Master Luo Bo opened his eyes and channeled his true energy. The injuries he suffered in front of the Ten Thousand Waterfalls Valley many years ago were finally healed. He counted again and found that hundreds of years had passed in the immortal world.
Immortals have a lifespan of hundreds of thousands of years, but he has not lived even a fraction of it. These twists and turns are just a lesson. Just thinking about his nominal apprentice, Luo Bo feels a headache.
At that time, the Beixuan Sect was far away from the Snowy Mountains, and its disciples were withering away. It would take a lot of effort to pass on the Taoism. The problem that Master Luo Bo needs to face is even greater. He must consider who will take over the Beixuan Sect after he ascends.
You must be courageous and decisive, and if your qualifications are not bad, it is best to fill the vacancy of the leader immediately. In other words, you must become a monk of the Transformation Stage in just over three hundred years, or preferably the Mahayana Stage.
It was a coincidence that I met Arthur Nan. At that time, this self-aware semi-monk was incompatible with the world of cultivation and did not even have the consciousness to become a monk. He traveled all over the world and was free and content. "Teacher, come and fight!" .
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