"A dream that lasts for thousands of years." "What year is it tonight?" ... Amidst the inaudible sighs, a broken lamp like a bean reflected the collapsed mountain gate. Rainy night, deserted temple. A young scholar hobbled through a muddy path overgrown with grass and entered a dilapidated temple holding a broken umbrella. "Why did it suddenly rain so heavily? Fortunately, there is an abandoned temple to take shelter from the rain." The young scholar complained a few words, directly ignoring why there were lights on in the ruined temple on a rainy night in the wild mountains. He just carelessly reached out and picked up the lamp in front of the Buddha statue and began to check the situation in the ruined temple. Boom! Thunder roared and the rain became heavier. Heavy rain fell down overwhelmingly, as if it was about to turn the world into a vast ocean.
Starting with a bowl, I accidentally obtained the Qigong method, and embarked on the path of cultivating immortality by smelling it. Opening a restaurant, looking for spiritual herbs, refining elixirs, and recognizing beauties. When smells and cultivating immortals meet, what kind of collision will happen? Fellow Taoist, please stay and look carefully. [Ask for attention][Ask for attention][Ask for attention]
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