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Purple Smoke Gate.
Clouds drifted ethereally in the Purple Smoke Blessed Land as heavenly glow rose. A field of golden light intertwined with flashes of purple that appeared and vanished within the clouds, merging atop the highest purple platform into a single violet gold radiance that was dazzling to the eye.
The two Dharma Protectors before the platform wore solemn expressions. Beyond the flowing clouds of Purple Essence, the Dharma seat above shone brilliantly, its patterns profound and mysterious.
Daoist Master Tinglan, clad in autumn yellow robes, stood amid the surging clouds. Today, she was not seated in the place of honor but stood to the side instead, slightly bowed and showing great respect. Instead, someone in a violet gold daoist robe was seated upon the main Dharma seat, carefully reading through a daoist manual.
He seemed very youthful, with eyes like stars, and slightly thin lips. His features were almost excessively perfect, like an immortal statue within a temple. Yet he possessed a bearing that surpassed the ordinary. He had simply lowered his head to read, yet it was impossible...
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