“A celestial master has come to our village and settled down. It was the old master himself who asked me to gather everyone here.” The village elder finally revealed the secret, his gaze shifting to the old locust tree behind him.,Under the scorching sun of the Three Futian period, cold sweat trickled down my spine, soaking my short shirt.,The immortal who emerged from the shadows was about five feet eight inches tall, with a face as pale as gold paper and sunken cheeks.。