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Thang!
When the first ray of dawn spilled across the world, a bell chime rang out of a small monastery built out of cyan bricks and green tiles.
Like jingzhe[1], the melodious sound woke up all life and kicked up mountainous winds that soared for miles and miles.
Creak. Someone pushed open the old wooden door of the monastery. It was a youngster about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was carrying a backpack and riding a black bull.
After exiting the monastery, the youngster stopped in his tracks and asked hesitantly, “Clear Wind, Bright Moon, can I… stay?”
A pair of Taoist with white hair and beard stepped out of the door and answered the young Taoist respectfully, “Great senior uncle, this is the founder’s decision. We do not have a say in this matter.”
At first glance, the youngster looked no different...
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