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In the pitch-blackness where moonlight did not reach, three shadowy figures were indistinctly scattered.,Only a pointed head peeked out, with youthful face and silver hair. A Daoist Mixed Yuan sash was pressed against his full head of white strands.,Hearing the word “go out,” the emaciated monk seemed to have been fished out from the frigid North Sea, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.。