Taoist Priest Taoist Priest
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I lie on the pillow with the dragon cloud and play the clear flute. I cross the white deer and get drunk with the green peach in the spring. I call the green ape to dismantle and burn the alchemy stove at night. Trapped in a teahouse in a different space, all Chen Dao could do in the past 10,000 years was to practice Taoism, cultivate his mind, learn academic skills and magical powers, and occasionally teach the little guys who accidentally broke into the teahouse. Now he finally came out, but after he came out, he discovered that the little guys he taught back then had turned into masters on the mountain, ancestors of the Fox Clan, and Confucian saints? From the fragments of history, Chen Dao walked leisurely, looking at the whirling moon, recalling the human world for thousands of years, saddened by the loss of old friends, tasting old wine, and 'Tao' to the world of mortals and immortals...
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