Long Zun looked respectful: "It's Taoist friend Gu Xi."

"Well, the name has been changed first. Remember to make a copy of the exercises and send them to Three Thousand Dao Sect."

Fang Chen nodded lightly.

"yes……"

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Three thousand gates.

There was an endless stream of pilgrims, who had to pass by Zhou Bufan and others when entering or leaving.

As time went by, they vaguely understood that this group of immortal Taoist people had actually offended three thousand Taoist sects and were punished here to drink such pickled things.

Seeing the ordinary people nearby pointing fingers at themselves and others, everyone's expressions became increasingly ugly.

"It's been several more years, haha."

The beggar Taoist glanced at Zhou Bufan and others with a joking expression:

"I never expected that the bond between you and me would be so deep."

"Speak less and no one will think you are mute."

Someone sneered.

The beggar Taoist snorted coldly: "You, the Ziyang Taoist Sect, have caused me so much harm, why don't you let me say a few words?"

"That's enough. It's just a few years. It's not like it's been a hundred years. We can still endure it."

Zhou Bufan said in a deep voice: "Since we are working for the Three Great Sects, the three Immortal Kings have no reason to ignore us. They just need some time to prepare."

The beggar Taoist was about to make a joke, but suddenly closed his mouth and looked into the distance in surprise.

Everyone noticed it and looked around, only to see three very familiar figures slowly coming towards here.

The three great immortal kings of Taoism!
Chapter completed!