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In the Jing Zen Temple, the bead chain in the hands of Abbot Jingkong broke, and the beads fell in all directions, splashing out a clamor. Abbot Jingkong looked at the night sky, the stars in the sky flickered, he shook his head and sighed: "Ice Ling's out, the emperor's star moves. Mundane world, the wind rises." Two lifetimes of reincarnation, red dust tumbling. Across a thousand years of meeting, is fate or destiny? In fact, I don't need your oath of the sea, I want just this life we can snuggle up to the old.