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... tivation!

For mortals, it is a word full of wonder and splendor.

In their imaginations, immortal cultivators live in harmony with the world, sitting under luxuriant trees all day long, cleansing themselves in the clear streams, idly watching the clouds roll by in the sky, and quietly listening to the flowers blooming and withering in front of their doors.

On a whim, they may roam the North Sea in the morning and the Cangwu in the evening, leisurely visiting friends and di ...

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