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... ity to kill Cui Heng!”
“Good!” A smile finally appeared on Xuankong’s face. He pressed his palms together and said, “Amitabha!”
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The autumn wind was bleak, and the trees in the Baolin Buddhist Hall were withered.
!!After Monk Dufa bade farewell to Xuankong, he returned to the meditation room where he had been in seclusion for a hundred years.
He sat on the meditation cushion again.
He took out the Bodhisattva Jade Bone and held it car ...
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