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... eak, in the forest plain, which had been selected a few years ago...
His horsetail whisk in hand, the old Daoist priest stood in the extremely stable wooden cage.
Beams of light were shining around him. His brand new cyan, silk Dao robe, was a pretty good defensive Dharma treasure. It also made Qi Yuan look a few years younger than he was.
Qi Yuan was approaching the Heavenly Tribulation. Naturally, his expression was somber.
A few wisps of inexplicable aura revol ...
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