Then Xu Qing opened his eyes as well. Like Mo Yang, a look of bewilderment crossed his face, and he too stared intently at the trees.
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Before long, Murong Xue and the Daoist Sect Saintess experienced the same thing. The few of them sat cross-legged for a long time, seeming faintly to have gained some insight, yet they captured nothing at all. That ethereal, mysterious sensation flashed past in an instant; trying to attain true comprehension from it was undoubtedly extremely difficult.
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