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On the summit of Ling Mountain, within a small temple capable of holding only one person, a long sigh echoed: “Fellow cultivators of the Taishang Dao, this matter has nothing to do with my Buddhist sect.” He then voluntarily released his golden lotus, allowing the Taiji diagram to examine his aura.,Miao Kong's face turned pale, he took out a Universe Pouch from his bosom. His expression gradually became sinister: "Put the talismans in, these artifacts are things this old man risked his life for… Forget it! Compared to the treasure, these are nothing, there are also life-saving pills... This old man's remaining fortune is yours. I can't give you these Daoist scriptures. If you truly have great fortune and fate... Stealing this old man's opportunity, how will you manage with your rapidly advancing cultivation",Miokong forced out a drop of essence blood, which transformed into a handful of five-colored silk crimson. On the brilliant silk crimson, various vicious curses were entwined.。