At only 25 years old, he got the second blow in his life.

And he dwelt in that city for a year at the foot of that mountain, and kept the spirit of the city for a year.

Prayer day and night.

During this year, the cultivation did not rise but fell.

Drops from the thirteenth floor of the interior to the ninth floor of the interior.

The man was also emaciated, so thin that a layer of old skin covered with dry bones.

Looks like he's going to die here. His heart, too

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