At this moment.
Even those who were familiar with him would not be able to recognize him if they did not have a special pupil-type talent.
He retracted his gaze.
Taoist master Xuan Yang closed the window and sat down at the table. He poured a cup of tea from the teapot and said,"if you break your promise, I'll suffer a great loss."
"Thump thump!"
There was a knock on the door.
Taoist master Xuan Yang's expression tensed up. He changed his voice and asked,"who is it?"
No one answered, but the door continued to knock.
Taoist master Xuan Yang's face turned cold, and a cold light flickered in his eyes. He guessed in his heart,"could it be someone from the Supreme pure Palace?"
At this moment.
His heart was in a mess. After all, this place was not far from Shangqing Palace.
He took out the horsetail whisk and hid it in the Kasaya, ready to attack at any time.
"Amitabha." Daoist priest Xuan Yang muttered a Buddhist name in a serious manner.
