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The Legend of Immortal Cultivation

Thunder roared as the divine images merged; the forbidden land trembled as the immortal mansion emerged! Where does the way of the immortals lie in the vast path of cultivation? The miracles of the gods are hidden, but for what reason? The heavens show no mercy, but humans have compassion; countless desires hinder eternal life's progression! Within, the worry-free scriptures are contemplated; externally, the heavenly thunder body is cultivated! Venturing alone through three continents and four seas; bravely battling demons, monsters, and all adversaries with ease! Holding the Five-Elements Wish-Fulfilling Staff in hand; sweeping away all demons to cleanse the land! Stepping on the Nine-Stars Dream-Chasing Sword; covering thousands of miles, mountains and rivers soared! Though unremarkable in appearance, amidst the mortal realm I reside; within, the universe's secrets I confide! The dragon's pulse stirs, the phoenix's blessings bestowed; the celestial path guides, the stars' expanse showed! The past sowed the seeds, the results now unfold; in the mysterious realm, destiny's threads are controlled! Cultivating the great path of Tao, comprehending Buddhist sutras; molding a demonic body, training magic soldiers! Condensing the essence of the sword, summoning divine souls; forcing gods and ghosts to yield, making demons and monsters cower in tolls! The thunder of heaven rolls, shocking the world with its might; the light of eternity silently traverses time, disappearing from sight! Escaping the Three Realms, wandering freely in delight; beyond the Five Elements, eternal life takes flight! This life, I only seek to be with you; together, forever, our bond will be true!

Xiao Duan The Talented Scholar · 東方
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Chapter 172: Martial Performance (Part 7)_1

When Zhang Xiaohu woke up in the morning, the first thing he saw was the magnified face of someone staring at him intently, eyes still crusty from sleep.

Startled and without taking a good look at who it was, Zhang Xiaohu hastily moved backward. After creating some distance, he realized it was his little brother, Zhang Xiaohua, supporting his chin with his hands, giving him an amused look. Zhang Xiaohu quickly touched his face and rubbed his eyes, asking, "Do I have something on my face?"

"Not on your face," Zhang Xiaohua laughed, "but there is something on your mouth."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaohu involuntarily touched his mouth and said bewilderedly, "How is that possible?"

Instead of answering his question directly, Zhang Xiaohua changed the subject, "Second Brother, what dreams were you having last night?"

"Dreams?" Zhang Xiaohu furrowed his brow, "I don't remember having any dreams."