About ten miles outside the city of Rizhao, there is a large forest sea in the distance.

"Phew!" Xiao Li sat in the carriage and tightened the reins.

The carriage slowly stopped on the side of the gravel path outside the bamboo forest

"Host, here."

When Ji Xiu heard this, he got out of the carriage with Xiao Li's support.

The words of the little guy sounded in his mind, Cihang Nunnery was in the depths of this bamboo forest, and in the early morning, it was flying up the ancient temple not far from Cihang Nunnery

Chapter 142 of "I Live Forever by Writing Books": Isn't it just a relic? That's what people bring to you! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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