Zhao Yuzhen, who was dressed in a purple robe, sat in the Qiankun Palace, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if he was traveling thousands of miles away.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, there seemed to be purple light flowing in his eyes, and the statue of the Sanqing Patriarch behind him trembled violently, swaying as if he was about to fall. Zhao Yuzhen stood up slowly, pinched his fingers and calculated, the more he calculated, the tighter his brows wrinkled, and finally suddenly raised his head and looked at the statue of the Sanqing Patriarch with a cold gaze.

Zhao Yuzhen suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Qingxiao! "I saw only one

Chapter 72 of "The Flow of Youth Songs" Zhao Yuzhen is hitting the mountain in his hand, please wait a moment,

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