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... the misty cliffs, Yang Zhenshan and Master Jing Shui sat in front of a stone seat. A pot of clear tea exuded a rich tea fragrance, making one feel invigorated just by smelling it.
Master Jing Shui, gazing at the drifting clouds, said sorrowfully, "Master Shanming and Duan Qingyun are both dead!"
Yang Zhenshan’s expression was calm as water, sipping his tea lightly.
Shanming, the elder of the Precepts Hall of the Wuxiang Sect, was an old monk profoundly skilled in Buddhis ...
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