"Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know what to do about this?"

The old monk with white eyebrows and shoulders stood in the Buddha hall, looked at the Venerable Ones standing or lying on the Ming platform, and asked in a sad tone, although according to reason, he only complained about him, but after all, it was his dereliction of duty if something happened in the place he cared for.

"Jean, didn't you even notice the young man's presence before he walked out of the scripture hall?"

One sits upright on a high platform, sitting upright like an ancient Buddha, with his hands

"I really want to cultivate immortals! Chapter 359 The Immortal Poor Monk of the Dead Sect is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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