The next morning.

Before dawn, everyone had already gathered in the courtyard of the Taoist temple.

To know.

Normally, the old monks and their few people came to the mountain to start packing up after the sun was out.

It was really the first time for them to come to the Taoist temple so early.

Looking at the still blazing stove, Uncle Zhang's eyes seemed to have a trace of expectation:

"Old man, I've lived for so long, and I really haven't seen the time when this Taoist elixir was born

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