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... rry, all looking slightly disheveled.
Master Cheng Kong was shrouded in a layer of golden light, faint, both illusory and real, a celebrating cloud floating above his head with Qingjing Bamboo swaying in the wind, its withered leaves even more numerous than before.
The presence of Wuzhi from Leiyin Temple was even more extraordinary, with a barefooted Buddha faintly visible behind him, the sounds of prayer chants reverberating around him, as if countless people were worshipping a ...
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