Even if I want to help speak, I don’t know where to start.

There was no way, she could only change the subject.

"By the way, I'm following your words, did you live in Jiuchong Mountain before?"

"I did live here a hundred years ago." Liu Bi replied casually.

The little girl was very excited after listening to it.

She grabbed Liu Bi's shoulder, her eyes full of anticipation and said, "Master, you are the descendants of the seven saints of Jiuchong Mountain!"

"Saint Ancestor? What Saint Ancestor?" Liu Bi was confused.

He has lived in this world for tens of thousands of years.

Why hasn't he ever heard of such a number of people?

"Apart from the seven saints who fought in the evil disaster more than three thousand years ago, it is said that the seven of them are from Jiuchong Mountain. Since you live in Jiuchong Mountain, how could you never hear about it?"

"More than three thousand years ago? The battle of evil disasters?"

Things that were unheard of came out in succession.

Liu Bi, who was already confused, became more confused the more he heard it.

He should have been away for more than a hundred years.

In other words, he is still in this plane for more than three thousand years.

If something major happened, he would not have no idea, and he would not have turned a blind eye.

It was because he had no choice but to beat him up that he ascended to the upper realm.

What's more, he had not accepted disciples at that time.

He is the only one in the huge Jiushan Mountain.

Where did the seven saints come from, let alone evil disasters?
Chapter completed!