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If it's not the Chen Dynasty, then what is it?
Liang Xiao didn't know and was very curious.
Wuhua smiled faintly and said, "The poor monk doesn't know either and is just waiting to see."
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Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
Liang Xiao's life had returned to normal.
The mobilization had already been carried out, but the war had not yet arrived.
Everything quietly passed in a state of calm yet not calm.
Guo Bei was under martial law, forbidding entry and exit, which caused unrest among the surrounding areas, but it quickly returned to silence.
The rituals had become routine, and although the offerings were abundant and the expenses were vast, with the foundation of the Guo Bei Academy, they could fully support it, and the common people had no complaints.
Just like that, forty-nine days passed, and it was the thirty-third day.
Mount Jilei, Mingxiao Taoist Temple!
Before the Mana Altar, Xu Yang opened his eyes.
"It's here!!!"
