Xiaojiu held out his right palm, and Dragon Three pinched a knack. He twisted his fingers and flashed a golden light, just like heaven falling auspicious. The golden light slowly penetrated into Xiaojiu's palm and disappeared in a moment.

Xiaojiu feels a pure and incomparable energy coming from his palm like sunshine. He goes up his arm and walks all over his body in a moment. The impurities in his body seem to be cleaned up in this moment, and his body feels like floating.

"Jinlong Danhua, Uncle Long Sanshu, how big your handwriting is, it seems that Bamboo Instrument has never seen you so generous!" Long Yunyi laughed and...