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Chapter five hundred and twelve strong(2/2)

However, this protection can only be obtained by entering Guice City. The Bu family has always made their rules public. They only ensure that people in the city are not intimidated and oppressed by all forces. As for outside the city, even if they die at the gate of the city, they will not

will be allowed to enter.

Liu Qinghuan was naturally among those without permission.

He looked around, found the right direction, and walked toward the mountains over there without attracting anyone's attention.

When the four of them were traveling together, each one had their own use. Liu Qinghuan was responsible for avoiding places where corpses were densely packed in the waters of Fufu, Yuan Ya could help pass through the difficult Moon Shadow Beast on Suoyun Road, and Xu Shida provided what he needed along the way.

Healing elixirs, etc., and Guo Xu was the one who had the means to lead them into Guice City.

Liu Qinghuan crossed several mountains, and when he saw a small mortal village hidden in the valley, his eyes lit up slightly.

In any family that cultivates immortality, there will inevitably be some descendants who have no spiritual roots. These descendants have a close relationship with the family. Some of their parents may be high-level monks or powerful people in the clan who have the right to speak. But they

And because he was unable to practice, he was destined to fall from the clouds into the mortal world.

The more ruthless families will directly treat these descendants as slaves, or simply drive them out of the family tree, while the kinder families will build separate villages for them to live in like this.

Liu Qinghuan first found the small temple that Guo Xu said was isolated on a hill outside the village, and then pressed the cloud and landed in front of the temple door.

Looking in from the open door, directly opposite the door is a high Taoist platform, with three splendid gods sculptured on it.

Liu Qinghuan was ashamed to find that he could not recognize the figures of these three immortal sculptures. Their appearances were almost the same. They all looked compassionate, kind-hearted, and had no other characteristics other than gorgeous clothes.

Just as he was making the distinction, a young Taoist priest wearing a white Taoist robe and holding a fly whisk came out. Upon seeing him, a hint of joy appeared on his face, and he quickly put his expression away, walked over reservedly, and saluted him.

After Liu Qinghuan returned the favor quite politely, the young Taoist priest seemed to have a red light on his face. He looked satisfied and asked with a smile: "I wonder why the master came to my Bu family temple?"

Liu Qinghuan also smiled and said: "I am here because of the reputation. I heard that the fortunes cast in your temple are the most effective, so I came here to divine good luck."

The young Taoist priest's eyes became brighter and he said: "But I don't know whether the matter you occupy is big or not? You know, the bigger the matter, the more unpredictable the bad luck will be."
Chapter completed!
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