Chapter 9 True Martial Nine Stances
Inside the Bright Martial Pavilion.
Silence reigned.
Three pairs of eyes were all fixed on Ning Qi, filled with incredulity.
Luo Wentian finally understood why Xiong Shi was so reckless, and why his master had not moved his palm yet.
Little junior brother’s root bone has formed!
His breath suddenly became rapid.
"Little junior brother is only three years old!"
He was the true martial sect’s senior brother, already somewhat being groomed as a successor by Taoist Longshan. His wish was also to revive True Martial, and now, knowing that Ning Qi’s root bone had formed at just three years old, his shock turned into immense joy!
Luo Wentian rubbed his hands excitedly.
Xiong Shi subconsciously puffed up his chest with a chuckle, now you know why I was in such a hurry, right?
Both of them looked at Taoist Longshan.
"Master, there’s no mistake, right..."