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When... When... When... When... When... ... The continuous ringing of bells startled a crowd of tired birds, which turned into a black cloud and fled into the distance. The clouds were misty, and the setting sun was shining in the west, making the big clock with a height of one foot on the top of the main peak a gold rim, which was extremely dazzling. A bearded male cultivator stood on a hilltop on one side, pointed at the big clock, and shouted loudly in the buzzing echo: "Sect Master... The teachers and disciples in the sect are all cultivating and enlightening. Doing this three times a day really won't affect them?" "It is said that Dangdang is going to be popular now. You see, people only knock two or three times. We knock for a full quarter of an hour, and we knock again in the morning, noon and evening. It's hard even if the enrollment rate is not popular!"