"..." Venerable White.
"..." The various fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group were likewise speechless.
The Mountain of Myriad Books was unexpectedly a living creature?
How were they supposed to reply to the opposite party at this moment?
Just as everyone was in deep thoughts, the western monk waved his hand and shouted, "Hello! Mister Mountain, how are you doing?"
"..." Song Shuhang.
"Ahaha! Monk, you can just call me 'Uncle Mountain of Books'. Right, why did I suddenly wake up?" the Mountain of Myriad Books muttered to itself as it stretched out its two thin arms.
It had legs, and it had arms too. Now, it only needed a face to be complete.
Song Shuhang felt that the corner of his eye was twitching continuously. "Is... is that a mountain that turned into a monster?"
