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  The huge head remained motionless, only the eyes flicked around flexibly.

   "Return to Master Uncle, I am in the empty nest monastery, away from the dust."

   Li Chen clasped his palms together to salute, and while bending over, a piece of spirit stone was stuffed under the merit book.

   This spirit stone was originally a reward from Zen Master Lonely.

   It is a real hard currency in the practice world.

   This scene cannot be hidden from the fat monk ...

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