"Blank?"

Fang Ran muttered in a low voice, and carefully started from the first page, turning to the back cover page by page.

Each page was clean, showing some yellowish from being preserved, but there was no handwriting.

After reading it several times, Fang Ran pushed this half of the "Sutra" back to the Master of Void Phase and asked, "What did this Sutra look like originally?"

Emptiness put the blank scriptures aside, took down a few pages of thin propaganda from the shelf beside him, and spread them out on the table one by one.

Bo Xuan is like a ghost drawing, sparsely smeared with random ink, and the ink does not look like a stroke of a text or even a talisman at all, but rather like a random splash of ink, which flows by itself

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