Three Hundred Years in Seclusion on Mount Longhu, and the Old Heavenly Master Begs Me to Come Out
龙虎山闭关三百年，老天师求我出关
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As a quasi-sage like you, I can wear three revolvers with one hand.
It's not like I've been cultivating for 300 years, but it's like I've been transported directly to 300 years later. Should I have a diaosi mentality or a diaosi mentality? I haven't grown at all. I'm speechless.
I always write that the protagonist is confused and confused. Shocked. I was speechless when I saw it. After all, I have lived for three hundred years and yet I am still so surprised. It's like a Sabi, **
I was confused at the beginning. If the Celestial Master at the beginning was more senior than the protagonist and called him "Little Master Uncle", the question is, he is more than a hundred years younger than the protagonist and still called "Little Master Uncle"? Bad mouth?!
The protagonist's Dragon Tiger Mountain is too strong. The old master in the Celestial Realm was instantly killed by the great master in the Earthly God Realm, and another Celestial Realm was defeated by a half-step Celestial Realm ghost cultivator.
Three hundred years of quasi-sage. Even the innate gods and demons of the prehistoric era dare not write like this. Chaos gods and demons are pretty much the same. This is too invincible! There won't be a nuclear bomb saint in the end (ー_ー)!!
Such a weak immortal, such a weak quasi-sage, this is one of the weakest ones I have ever seen. Really, either you don't set your standards so high, or you don't write so strenuously,
The master kneels down and begs his apprentice to come out of the mountain. You, the apprentice, are bullying the master and destroying the ancestors!
The protagonist feels like a loser with no IQ
How weak is your quasi-sage? Compare the prehistoric times