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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 · Oriental
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1411 Chs

Tasting Skills

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"Bang!" The door of the hut was pushed open and a thin young man entered. He wore a red robe that seemed to be dyed by blood. He swore. "What a lousy place! There's nothing here!"

Another man in a similar red robe had his back to the young man. He said, "Save your energy. We have to stay for another three months before we're rotated out. Anyway, there are many tribes nearby for you to play with. Isn't that better than the Head Altar?"

In front of the man, a terrified boy was tied to a wooden stake. There were silver pins all over his body that seemed to form a pattern.

The thin man glanced at his Senior Brother and explained. "All those tribal women are crude and uncivilized and can only be used as toys and containers. How can they be compared to the sisters in our sect? Unlike you, I'm not only interested in cultivations."