轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！The corpulent monk sitting behind the desk took out a palm-sized jade slip from his storage pouch. He raised his eyes to look at Lu Ye, and said, “Name, origin, and cultivation level”counting it. She chatted with Zhao Yun for a few moments, then waved her hand. The three-world cultivators, who were looking at everything with hawk eyes, boarded their respective ships. The fleet set...