lt;Mister Venerableg

That auspicious qi, which was originally peaceful and harmonious, now churned and roiled like a storm cloud, clearly revealing the old man's fury.,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.,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"。