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The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

I care not of my past and neither of my future. Conquering all heroes and foes while looking with disdain at the horrors of the Samsara, I yearn only for a life of thrilling wonders! History will repeat itself after many ages as the menace of the Great Calamity rises once more. Which will rise with triumph in the face of adversity; the Golden Form of the Great Buddha or the invincible Heavenly Taoist Form? Which will seize all glory amidst all struggles; The Buddha's Palms or the Seven Strokes of Heaven's Interception? From the sanctum of the Shaolin Temple, Meng Qi's adventures and struggles through the Samsara begin as we follow his climb to claim the title of "the Unrivaled and the Invincible One"!

Cuttlefish That Loves Diving · Eastern
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He Was Then Young Wearing Thin Spring Clothes

Editor: Larbre Studio

The wagon drew near.

Gao Lan wore a green thin robe and his face grew stubble beard. He was not a bit less handsome than his young age and became even more mature and manly. Without the emperor's dress and crown, he looked like an average man going out with his family driving the wagon by himself.

"Here I am, on a spring excursion, with apricot flowers blown full on my head."

The wagon stopped. Gao Lan jumped out of it and slowly opened the door behind. He gently took out a wooden plate written with:

"My beloved wife Yan Ran's Tomb… made by her husband Gao Lan."

He walked slowly toward the lake and placed the plate on a stone next to him. He stared at the center of the lake reflecting sunshine in which silver fish swam here and there.

"Come out," Gao Lan suddenly spoke. His voice was low but clear.