Chapter 1: Laughingstock of the Sect Guangyuan Mountain Range, Grand Spirit Gate. A flock of slender White Cranes flew leisurely over the mountain peaks. From the misty mountain forest, the sound of the Spirit Awakening Bell echoed. On a flat area on the mountainside, a group of Daoists in Daoist Robes were practicing a palm technique....
Chapter 1: Laughingstock of the Sect Guangyuan Mountain Range, Grand Spirit Gate. A flock of slender White Cranes flew leisurely over the mountain peaks. From the misty mountain forest, the sound of the Spirit Awakening Bell echoed. On a flat area on the mountainside, a group of Daoists in Daoist Robes were practicing a palm technique. The middle-aged Daoist leading them had the hair at his temples meticulously tied back with a Daoist Cap. The movement of his hands and feet was as fluid as flowing water, giving onlookers an indescribable sense of comfort. As for the group of young Daoists behind him, they were far inferior, mostly just imitating the form without grasping the spirit. In the very last row of Daoists, a handsome young man with smiling eyes was meticulously practicing the Prof
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