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A wizened monk, towering and large like a small hill, sat motionless there.,Ouyang Rong scanned the three people with their peculiar attire again, no matter how he looked at them, he felt that they didn't look like those taking the postgraduate entrance examination. But he still couldn't help but mutter: "Aren't you going out",However, what was strange was that when Ou Yangrong slowly awoke, he found himself lying on his back on this cold and hard lotus pedestal beneath him.。

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