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... rifted to Fakong from time to time.

Fa Kong closed his eyes slightly, as if he was in a state of concentration.

What caught the attention of the monks was that he was wearing a gray monk's robe, which was incompatible with the apricot-yellow monk's clothing around him.

"Dang..." The bell rang lingeringly everywhere.

Fakong's mind was withdrawn from the void in his mind.

"Squeak..." The four strong young monks slowly pushed open the copper gate, and the faint sa ...

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