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Chapter 676 Words form a bridge(2/2)

On the sixth floor of Luoxia Palace, the four Half-Saint Patriarchs stood up at the same time and bowed slightly to the "Prince in White" with their hands raised.

Semi-Saint Jinglan also turned around, bowed to the "Prince in White" and said: "The talented lady with the holy book came to Zhiyuling Mountain, what can I learn from you?"

The scholarly lady wore clean men's clothing, held a folding fan, and tied up her hair to form a bun. Her lips were red and her teeth were white, and she was graceful. She smiled slightly and said: "Seniors, there is no need to be polite. I just heard about the eighth fish and dragon."

The sword fighting competition has entered the finals, so I came to take a look, hoping to see the unparalleled style of the outstanding figures of the Liang Yi Sect."

"Compared with talented women, any outstanding person will pale in comparison." Semi-Saint Zixia said.

Zixia Half Saint's words were not a compliment, but a sigh from the bottom of his heart.

The talented woman with holy books is much younger than any of the half-saints present, but she has also become a saint, and her cultivation level is many times higher than theirs.

With such talents, I am afraid that only those in "Heroes" can compare with her.

The talented woman with the holy book did not look down on the five half-saints present because she was a saint, but instead looked very humble.

She boarded the Luoxia Palace and folded the folding fan. Suddenly, the thousands of words suspended in the sky returned to the folding fan and turned into an article in Juanxiu font.
Chapter completed!
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