On a warm and sunny morning, Daoist Lingxu sat quietly in his mountain retreat, meditating in the serene surroundings. His temple was hidden deep within the lush forests, nestled among the towering peaks. The world outside seemed far away, as if the noise of civilization could never reach this peaceful haven. Lingxu, now in his fifties, had a thin and aged face, yet his eyes carried an endless...
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