The Immortal Whip of Creation flew out of the Zifu space, and the green-bearded scribe claimed that the Immortal Whip of Creation was his.
Zhou Wu was not calm for a long time. If the Immortal Whip of Creation is really this person, then this person is... an immortal? And he is also a very ancient and powerful immortal?
But how could there be immortals in Kunlun Ruins?
Also, even if the Immortal Whip of Creation belongs to the other party, he cannot be some young master, right?
And after the middle-aged scribe gently stroked it for a while, he suddenly raised his hand, and the Immortal Whip of Creation fell back into Zhou Wu's hand.
Zhou Wu didn't know why and didn't know what to say.
When the middle-aged scribe saw Zhou Wu's confused look, he smiled and said: "Are you wondering why you were able to go up the mountain? Why were you able to successfully enter the creation... Kunlun Immortal Palace? Why did the old slave call you Young Master?
"
"Yes, this junior is confused. Even if I get the Immortal Whip of Creation, I can't have anything to do with the young master, right?" Zhou Wu said bluntly.
The middle-aged scribe laughed: "It makes sense."
Zhou Wu was stunned, what do you mean?
"You got a wisp of my life essence, and you also got my iridium bowl. I have no heirs, no heirs, and you are the only one, so shouldn't he call you Young Master?"
Hearing the words of the green-bearded scribe, Zhou Wu was shocked: "Your natal essence? Your iridium bowl? You..."
The green-bearded scribe smiled and said, "Can't you guess it yet?"
"You...you...are Teacher Panwu?" Zhou Wu said in shock.
"Ha ha."
The green-bearded scribe held his beard and smiled, nodded and said: "Panwu is the clone of the Dao Pearl transformed by a ray of my essence, so... you still don't want to become a disciple?"
"Huhuhu~"
Zhou Wu breathed heavily. It can be said that everything he has today is thanks to Panwu. He got Panwu's inheritance, got Panwu's powerful immortal technique, got the creation fairy whip, and got Panwu's inheritance.
The last breath of life essence.
Therefore, everything about him is related to Pan Wu.
But now, the other party told him that Pan Wu was just his clone, or in other words, the other party was Pan Wu.
Pan Wu is not dead, only the clone transformed from that essence is dead.
"you really……"
There was a "Buzz~" sound, and just when Zhou Wu didn't dare to confirm whether the other party was Pan Wu, his mind suddenly shook, and then a faint shadow appeared.
The phantom was elegant and elegant, like a scribe, and this was exactly the image of Panwu when he got the Panwu Pearl.
However, Zhou Wu could only see an outline at that time, but could not see the specific appearance clearly, it was like looking at flowers in the mist.
However, now when that image appears again, the virtual shadow gradually becomes real, and then gradually overlaps.
This time Zhou Wu saw clearly that Pan Wu's appearance was the same as that of the person sitting in front of him.
"Plop~"
When he saw this, Zhou Wu knelt down immediately. Even at this moment, his eyes were red, and then he kowtowed three times to the green-bearded scribe: "Master, I am here to bow to you!
"
"Okay, okay, okay!"
The middle-aged scribe nodded repeatedly, supported Zhou Wu with his empty hand, and directly lifted Zhou Wu up, and said: "Although you are inherited by my clone, it is the same as my inheritance. I have not accepted any disciples in this life, but you
, is the only one."
Zhou Wu said excitedly: "Thank you very much, teacher."
He now understands why coming to Kunlun Immortal Palace feels like returning home, because this is Panwu's territory, and he is Panwu's disciple, so isn't it like returning to his own sect?
At this time, the middle-aged scribe said leisurely: "I am limited by the rules of heaven and cannot go down to the lower world. Therefore, I use a wisp of my life essence to condense a dao bead and transform it into a human being, giving me spiritual apertures, opening my wisdom, and walking in the world."
Zhou Wu nodded. In the memory of Great Immortal Panwu, there is no memory of before the age of seven. Even Panwu himself did not know his life experience before the age of seven because he had no father or mother.
But Pan Wu was astonished because all the realm skills were learned by himself.
Therefore, he is the best immortal, and he has real talent and learning.
The middle-aged scribe, the Great Immortal of Creation, continued: "Although Panwu did not inherit my memory, there is a trace of heavenly connection between us, so the Panwu Powerful Immortal Technique that he comprehended by himself is also what I have practiced.
The Immortal Secret of Good Fortune."
"It turns out to be the Immortal Secret of Creation." Zhou Wu murmured.
"Yes, but it doesn't matter what it's called. It's also pretty good if it's called Pan Wu Dali Immortal Jue."
"Then why did the teacher turn into a clone and walk in the lower world?" Zhou Wu suddenly asked.
The Great Immortal of Creation Fu Xu smiled and said: "This is also what I am going to say next."
"The reason why I created a clone to walk in the lower world is for two purposes. One is to find the inheritance left by your master, and the other is simply to return to my hometown."
"Now I know that we all come from the origin star of our ancestral land."
"That……"
Zhou Wu asked: "Then have you accomplished these two goals?"
The Great Immortal of Creation shook his head: "I just found some doorways back to the Origin Star, and then..."
He pointed at Zhou Wu's head: "I was disrupted by this stupid dragon..."
Zhou Wu's face was red and his ears were red. Long was indeed a bit stupid.
However, listening to the meaning of the Great Immortal of Creation, it seems that Qian'er is not blamed.
"By the way, master, are you from the earth too?" Zhou Wu suddenly remembered.
The Great Immortal of Creation nodded: "The earth you call is the origin of all immortals and gods. We call it the origin star or ancestral land."
"But a long time ago, the immortals and gods all left their ancestral land."
"But in the ancestral land, there have always been many inheritances left by the immortals and gods. With the passing of those immortals and gods, some inheritances have been permanently sealed, and some inheritances can never be opened."
"There are also some descendants of immortal gods who are also looking for the origin star of their ancestral land and want to get the inheritance of their ancestors."
"My master, your ancestor, was one of the three great wise men of that time, and he also left a legacy."
"In that era, treasures of heaven and earth were everywhere, and even a piece of wicker would be a supreme spiritual treasure."
The Great Immortal of Creation seemed to be lost in memories, because when he said this, he stopped talking and began to think deeply.
Zhou Wu did not interrupt him either.
After a while, the Great Immortal of Creation breathed a sigh of relief: "Times have passed and things and people have changed. I'm afraid the scene back then no longer exists."
"I don't know if there is any cave left by Master there."
"If you have the chance to return to your ancestral land, go and take a look under Kunlun Lake. If you can find it, look for it. It doesn't matter if you can't find it."
"After seven days as a teacher, you have to return to the fairy world. Therefore, you only have these seven days to practice the magic with my teacher. How much you can learn in seven days also depends on your personal destiny."
"Also, you must remember that after seven days, you are not allowed to mention to anyone that you have met me, let alone that I am your teacher. Remember this!"
Zhou Wu scratched his head. Why did he feel that these words were so familiar? He felt like he was Monkey Sun and the other party was Patriarch Bodhi.
"Why?"
Zhou Wu couldn't help but ask.
The Great Immortal of Creation smiled lightly: "You will understand later."