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In the early morning of late autumn, the mist had yet to dissipate entirely. Within Gailiu County town, wisps of smoke were already rising from hearths, and faintly, one could hear murmurs of voices.,Chopping wood, drawing water, preparing charcoal, transporting various iron ingots, wiping weapons, cleaning...,“Could it be true that the old man has always longed for ‘becoming an immortal through ordination’”。