After practicing Taoism in the mountains for nine years, I was just short of breaking through in qi refining. The true fire of Samadhi is burning in the sea of consciousness, but the magic weapon of destiny has not yet been found. Going down the mountain and bumping into a horse thief, the leading lady can pick out maggots from her mouth. Uncle Jiu is in the town ahead - this time, I have to run in front of the horse's hooves.
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I saw this at the starting point,
Poison. . . . .
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It looks like a mess,
What the hell?
I just picked it up. It's really hard to read without a catalog.
You don't have enough IQ, but you still want to participate in the national war. The calamity of the Dharma Ending Age will directly crush you. You still dare to participate in the national war, laugh me to death!
I saw this at the starting point,
Poison. . . . .
Mark it to prevent accidental entry
Kind author
It looks like a mess,
What the hell?
I just picked it up. It's really hard to read without a catalog.
You don't have enough IQ, but you still want to participate in the national war. The calamity of the Dharma Ending Age will directly crush you. You still dare to participate in the national war, laugh me to death!