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... rds the corpse.

  There is nothing on Li Jingyang.

   This also makes sense.

  The other party is here to assassinate Qi Refining monks, and it is very likely that he will be in danger because of this, so naturally he will not bring important things with him.

  In addition to the ebony staff, it is a precious orb found on the disciples of the Qixuanmen.

  The orb is crystal clear, I don't know what material it is made of, and I don't know what its function is, ...

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