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... of them asked.
An elder with white hair and beard said, “After half a year of observation, the immortal mist of the Immortal Island weakens during dawn.”
They didn’t talk more, sat down with their legs crossed, and began to adjust their breathing.
Chu Xun’s eyes twinkled. It turned out that the immortal mist that covered the island would weaken at the beginning of the sun. When he was about to leave, he heard a man saying jokingly, “Brother Sha, does Baqi Palace of Fusang ...
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