciples.

   Ye Luo is already stable here anyway, and he goes out to find a new disciple, and there is no problem at all.

   Chu Yuan's divine sense swept over and found Ye Luo sitting cross-legged in the main hall square.

   couldn't help but smile.

  This disciple is so cute.

  You can flicker in threes or twos.

  As for enlightenment?

  If you can realize something, I will kneel and kowtow to you and call your grandpa...

  　 Ask for a recommendation ticket!

  (End of this chapter)