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... iercing through.
In an instant, countless memories flooded into Qi Yuan’s mind.
In Zhang Feng’s memory, Qi Yuan finally saw that kindly old man.
He was often dressed in linen clothes, fishing by the lake.
With all the memories in hand, Qi Yuan looked at the blank-faced Zhang Feng.
"Celestial Venerable, this time, I’ll remember you."
This time, he had met the Celestial Venerable and learned quite a bit about him.
Qi Yuan always remembered th ...
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