Ancient scripture?
Jiang Fan rubbed his chin.
He remembered the black Buddha scripture he found at the burial site of an alien tribe.
Could it be what the White Horse Temple is searching for?
"What? Do you have a clue?"
You Yunzi asked in surprise, seeing Jiang Fan lost in thought.
Jiang Fan shook his head and said, "No."
"I'm just curious, what kind of ancient scripture is worth the search by the White Horse Temple."
"They are a true great sect with a Bodhisattva overseeing."
"How could they lack scriptures? And why would they come to the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion to search?"
You Yunzi had no doubts.
After all, Jiang Fan was just a newcomer.
How could he, on the first day underground, find what the White Horse Temple hadn't in centuries?
That would be too heaven-defying.
He stroked his beard and said, "It's the Bodhisattvas of past dynasties looking for scriptures."
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