Chen Xuanguang takes a step forward and stares at Yang Lingdao: "Yang Ling, you are the genius of cultivating immortals. I call three Xuans and four Yings, but not as good as you."

Yang Ling smiled, "I'm flattered!"

Chen Xuanguang continued, "but even if you are talented, you can't fight against taixuanmen. No one who is against taixuanmen has ever come to a good end. You should know that taiyimen used to be beautiful, but then what happened? It's not that I'm trampled on by taixuanmen. I still can't turn over! You are a little golden monk. Even if you have the power of Taoist, what big waves can you...