"Okay, the Nantianmen meets."

For Chen Yang now, having a destination is better than anything.

Otherwise, he had just been preparing to get off the car from Dongxi and search along the periphery.

In such a large mountainous area, he even took pictures of the magical talisman, and he didn't know how long it would take to find it.

Wudang Mountain is not far from here. When Yuxuan learned the news, he had already gone down the mountain and rushed here.

At the same time, the Taoist sect also knew about this.

Many Taoist priests are rushing towards this place.

However, there are not many so-called things, but not many.

Such events are happening every year.

It cannot be stopped by man.

Moreover, the Taoist sect is not a single iron plate.

Similarly, casual cultivators are not a solid piece of paper.

Just like Jiang Xiaoming, although he is from the Immortal Sect, he has a very good relationship with Chen Yang.

Many casual cultivators have very good relationships with Taoism and Buddhism.

In this case, the best way is to ignore anything.

But even if you want to, you can't.
Chapter completed!