Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right? Chapter 182: No deep friendship
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In Zhongzhou, on the island.
Bai Hu took Chu Yuan to a magnificent palace.
Chu Yuan could see that Baihu stopped here, and he could understand that this was the place where the Ten Thousand Sects Convention was held.
He jumped off the white tiger’s back.
I 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 just shows the luxury, but does not have that style.
Chu Yuan thought to herself, stepping in and preparing to walk in.
When the two monks guarding the gate saw this, they bowed their hands and bowed their hands to show respect, and watched Chu Yuan enter.
Chu Yuan nodded towards the two monks, then walked into the palace with his hands on his back.
Walking into the palace, you will see a red carpet that leads 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 around curiously, then walked towards the main hall.
After entering the main hall, you can see tables on both sides.
A person is sitting there before every table.
The loud noises are the conversations of these people.
What you say to me, over time, it becomes noisy.
Chu Yuan looked up again, and there were also some tables on the top steps.
It’s just that those tables are obviously not something ordinary people can sit on.
At this moment, only a few people are sitting at the top table.
Where do I sit?
Chu Yuan was puzzled.
He remembers that the invitation letter 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 are fixed on the last empty table in the bottom row.
That’s it!
Chu Yuan left immediately, walked to the end table and sat down.
He looked up at some of the aura, crystal-clear fruits on the table, and couldn’t help swallowing and spitting.
This melon seems delicious?
Chu Yuan glanced at it. On the table next to him was an elderly man with white beard.
The old man with white beard is chatting with the next table, seeing that the fruits and vegetables on their table are neat.
If he eats it, it seems something is wrong, right?
Forget it, something is wrong, something is wrong.
Follow him.
Chu Yuan coughed twice, picked up the fruits and ate them.
After taking a bite, he was dumbfounded.
His mana is actually increasing.
This melon, a good thing! !
Chu Yuan ate a fruit on his hand after three times.
He wanted to eat another one, but he looked at the court and found that the fruits and vegetables at everyone’s table hadn’t been moved, so he moved, and he was still not very embarrassed.
I didn’t eat it anymore.
I wrote down the plate of fruits and melons silently.
Bring it later when you have to go.
Chu Yuan looked at the plate of melons and fruits with some greedy eyes, but didn’t move anymore, sat up cross-legged, and quietly waited for the time to pass.
Just when Chu Yuan was about to close his eyes.
The old man with white beard at the table next door suddenly found Chu Yuan.
“Hey, why is this fellow Daoist so face-to-face? Dare to ask fellow Daoist his honorific name?”
The old man next door stared at Chu Yuan curiously and asked.
“The surname Chu is in the lower part of the country, and the single character is connected.”
The Chu Yuan who was questioned obviously froze for a while before coming back to his senses and replied.
I heard this.
The old man next door frowned and thought for a while.
It seems to be thinking about which sect’s sovereign is the name Chu Yuan.
He remembers the Lord of the Holy Land in several big states near Zhongzhou. No one is called Chu Yuan, right? There is even no one with the surname Chu.
The old man next door carefully looked at Chu Yuan again.
This person…
The temperament is very “fairy”, very extraordinary.
It’s just this state…
A foundation building?
Impossible, impossible, it is estimated that some kind of treasure was used to hide the cultivation.
It can’t be true anyway.
Hehe.
If a foundation building can enter the Ten Thousand Sects Conference, he can swallow the island in one bite.
So, what is the origin of this person?
The old man next door has a trace of doubt and curiosity.
“Friends of Taoism, poor Dao is called Zhuang Shu, and it is one of the three holy places in Jingzhou, and the master of Jingshui Pavilion!”
“Dare to ask Daoist fellow from He Zongmen? Pang Dao has no other meaning, just want to get to know Daoist friend.”
The old man “Zhuang Shu” said with a smile.
“This… is the master of Wudaozong below.”
Chu Yuan’s scalp is numb, and the surface is still lightly talking with the other party.
Holy…Holy place?
He just finds a place to sit down, next to the Lord of the Holy Land?
Is it so great? !
“Friends of Chu Daoist, which sect is Wudaozong? Please forgive the poor and ignorant.”
Zhuang Shu frowned and said.
“Ahem, it’s normal for fellow Daoists to have never heard of it. We are just an ordinary little sect.”
Chu Yuan was a little cautious. He forcibly lifted his own sect upwards. It can’t be said that it was Sanwu Sect. That would be shameful.
This time it also sounded a wake-up call for him.
When I go back, I must fill in all the documents.
Otherwise it would be too embarrassing.
“Don’t be kidding you, fellow daoists, how can you be a small sect if you can participate in the Ten Thousand Sects Conference.”
Zhuang Shu said disapprovingly.
“Really, it’s just a mediocre little sect, only four disciples.”
Chu Yuan said helplessly.
“Forget it, you don’t want to say it, fellow Daoist, what realm are you yourself? You, a treasure of hidden realm, is quite powerful, so I can’t see at all what realm you are. .”
Zhuang Shu waved his hand and said.
“Underneath is the foundation environment.”
Chu Yuan didn’t say anything this time, but answered truthfully.
“Friends of Taoism, you are really good at joking. One of the sects participating in the Ten Thousand Sects Conference is the minor sect, and the lord is the foundation building. Are you kidding me?”
Zhuang Shu shook his head and said.
However, from the bottom of his heart, he silently marked Chu Yuan with a sign of incomprehensibility.
It’s concealed, it’s certain that the sect is not strong enough.
Don’t have deep friendship, don’t have deep friendship.
“Really, I never lie down here.”
Chu Yuan said seriously.
“Okay, okay, since fellow Taoists don’t want to say it, then that’s it.”
Zhuang Shu shook his head, don’t overdo it, obviously he doesn’t want to talk to Chu Yuan anymore.
The impression of Chu Yuan plummeted.
Chu Yuan couldn’t figure it out.
These days, don’t people tell the truth yet?
My family’s sect is nothing extraordinary, four disciples, three become talented, and one from a genius has become a waste material by me.
I am also building a base~IndoMTL.com~ Nothing wrong.
Why don’t people tell the truth.
Chu Yuan is too lazy to think.
Since the other party is not talking anymore, he doesn’t want to say anything anymore. He just closes his eyes and prepares to spend a while to see what kind of conference this is and when will it end.
A little bit of time passed.
Chu Yuan is not in a hurry.
Many people in the hall have lost patience.
According to what Chu Yuan heard, it seems to be asking why this Wanzong conference has not started yet…
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