The head immortal wryly smiled, "brother Ruolan can't help you. In order to prevent the monks in the sect from being mixed, so this rule was set in the sixth generation of ancestors."

Lian Ruolan frowned and said, "I've never heard of this rule."

"you didn't bring any miscellaneous Linggen before." The head real person grabbed it out of the sky again. He didn't know where he had caught a holy card. He handed it to Lian Ruolan and said, "see for yourself."

Lian Ruolan read it and bit his lips. I didn't expect to have such a hard time entering the door. Fortunately, he didn't bring the thief. Otherwise,...