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When the four-wheeled sun rose over the clouds, the food was finally ready, and even the tired apprentices had smiles on their faces.,When the sun was high in the sky, and the sound of hammering 'clanging' could faintly be heard from the front yard, the apprentices finally got their breakfast and had a short break.,“What if, no, Master Dao, I truly have the chance to ascend to immortality”。