On the hill not far from the Dog King Hill, the chanting is entrenched on the top of the mountain, and I don't know what to think in my heart, and I only know how to chant and meditate.

The big bird of the aconitum watched the monk meditate with jealousy, and he actually came to the spirit of the competition, and he also found a mountain not far away, where the monk was opposed, and his waist was motionless.

The first heavy snow after the beginning of winter this year、Like the fur of a duck boy, it was dragged and sprinkled for ten days.。

Gradually, after sitting for half a year, he has now become a snowman, but the old ash of the volcano has not sneezed in the first few decades, let alone the heavy snow of eiderdown, which is still as majestic as Mount Tai......

"The Legend of the Black Dog Cultivating Immortals" Chapter 384 No matter how stupid you are, the bird feathers can't fall is hitting in your hand, please wait a moment,

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