No One Really Thinks Master is a Mortal, Right? Chapter 189

  Chapter 189 The Actions of Sejong Gate in the Hidden City of Zhongju (seeking a monthly pass)

  Several representatives of the hidden Sejong Sect finally ended the topic under Wu Yue's bitter pleading, and returned to their respective sects to report on the situation.

  Wu Yue was relieved.

  But the controversy caused by the representatives of the hidden Sejongmen went back to report, but it was far from stopping.

  Tianzong, in a pavilion on a high mountain.

  An old man wearing a white robe, pale hair and a kind face is tasting tea.

  There is no pressure on the old man.

  But the feeling of depression that comes from the bones can make the surrounding creatures feel scared.

  But the old man seemed to know nothing. He was playing with some tea sets. His movements were like flowing water, giving people a pleasing feeling.

  This old man is the contemporary lord of the Zhentianzong 'Mocheng', a top powerhouse in the world.

   Just when Mocheng was making tea sets.

suddenly.

  Mo Cheng froze for a moment, and the pleasing movement in his hand was also interrupted.

   "Is there news from Sejong Gate in Dongju Yin?"

  Mo Cheng squinted his eyes, looking towards the distant sky.

   is in his sight.

  A streamer is flying at an extremely fast speed.

  Mo Cheng slowly stretched out his palm and grabbed it towards the streamer.

  His palm stretched out, seemingly slow.

   can be stretched out, but it seems to be able to travel through space.

   directly grabbed the streamer and swept it back.

  Mocheng grabbed Streamer, and soon received news from Streamer.

  This streamer is all the news that the representative who he sent to inquire about the Sejong Gate in Dongju has seen.

  And this news is sent back by way of memory interception.

The purpose of    is to ensure its authenticity.

  Mo Cheng looked at the memory in the streamer, muttering to himself.

   "Dao has no precedence, but Dharma has precedence?"

   "Tao is nothing, from nothing, one is born, ten thousand dharma in a lifetime, ten dharma into one?"

   "The surname Chu is quite interesting, but I don't know if it's pretending or it's really like what I said. Why don't you send someone to try it?"

   Mo Cheng's mouth raised a gentle smile, but his tone was dark.

  This thought arose in his mind, but he didn't make any movements, but kept watching.

  When he saw Chu Yuan utter the phrase 'Dao is Tao, very Tao, famous, very famous', the whole person was stagnant.

  Mo Cheng read this sentence carefully, and he felt that the sentence had a kind of charm, but he couldn't penetrate it.

  But he watched through other people's memories.

  He could see that after hearing this sentence, the representative seemed to see the truth in the world, and his mood broke through.

  "No Dao Sect, no Dao Sect, never gives birth to one..."

   Mo Cheng whispered.

   Cut off the thought of wanting a wave of Chu Yuan.

  This sentence alone is enough to prove the existence of the Sejong Gate in Dongzhou.

   However, Mo Cheng still has doubts about the inheritance history of this hidden Sejong gate.

  He didn't believe that the disciples of this hidden Sejong Sect had all made their own way, instead of following the path of the predecessors.

  All the disciples can open their own way?

  It's hard to be the disciples of your sect, all the top-notch gods will fail.

   "That's it."

  Mo Cheng shook his head.

  He lowered his head to think for a while, his finger flicked slightly.

  A stream of light flew out from his fingertips.

  The streamer flew out and flew towards the outside of the mountain.

   "Let the disciple of the poor Dao try the strength of the disciple of the Hidden Sejong Sect. It should be possible to try it out. At any rate, the disciple of the poor Dao is also a tribulation realm, and even a contemporary arrogant."

  Mo Cheng muttered to himself.

  In his opinion, it is only necessary to measure the depth of the specific background of the hidden Sejong Sect from the perspective of a generation of disciples.

  Disciples' generations of moves, Dao Yun, etc., you can see the inside story of a side sect.

  Mocheng wanted to know how deep this hidden Sejong gate in Dongzhou was.

  In a move like Mocheng, the Sejong Sects in Zhongzhou had a tacit understanding, and they all did the same thing.

   sent more powerful disciples, wanting to try the disciples of Wudaozong, from the disciples of Wudaozong, we can see the specific background of Wudaozong.

  The undercurrent surging in the Sejong Gate of the Hidden Zhongzhou.

  , however, did not affect the ten thousand contests being held in Zhongzhou.

  Two days later.

  On the huge island.

  The residential area, above the mountain peak.

  In a hall.

  Chu Yuan stood in the center of the hall, wearing a snow-white robe, carrying his hands on his back, and the dusty temperament surrounding him all the time.

   Behind him, Ye Luo followed carefully.

   "Luo'er, there is still one day away from the Wanzong Grand Competition, how are you preparing?"

  Chu Yuan slowly turned around, faced Ye Luo, and asked aloud.

  He gritted his teeth in front of those 'big guys', pretended to be a 'big guy', and pulled the tiger skin of the Sejong Sect in Dongzhou.

  Whatever he said, he also asked his disciples to take the reward.

  Otherwise, he loses blood.

   "Master, the disciples have been preparing."

   Ye Luo arched his hands and said in a low voice.

   "Well, I don't ask you to rank too high as a teacher. Just hit 20,000, understand?"

Chu Yuan patted Ye Luo on the shoulder and said.

   "Teacher... Master, okay."

   Ye Luo nodded in a weird tone and replied.

  He is the lord of the holy land, and some of the existences that faintly transcend the Tribulation Realm have all ended. He actually only took 20,000 names?

  How can this work.

  Master should only care about him, and don't want him to over-fight other people because of his rankings and cause injuries.

Correct! It must be like this!

   "By the way, you guys should have all gone to draw lots? I heard that this time the competition used lottery to select opponents, have you all gone?"

   Chu Yuan asked again.

   "Master, disciples and others have already been there. What the disciple drew was Yu Zixian, disciple of Jinglan Holy Land, but the disciple did not know the specific information of the other party."

   Ye Luo said respectfully.

  "What about your two younger brothers and your younger sister?"

   Chu Yuan said casually.

  Speaking of it, since he came to the island, he has not paid attention to this 'mortal' disciple Tantai Luoxue.

  I don't know how it is now.

  Zhang Han shouldn't teach his genius disciple in this short period of time, right?

  Probably not.

  Isn't there still leaves here?

   Ye Luo heard the master ask again, did not think too much, thought about a few opponents drawn in the same door, and said...

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  (End of this chapter)

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