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... , and the shadows of the green trees fell into the clouds and mist with the thick ink-like mountains. The windows suddenly opened, and a fresh breeze blew across the face.
Being blown by the wind like this, Lu Cichuan immediately woke up quite a bit. Looking at the natural scenery like an ink painting in front of him, he murmured, "It's not like he came to learn mecha, but he came to cultivate immortals."
Keenly caught the unfamiliar words, Luo on the side questioned: "Cultivation ...
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