The old man under the tree bowed his hands again and said: "God Moon Phoenix, you have been dormant and practicing on this island as a snow deer for eighteen thousand years. Today is the full moon, which is the moment when your magic power reaches its peak. On this day of leaving seclusion, we are here to greet you!"
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Listening to this high-sounding and divine chatter, Yuan Zhixi became a little impatient, and said with a tone that was one-third impatient and one-third disdainful: "Oh my! Old man, are you trying to fool me in your dream? I know exactly how many kilograms of my own mana I have. What do you mean by climbing to the top? I'm afraid you are too clever to take it off!"
Intention: One thought of immortality and one thought of devil