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A wizened monk, towering and large like a small hill, sat motionless there.,Soon, Ou Yang Rong climbed up halfway with rainwater on his head. At this time, he could reach out and touch the rock at the well mouth, and suddenly a familiar sandalwood scent wafted into his nose.,Actually, the question was about “with waves and no mountains submerged...with fierce winds that ruin everything,” but, forget it...。