lt;Mister Venerableg

Having said that, the middle-aged Taoist priest pinched his fingers to cast a divination spell. His right hand burst forth with countless complex finger techniques, causing a dizzying array of shadows to appear before finally opening wide like it was bearing something, and then lifting upwards.,The three meridians of Qi flow high and low, like overlooking all beings in this world.,Miao Kong's face turned pale, he took out a Universe Pouch from his bosom. His expression gradually became sinister: "Put the talismans in, these artifacts are things this old man risked his life for… Forget it! Compared to the treasure, these are nothing, there are also life-saving pills... This old man's remaining fortune is yours. I can't give you these Daoist scriptures. If you truly have great fortune and fate... Stealing this old man's opportunity, how will you manage with your rapidly advancing cultivation"。