C581 Profound Moon Sect

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A bronze token fell on the table. Xiang Jing reached out to pick it up.

The material of this token was very rare and special, and it was abnormally hard. As he held it in his hand, he could feel the cold, refreshing effect.

At the top of the medallion, there were two small words carved on it – Hall Master. On one side was carved a seven word character