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Ye Yuhuan and the four Mahayana stood up, and Wang Changsheng and other monks stood up one after another.

"Meet Uncle Chen (Senior Chen)."

Wang Changsheng and other cultivators saluted and looked respectful.

The yellow palace slowly fell and landed on the bluestone square, and Chen Yueying walked out.

As soon as she pinched the magic trick, the yellow palace quickly shrank. After shrinking to the size of a palm, it flew into her sleeve and disappeared.

Chen Yueying's figure flickered, and she instantly appeared in the main seat

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