Chen Luo felt as though he had wandered through heaven and earth in a dream. The difference was that this time, he had been taken to White Immortal Cave and had even become an official disciple of White Immortal Cave.
Was it a dream, or was it real?
He glanced around and found that nothing had changed. The oil lamp on the table was still burning, and not much lamp oil had been used.
Nothing unusual.
The Royal Family Brain and Nineteen Young Master's brain gave feedback at the first time. The remaining ninety-odd brains were the same; not one of them had detected the problem just now.
After calming down for a moment, Chen Luo lowered his head and looked at that page again.
But the instant he lowered his head, his heart suddenly lurched.
He discovered that the "White Immortal" in the book was looking at him too. Perhaps having detected his gaze, the "person" in the book even smiled and nodded at him.
There is the aura of Immortal Script.
At last, this time one brain saw a different scene and gave feedback.
Immortal Script?
Chen Luo's heart stirred. His fingers swiftly swept across the tabletop, tracing out the Immortal Script he had only recently mastered.
The Immortal Script took shape.
More than half the energy he had accumulated inside his body over many days was consumed in an instant. Clear qi drifted from his fingertips and swept through the entire room. The hazy aura that had previously permeated everything in the room vanished, replaced by an unprecedented freshness.
"Phew!"
Chen Luo let out a breath.
"Your aptitude is not bad. You are worthy of inheriting my White Immortal Cave's legacy."
A voice abruptly sounded beside Chen Luo's ear. When he looked again, someone had appeared beside