"This..."
Xumi hesitated slightly.
And at that very moment,
From the sleeve of Qu Shentong in the distance, suddenly came a voice filled with peace and harmony, making one feel as if they were in a Taoist temple, surrounded by the fragrance of sandalwood:
"Yu Yang, behind my back, is this how you malign me?"
The White Clothed Child was slightly startled.
The next moment, a palm-sized incense burner flew out from the sleeve of Qu Shentong, and then quickly returned to its normal size.
Atop the lid of the burner were nine-square hole marks.
Daoist Yuanci recognized this incense burner and felt a sense of familiarity:
"It's that one from Chunyang Palace..."
He couldn't help being surprised.
He had always known that within the sect there were several Patriarchs whose magic treasures had Achieved Dao, but he never thought they were actually hidden right on top of the great hall in Chunyang Palace.
