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There are thousands of avenues, but only one scoop can be taken. A strand of hair can penetrate mountains and split seas, a grain of sand can suppress ghosts and kill demons, and kill thousands of immortals with one finger! With my eyes closed, the yin and yang turn, and with my eyes open, the sun and the moon are born. What can a mere catastrophe do to me? Not in the three religions and the nine streams, not in the extreme joy, not in charge of others, not in the underworld, not afraid of the impatience of immortals and Buddhas, just one word and it's over! Xiaoxiao is free to let me realize it, and he is free to become an immortal saint.