in the quiet plain, there is only a weak wind with a low roar. The friars who can't step into the third layer of the seven Immortals' gate are sitting with their knees crossed. They are breathing by the method of cultivating the mysterious sky. All of a sudden, almost all of the friars' identity waist cards were buzzing

at this moment, there is an extra yellow fog in the sky, and a figure emerges from the yellow fog.

"bah, it's really a bad teleporter. It can only be teleported here."

looking around in the yellow fog, the figure found that he was still in the secret place. He could...