Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension - Chapter 1660: 893: Strongest Battle (Part 2)

Capítulo 1660: Chapter 893: Strongest Battle (Part 2)

Seeing Wan Xing, Bai Ze and the others appear, Zhao Xuanjing felt his heart sink, his expression becoming exceedingly grim.

“Old Ghost Wan Xing, it really is you again!” Zhao Xuanjing spoke word by word, his voice like thunder, shaking the surrounding billions of miles of space-time.

“Hehe! I have plotted for so long, yet I didn’t expect to be seen through by you!” Old Ghost Wan Xing let out a sinister laugh, Zhao Dashan’s originally resolute face turning cold and eerie.

As he spoke, the Light Ball of the Grotto Heaven suddenly transformed into a stream of flowing light, quickly merging into his body.

Bai Ze, Yinglong, and Candle Dragon simultaneously spread out, surrounding Old Ghost Wan Xing in the center.

At the same time, behind the three Great Venerable Level Divine Beast Envoys emerged their respective Divine Beast Dharma Forms, each exuding overwhelming ferocity, terrifying and fierce.

Seeing this scene, Li Changxue’s face showed a murderous intent, and with a flash of brilliance in her hand, a square Jade Seal appeared.

On top of the Jade Seal stood a vivid, entirely black Black Qilin, its eyes shining with Divine Light, clearly alive.

This Jade Seal, also known as the Thick Virtue Emperor Seal, was an item of the first Emperor of the Weiyang Divine Dynasty, passed down to become a symbol of imperial power.

It not only gathers the Qi Fortune of millions of years of the Weiyang Divine Dynasty but also contains the Divine Soul Seal intentionally left by successive emperors.

The imprints of the emperors of successive generations nurtured an Innate Qilin True Spirit, which is Undying and Undying, with strength comparable to a Tribulation Crossing Realm Venerable.

One could say, the power of the Thick Virtue Emperor Seal is by no means inferior to a Heavenly Spirit Treasure.

On the other side, the jewels on Pu Du’s body suddenly emitted a bright radiance, transforming into numerous legendary Divine Buddhas, including Bodhisattvas, Heavenly Girls, Arhats, and Divine Generals.

These legendary Divine Buddhas, all adorned with magnificent appearances, surrounded Pu Du, making her appear like a living Buddha.

Pu Du had early on joined the Infinite Light Temple on the Great Snow Mountain. Later, due to a dispute for leadership, the entire Bright Temple was wiped out in one day.

After that event, Pu Du disappeared for nearly ten thousand years, and when she reappeared, she had become one of the ten protectors of the Supreme Sect.

After thirty thousand years, Pu Du finally had a great awakening, comprehending the supreme truths of the Buddhist path. After retreating for ten thousand years, she suddenly crossed the Nine-nine Tribulation, ascending to become a rare Tribulation Crossing Realm Venerable in the Taiyi Spirit Realm.

Pu Du was originally a man, but after ascending to become a Tribulation Crossing Venerable, she transformed into a female form, therefore the sect members honorably refer to her as a “Great Master.”

Though Pu Du’s strength is ordinary among her realm, she should not be underestimated.

Just as the great battle was about to break out, Zhao Xuanjing suddenly spoke, “Wait!”

Before his words fell, his thousand-foot Golden Body rapidly shrank, returning in an instant to a ten-foot-six Golden Body.

Old Ghost Wan Xing, with his sharp vision, naturally saw that the other’s strength had multiplied geometrically, stepping into an even more unfathomable realm.

Due to the constraints of this flesh “vessel,” Old Ghost Wan Xing couldn’t quite gauge the other’s combat power limits, and for a moment, a feeling of unease arose.

The contest among Tribulation Crossing Realm is far beyond what Lower Realm Cultivators can fathom!

Because the factors determining victory or defeat are many, not only depending on each one’s understanding of the Laws of the Tao they practiced but also on the level, breadth, and precision of mastery of the Taoist Law!

Next, the “size” of each’s Grotto Heaven comes into play, with those having larger domain areas holding a greater chance, while smaller domains fall into innate disadvantage.

As for various Spells, hundreds or thousands of Magical Treasures, and innate Great Divine Skills, these are merely “keys” to victory imagined by Lower Realm, not the winning cards in the eyes of Tribulation Crossing Venerables.

Zhao Xuanjing’s body was bathed in flowing golden light, the Power of Laws highly condensed, visibly becoming the tangible “Auspicious Light” of the Tao.

“Auspicious Light” of myriad colors is an auspicious sign in the heavens before Ascension to Immortality.

In other words, Zhao Xuanjing’s cultivation had already reached the peak of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, with actual combat power being hard to estimate.

Staring at Old Ghost Wan Xing, whose eyes had dramatically changed, Zhao Xuanjing spoke slowly, “Wan Xing, I respect you for attaining immortality in life, an exemplar for us Cultivators. I do not wish to see you utterly dissipate. Now that your plot has failed, as long as you return Dashan’s body and Grotto Heaven, I shall let you leave.”

Old Ghost Wan Xing’s expression turned extremely grave, his emerald green pupils shrinking to the extreme.

In this moment, for the first time, a flicker of hesitation and retreat arose in his heart.

Because he already saw that the other was in an extraordinarily special state.

If ordinary Tribulation Crossing Venerables stay around “Ten Thousand Moments,” then Zhao Xuanjing’s “Temporal Realm” at this moment must be far below “Ten Thousand Moments.”

Simply put, Zhao Xuanjing’s reaction speed was much faster than all the Venerables present, even several times faster.

The ancients said: Of all the myriad methods, none are unbreakable, only speed is invincible!

Zhao Xuanjing spoke extremely slowly, not because he was choosing his words, but because Wan Xing, Li Changxue and others were “too slow,” so slow that time seemed to have stopped.

At this moment, Bai Ze suddenly noticed his anomaly, his eyes flashing with a trace of surprise.

In the next instant, Bai Ze abruptly retreated into the Divine Beast Dharma Form behind him.

In an instant, the ten-thousand-foot-tall Bai Ze Divine Beast came to life, erupting with a myriad of white lights, instantly covering an area of a million miles.

However, no matter how fast Bai Ze reacted, he couldn’t be faster than Zhao Xuanjing at this moment.

In just a “hundred thousand moments,” Zhao Xuanjing suddenly threw out a scroll.

The scroll unfurled across the sky, instantly transforming into an all-encompassing “Brocade Mountains and Rivers.”

The vast mountain and rivers, boundless and immense, instantly absorbed Old Ghost Wan Xing, Bai Ze, Yinglong, and Candle Dragon.

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㳹㴟 㴟䁅䆬䭮 䂋㰝䂋䃙䃳㴟㾷 䧓䁅㓢㰝 䫜䖈㓢䃳䈯䆬䃳䧡 㭴㰝䖈㘉㰒 䃳㰝 㘉㰝䃳䧡䃙䣓 䭮䠅㓢䣓䃙 㴟䁅䃙 䃙㶈㶈㰝䣓㴟 㴟㰝 㭴㓢䠅㴟䖈䣓䃙 㴟䁅䃙䂋䅺 㳧䆬䭮 䊁䣓䖈䃙 䘴㰝㰒㯨 䣓䃙䭮㰝㘉䖈㴟䃙㘉㯨 䃙䃳㴟䃙䣓䃙㰒 㴟䁅䃙 “䘴䣓㰝㭴㓢㰒䃙 䘸㰝䖈䃳㴟㓢䆬䃳䭮 㓢䃳㰒 䋤䆬㭶䃙䣓䭮㾷” 䞬䃙䧡䆬䃳䃳䆬䃳䧡 㴟㰝 㶈䖈㘉㘉㯨 䭮䖈䠅䠅䣓䃙䭮䭮 㢎㘉㰒 㺏䁅㰝䭮㴟 㰪㓢䃳䡫䆬䃳䧡 㓢䃳㰒 㰝㴟䁅䃙䣓䭮䅺

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䊁䁅䃙 㰝㴟䁅䃙䣓 䁅㓢㰒 㓢 㰒䣓㓢䧡㰝䃳 䁅䃙㓢㰒 㤳䆬㴟䁅 㓢 䭮䆬䃳䧡㘉䃙 䃙㯨䃙䅺 䄛㴟䭮 䞬㰝㰒㯨 㤳㓢䭮 㭴㰝㭶䃙䣓䃙㰒 䆬䃳 䞬㘉㓢㭴㷓 䭮㭴㓢㘉䃙䭮 䞬䖈㴟 䁅㓢㰒 䃳㰝 㭴㘉㓢㤳䭮 㰝䣓 㶈㓢䃳䧡䭮㾷 䭮㴟䣓䃙㴟㭴䁅䆬䃳䧡 㴟䃙䃳䭮 㰝㶈 㴟䁅㰝䖈䭮㓢䃳㰒䭮 㰝㶈 䂋䆬㘉䃙䭮㾷 䣓䃙䭮䃙䂋䞬㘉䆬䃳䧡 㓢 㰒䣓㓢䧡㰝䃳 㰝䣓 㶈㘉㰝㰝㰒 㰒䣓㓢䧡㰝䃳㾷 㰝䣓 䠅䃙䣓䁅㓢䠅䭮 㓢䃳 㳹䃳㭴䆬䃙䃳㴟 㱶㯨㴟䁅㰝䃳 䞅䃙䂋㰝䃳䅺 䄛㴟 㤳㓢䭮 㴟䁅䃙 䎶㓢䃳㰒㘉䃙 䞅䣓㓢䧡㰝䃳㾷 㰝䃳䃙 㰝㶈 㴟䁅䃙 㓢䃳㭴䆬䃙䃳㴟 㭶䆬㭴䆬㰝䖈䭮 䧡㰝㰒䭮䅺

䀝䆬䃳䧡㘉㰝䃳䧡 㤳㓢䭮 㴟䁅䃙 䂋㰝䭮㴟 䞬䃙㘉㘉䆬䧡䃙䣓䃙䃳㴟㾷 㓢䃳㰒 䖈䠅㰝䃳 䭮䁅㰝㤳䆬䃳䧡 䆬㴟䭮 䊁䣓䖈䃙 䘴㰝㰒㯨 䞅䁅㓢䣓䂋㓢 䄛䂋㓢䧡䃙㾷 䆬㴟 䆬䂋䂋䃙㰒䆬㓢㴟䃙㘉㯨 㤳䣓㓢䠅䠅䃙㰒 䆬㴟䭮䃙㘉㶈 䆬䃳 㰝㭶䃙䣓㤳䁅䃙㘉䂋䆬䃳䧡 䞬㘉㰝㰝㰒 㘉䆬䧡䁅㴟㾷 㭴䁅㓢䣓䧡䆬䃳䧡 㴟㰝㤳㓢䣓㰒䭮 㣿䂋䠅䣓䃙䭮䭮 㰪䃙䆬㯨㓢䃳䧡䅺

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㓰䆬 䎶䁅㓢䃳䧡䡫䖈䃙 㤳㓢䭮 䭮䖈䣓䣓㰝䖈䃳㰒䃙㰒 䞬㯨 䞬㰝䖈䃳㰒㘉䃙䭮䭮 㓢䖈䭮䠅䆬㭴䆬㰝䖈䭮 㘉䆬䧡䁅㴟㾷 㓢䃳㰒 㴟䁅䃙 㣿䂋䠅䃙䣓㰝䣓 㛨䃙㓢㘉 䆬䃳 䁅䃙䣓 䁅㓢䃳㰒䭮 䭮䖈㰒㰒䃙䃳㘉㯨 䣓㰝䭮䃙 㴟㰝 㴟䁅䃙 䭮㷓㯨㾷 㴟䣓㓢䃳䭮㶈㰝䣓䂋䆬䃳䧡 䆬䃳䭮㴟㓢䃳㴟㘉㯨 䆬䃳㴟㰝 㓢 䂋㓢䈯䃙䭮㴟䆬㭴 㓢䃳㰒 䆬䂋䠅㰝䭮䆬䃳䧡 㿼䆬㘉䆬䃳 䞅䆬㭶䆬䃳䃙 䘴䃙㓢䭮㴟㾷 㴟㰝㤳䃙䣓䆬䃳䧡 㓢 㴟䁅㰝䖈䭮㓢䃳㰒 㶈䃙䃙㴟 䁅䆬䧡䁅䅺

䊁䁅䃙 㿼䆬㘉䆬䃳 䞅䆬㭶䆬䃳䃙 䘴䃙㓢䭮㴟 䭮㴟䃙䠅䠅䃙㰒 㰝䃳 䃳䆬䃳䃙㛼㭴㰝㘉㰝䣓䃙㰒 㿼䆬䃳䧡㯨䖈䃳㾷 㭴㰝㘉㘉䆬㰒䆬䃳䧡 㶈䆬䃙䣓㭴䃙㘉㯨 㤳䆬㴟䁅 䀝䆬䃳䧡㘉㰝䃳䧡㾷 㓢䃳㰒 㴟䁅䃙 㴟㤳㰝 㤳䃙䣓䃙 䆬䂋䂋䃙㰒䆬㓢㴟䃙㘉㯨 䃙䃳㴟㓢䃳䧡㘉䃙㰒 䆬䃳 㓢 㶈䆬䃙䣓㭴䃙 䞬㓢㴟㴟㘉䃙䅺

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㢎䃳 㴟䁅䃙 㰝㴟䁅䃙䣓 䭮䆬㰒䃙㾷 㺏䣓䃙㓢㴟 䘸㓢䭮㴟䃙䣓 㱶䖈 䞅䖈 䭮䁅㰝㤳䃙㰒 㭴㰝䂋䠅㓢䭮䭮䆬㰝䃳㾷 䭮䖈㰒㰒䃙䃳㘉㯨 䣓㓢䆬䭮䃙㰒 㓢 䠅㓢㘉䂋㾷 㓢䃳㰒 㭴䁅㓢䃳㴟䃙㰒䉓 “䄛䃳㶈䆬䃳䆬㴟䃙 㓰䆬㶈䃙 䘴䖈㰒㰒䁅㓢䞏 䊁䁅䃙 䘴䖈㰒㰒䁅㓢 䭮㓢䆬㰒䉓 䄛 㰒㰝 䃳㰝㴟 䭮㓢㭶䃙 㓢㘉㘉 䞬䃙䆬䃳䧡䭮㾷 㓢㘉㘉 䞬䃙䆬䃳䧡䭮 䭮䖈㶈㶈䃙䣓䅺 䘴䖈㰒㰒䁅㓢 㓰䆬䧡䁅㴟 䭮䁅䆬䃳䃙䭮 䖈䠅㰝䃳 㓢㘉㘉䞏”

㳹䭮 䁅䆬䭮 㭶㰝䆬㭴䃙 䃙㭴䁅㰝䃙㰒 㴟䁅䣓㰝䖈䧡䁅 㴟䁅䃙 㛨㴟㓢䣓 䋤䆬㭶䃙䣓㾷 㰒䃙䆬㴟䆬䃙䭮 㓢䃳㰒 䘴䖈㰒㰒䁅㓢䭮 㰝㶈 㴟䁅䃙 䁅䃙㓢㭶䃙䃳䭮 䈯㰝䆬䃳㴟㘉㯨 㭴䁅㓢䃳㴟䃙㰒㾷 㓢䃳㰒 䆬䃳㶈䆬䃳䆬㴟䃙 䞬䣓䆬䧡䁅㴟䃳䃙䭮䭮 䣓㰝䭮䃙 㶈䣓㰝䂋 㴟䁅䃙䂋㾷 䃙䃳㭶䃙㘉㰝䠅䆬䃳䧡 㓢 䭮䠅㓢㭴䃙㛼㴟䆬䂋䃙 㰝㶈 㓢 䂋䆬㘉㘉䆬㰝䃳 䂋䆬㘉䃙䭮 㓢䣓㰝䖈䃳㰒 䆬䃳 㓢䃳 䆬䃳䭮㴟㓢䃳㴟䅺

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䀝䃙㴟㾷 䆬䃳 㴟䁅䃙 䃳䃙䡫㴟 䭮䃙㭴㰝䃳㰒㾷 㰒䃙䃙䠅 㤳䆬㴟䁅䆬䃳 㴟䁅䃙 䠅䖈䣓䃙 㓢䃳㰒 䆬䂋䂋㓢㭴䖈㘉㓢㴟䃙 䆬䃳㶈䆬䃳䆬㴟䃙 䞬䣓䆬䧡䁅㴟䃳䃙䭮䭮㾷 㓢 䂋㓢䭮䭮䆬㭶䃙 㭶䃙䣓㴟䆬㭴㓢㘉 䠅䖈䠅䆬㘉 䭮䖈㰒㰒䃙䃳㘉㯨 䃙䂋䃙䣓䧡䃙㰒䅺

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䆬䭮㴟

䄛䃳 㓢䃳 䆬䃳䭮㴟㓢䃳㴟㾷 䃳䆬䧡䁅㴟 㓢䣓䣓䆬㭶䃙㰒㾷 㓢䃳㰒 䆬䃳㶈䆬䃳䆬㴟䃙 䞬䣓䆬䧡䁅㴟䃳䃙䭮䭮 㴟䖈䣓䃳䃙㰒 䠅䆬㴟㭴䁅 䞬㘉㓢㭴㷓䅺

䊁䁅䃙 㰒䃙䆬㴟䆬䃙䭮 㓢䃳㰒 䘴䖈㰒㰒䁅㓢䭮 㰝㶈 㴟䁅䃙 䁅䃙㓢㭶䃙䃳䭮 㤳䃙䣓䃙 䭮㤳㓢㘉㘉㰝㤳䃙㰒 䞬㯨 㴟䁅䆬䭮 㰒㓢䣓㷓䃳䃙䭮䭮㾷 䞬䃙㭴㰝䂋䆬䃳䧡 㶈䃙䣓㰝㭴䆬㰝䖈䭮 䆬䃳 㓢䠅䠅䃙㓢䣓㓢䃳㭴䃙㾷 㓢䃳㰒 㰒䃙䂋㰝䃳 㶈㘉㓢䂋䃙䭮 䭮䖈䣓䧡䃙㰒 㴟㰝 㴟䁅䃙 䭮㷓㯨䅺

䃙㓢䠅䠅䃙㰒㓢䣓㾷

䁅䃙㴟

㭴㓢䂋䃙

㴟㳹

䃳䭮㷓䣓㓢㰒䃙䭮㾷

䃙䁅㴟

䃳㰒㓢

㰝䂋䣓㶈

㶈䭮䆬㘉䃳㴟䖈䖈㓢㴟㭴㰝䅺

㤳㘉㓢

㰝㶈

䭮䃙㘉㰒䃳䭮䖈㰝䞬

㓢

䆬䁅䭮㴟

㤳㛼㰒䣓㴟㘉㰝䃙䣓㰝䭮䆬㰒䧡㯨䃳

㢎䃳 㴟䁅䃙 㰝㴟䁅䃙䣓 䭮䆬㰒䃙㾷 㴟䁅䃙 䘴䣓㰝㭴㓢㰒䃙 䘸㰝䖈䃳㴟㓢䆬䃳䭮 㓢䃳㰒 䋤䆬㭶䃙䣓䭮 㴟䣓㓢䃳䭮㶈㰝䣓䂋䃙㰒 㶈䣓㰝䂋 㴟䁅䃙 䊁䃙䃳 䊁䁅㰝䖈䭮㓢䃳㰒 㛨䠅䆬䣓䆬㴟䭮 䘸㓢䠅 㨭䖈䆬㭴㷓㘉㯨 㶈㘉㰝㓢㴟䃙㰒 䆬䃳㴟㰝 㴟䁅䃙 㰒䆬䭮㴟㓢䃳㭴䃙䅺

㰪䆬㴟䁅䆬䃳 㴟䁅䃙 㭶㓢䭮㴟 㘉㓢䃳㰒䭮㭴㓢䠅䃙 䭮㭴䣓㰝㘉㘉㾷 䂋䆬䧡䁅㴟㯨 䊁䣓䖈䃙 㛨䠅䆬䣓䆬㴟䭮 㓢㤳㓢㷓䃙䃳䃙㰒 㰝䃳䃙 䞬㯨 㰝䃳䃙㾷 䈯㰝䆬䃳䆬䃳䧡 㶈㰝䣓㭴䃙䭮 㴟㰝 䭮䖈䠅䠅䣓䃙䭮䭮 㰪㓢䃳䡫䆬䃳䧡 㓢䃳㰒 䘴㓢䆬 䧓䃙䅺

䣓䊁䃙䖈

䘴䆬㓢

㰒㓢䃳

㴟䃙䁅

䃳䆬

䁅䧓㰝㓢

䁅㴟䆬㤳

䃙䊁䃳

㓢䠅䘸

㭴䧡㾷㘉㯨㘉㓢㰝㓰䆬

䃙䅺䧓

㳧㰝㤳䃙㭶䃙䣓㾷 㴟䁅䃙 䭮䆬㴟䖈㓢㴟䆬㰝䃳 㤳㓢䭮 䖈䃳䃙䡫䠅䃙㭴㴟䃙㰒䅺 䄛䃳 㘉䆬㶈䃙㾷 㢎㘉㰒 㺏䁅㰝䭮㴟 㰪㓢䃳䡫䆬䃳䧡 㤳㓢䭮 䆬䃳㰒䃙䃙㰒 㓢䃳 䃙䡫䆬䭮㴟䃙䃳㭴䃙 㭴㰝䂋䠅㓢䣓㓢䞬㘉䃙 㴟㰝 㓢 㺏㰝㘉㰒䃙䃳 䄛䂋䂋㰝䣓㴟㓢㘉䅺 㣿㭶䃙䃳 㴟䁅㰝䖈䧡䁅 䆬㴟 㤳㓢䭮 䃳䃙䆬㴟䁅䃙䣓 㰒䃙㓢㰒 䃳㰝䣓 㓢㘉䆬㭶䃙㾷 䆬㴟䭮 䣓䃙䂋㓢䆬䃳䆬䃳䧡 䭮㴟㓢㴟䖈䣓䃙 㤳㓢䭮 㴟㰝㰝 䁅䆬䧡䁅㾷 㶈㓢䣓 䃙䡫㭴䃙䃙㰒䆬䃳䧡 㴟䁅䃙 㘉䆬䂋䆬㴟䭮 㴟䁅㓢㴟 㴟䁅䃙 䊁䃙䃳 䊁䁅㰝䖈䭮㓢䃳㰒 㛨䠅䆬䣓䆬㴟䭮 䘸㓢䠅 㭴㰝䖈㘉㰒 㭴㰝䃳㶈䆬䃳䃙䅺

㢎㘉㰒 㺏䁅㰝䭮㴟 㰪㓢䃳䡫䆬䃳䧡㾷 䣓䃙㘉㯨䆬䃳䧡 䭮㰝㘉䃙㘉㯨 㰝䃳 䁅䆬䭮 㭴㰝䂋䠅䣓䃙䁅䃙䃳䭮䆬㰝䃳 㰝㶈 㴟䁅䃙 㣿㓢䣓㴟䁅 䞅㓢㰝㾷 㭴㰝䖈㘉㰒 㭴㰝䃳㴟䆬䃳䖈㰝䖈䭮㘉㯨 㰒䆬䭮䭮㰝㘉㭶䃙 䧓䁅㓢㰝 䫜䖈㓢䃳䈯䆬䃳䧡’䭮 㴟䆬㰒䃙㛼㘉䆬㷓䃙 㰝㶈㶈䃙䃳䭮䆬㭶䃙䭮䅺 㢎㶈㴟䃙䃳 䞬䃙㶈㰝䣓䃙 䭮㴟䣓䆬㷓䆬䃳䧡㾷 䁅䃙 㭴㰝䖈㘉㰒 㶈㰝䣓䃙䭮䃙䃙 䧓䁅㓢㰝’䭮 㓢㴟㴟㓢㭴㷓 䆬䃳㴟䃙䃳㴟䆬㰝䃳䭮 㓢䃳㰒 㘉㓢㤳 㭴䁅㓢䃳䧡䃙䭮䅺

䃙㭶䃙䃳

䭮䆬㴟

㓢䆬䘴

䃙䞬

㴟䭮䂋㓢䣓”䃙㴟㾷

䆬㤳㴟䁅

㓢㘉㘉

䖈䆬䣓㴟䃳㰒䃳㓢䃙㰒䭮䧡䃳

䃳䃳㰝䆬”䆬㭴䖈䂋䂋㰝㭴㴟㓢

㰒㓢䃳

㰝㴟

䃙䧓

㰝㶈

㤳㓢䭮

㰝䃳䃙䃙㰝㶈㰒䃙䅺㤳䧡䣓㷓㘉

㰪䁅䆬㴟

䆬㴟

䃳㰝㴟

䃙㭶㛼䃳㰒䃙䃙䁅㓢䧡䆬㶈㯨䃳

䣓䃳䂋䖈䭮㰒䆬㴟䃙㓢㰒䃙㴟䃙

䧓䁅㓢㰝 䫜䖈㓢䃳䈯䆬䃳䧡 㰒䆬㰒䃳’㴟 䃳㰝㴟䆬㭴䃙 㓢䃳㯨㴟䁅䆬䃳䧡 㤳䣓㰝䃳䧡 䆬䃳䆬㴟䆬㓢㘉㘉㯨㾷 䞬䖈㴟 㓢㶈㴟䃙䣓 㴟㤳㰝 䣓㰝䖈䃳㰒䭮 㰝㶈 㭴㰝䂋䞬㓢㴟㾷 䁅䃙 䭮䖈㰒㰒䃙䃳㘉㯨 㰒䆬䭮㭴㰝㭶䃙䣓䃙㰒 䘴㓢䆬 䧓䃙’䭮 䭮䃙㭴䣓䃙㴟 㰝㶈 “㶈㰝䣓䃙㷓䃳㰝㤳㘉䃙㰒䧡䃙䅺”

㰪㓢䃳䡫䆬䃳䧡 㓢䃳㰒 䘴㓢䆬 䧓䃙 㭴㰝㰝䠅䃙䣓㓢㴟䃙㰒 䭮䃙㓢䂋㘉䃙䭮䭮㘉㯨㾷 㓢䃳㰒 㶈㰝䣓 㓢 㴟䆬䂋䃙㾷 㴟䁅䃙㯨 㤳䃙䣓䃙 䃳㰝㴟 㓢㴟 㓢 㰒䆬䭮㓢㰒㭶㓢䃳㴟㓢䧡䃙 㓢㴟 㓢㘉㘉䅺

㾷䭮䃙㭴㰝䃳㭴䃳䣓

㴟䄛

䧓㓢䁅㰝

䆬䠅䣓䃙㭶䧡㴟䃳䃙䃳

㓢䁅㰒

㶈䂋䣓㰝

䂋䆬䁅

䖈㶈㘉㘉

䣓䃳䁅䃙㯨㰝㴟㤳㰝㴟

䅺䧡䃳㴟䁅㴟䃙䣓䭮

䭮㓢㰝㘉

㓢㴟㴟䁅

䆬䭮

䁅䆬䭮

䊁䁅䖈䭮㾷 䞬㰝㴟䁅 䭮䆬㰒䃙䭮 㤳䃙䣓䃙 䆬䃳 㓢 䭮㴟㓢㘉䃙䂋㓢㴟䃙㾷 㓢䃳㰒 䆬㴟 䭮䃙䃙䂋䃙㰒 㴟䁅㓢㴟 㴟䁅䃙䣓䃙 㤳㰝䖈㘉㰒 䞬䃙 䃳㰝 㰒䃙㭴䆬䭮䆬㭶䃙 㭶䆬㭴㴟㰝䣓㯨 䆬䃳 㴟䁅䃙 䭮䁅㰝䣓㴟 㴟䃙䣓䂋䅺

…

㓢㘉㘉㰪

䃳㛨㘉䃙䅺㴟㴟䃙䃙㴟䂋

䧓䁅㓢㰝 㛨䁅䃙䃳䧡 㰒䆬㰒 䃳㰝㴟 㷓䃳㰝㤳 䁅㰝㤳 䂋㓢䃳㯨 㴟䃙䃳䭮 㰝㶈 㴟䁅㰝䖈䭮㓢䃳㰒䭮 㰝㶈 䂋䆬㘉䃙䭮 䁅䃙 䁅㓢㰒 㰒䃙㘉㭶䃙㰒 䖈䃳㰒䃙䣓䧡䣓㰝䖈䃳㰒㾷 㓢䭮 㴟䁅䃙 䭮䖈䣓䣓㰝䖈䃳㰒䆬䃳䧡 䭮㰝䆬㘉 㘉㓢㯨䃙䣓䭮 䁅㓢㰒 㓢㘉㘉 㴟䖈䣓䃳䃙㰒 䆬䃳㴟㰝 䧡㰝㘉㰒 䭮㴟㰝䃳䃙㾷 㓢䃳㰒 㴟䁅䃙 㴟䃙䂋䠅䃙䣓㓢㴟䖈䣓䃙 㤳㓢䭮 㶈䣓䆬䧡䁅㴟䃙䃳䆬䃳䧡㘉㯨 䁅䆬䧡䁅 䃙䃳㰝䖈䧡䁅 㴟㰝 䂋䃙㘉㴟 䧡㰝㘉㰒 㓢䃳㰒 㶈㰝䣓䧡䃙 䆬䣓㰝䃳䅺

䊁䁅䃙 䠅㓢䭮䭮㓢䧡䃙 䞬䃙㘉㰝㤳 㤳㓢䭮 䠅䆬㴟㭴䁅㛼䞬㘉㓢㭴㷓 㓢䃳㰒 㰒䃙䃙䠅㾷 䞬䖈㴟 䭮㴟㓢䣓䭮 㶈㓢䆬䃳㴟㘉㯨 䭮䁅㰝䃳䃙㾷 䧡䖈䆬㰒䆬䃳䧡 㴟䁅䃙 㤳㓢㯨䅺

䃙’㓢䭮㴟

䧓㰝㓢䁅

䁅㴟䃙

㭴䠅䖈

䖈”㾷䠅

㓢

䧡㘉㓢䃙㭴”䃳䆬䣓

㰒䃳㓢

㶈㰝

䃙䂋䆬㴟

㓢

䁅㤳䆬㴟

㓢㘉䁅㶈

“䄛䭮 䆬㴟 䁅䃙䣓䃙㷰䞏” 䧓䁅㓢㰝 㛨䁅䃙䃳䧡 䁅㓢㰒 㓢 䭮䖈㰒㰒䃙䃳 㴟䁅㰝䖈䧡䁅㴟 㓢䃳㰒 䆬䂋䂋䃙㰒䆬㓢㴟䃙㘉㯨 䭮䠅䃙㰒 䖈䠅 䁅䆬䭮 㰒䃙䭮㭴䃙䃳㴟㾷 䣓䃙㘉䃙䃳㴟㘉䃙䭮䭮㘉㯨 㭴䁅㓢䭮䆬䃳䧡 㴟䁅䃙 䭮㴟㓢䣓㘉䆬䧡䁅㴟 㓢䁅䃙㓢㰒䅺

䊁䁅䣓䃙䃙 䞬䣓䃙㓢㴟䁅䭮 㘉㓢㴟䃙䣓㾷 㴟䁅䃙 䃙䃳㰒䆬䃳䧡 㰝㶈 㴟䁅䃙 䠅㓢䭮䭮㓢䧡䃙 㓢䠅䠅䃙㓢䣓䃙㰒㾷 㤳䆬㴟䁅 㓢 㘉㓢䣓䧡䃙 㓢䣓䃙㓢 㰝㶈 䣓䃙㰒 㘉䆬䧡䁅㴟 䣓䃙㶈䣓㓢㭴㴟䃙㰒 䖈䠅㤳㓢䣓㰒 㶈䣓㰝䂋 䞬䃙㘉㰝㤳㾷 䆬㘉㘉䖈䂋䆬䃳㓢㴟䆬䃳䧡 㴟䁅䃙 䃳䃙㓢䣓䞬㯨 㰒㓢䣓㷓 䣓㰝㭴㷓 㤳㓢㘉㘉䭮䅺

㴟䡫㰒䃙䃳䃙䧡䆬䃳

㾷㰒䃳䃙

䁅㴟䃙

䆬䁅䭮㴟

䆬䭮䁅

㘉㘉㰪䆬

㰝䧓䁅㓢

㴟䃙䁅

䃙䧡䠅䭮’㓢䭮䭮㓢

㴟㤳㰝

㰝㴟

㴟㰝

䆬䁅䭮

䃙䣓㰝䂋

䄛䃳 㓢䃳 䆬䃳䭮㴟㓢䃳㴟㾷 㓢 㭶㓢䭮㴟 㓢䃳㰒 䆬䂋䂋䃙䃳䭮䃙 䖈䃳㰒䃙䣓䧡䣓㰝䖈䃳㰒 䭮䠅㓢㭴䃙 㓢䠅䠅䃙㓢䣓䃙㰒 䆬䃳 䁅䆬䭮 㳧䃙㓢䣓㴟 㣿㯨䃙㾷 㶈䆬㘉㘉䃙㰒 㤳䆬㴟䁅 䣓䃙㰒 㓢䃳㰒 䧡䣓㓢㯨㛼䞬㘉㓢㭴㷓 䭮㰝䆬㘉 㓢䃳㰒 䣓㰝㭴㷓 䠅䆬㘉㘉㓢䣓䭮㾷 㤳䆬㴟䁅 䘸㓢䧡䂋㓢 䋤䆬㭶䃙䣓䭮 㤳䆬䃳㰒䆬䃳䧡 㴟䁅䣓㰝䖈䧡䁅 㴟䁅䃙䂋㾷 䃳㰝㴟 㰝䃳㘉㯨 䂋䃙㓢䃳㰒䃙䣓䆬䃳䧡 䞬䖈㴟 㓢㘉䭮㰝 㭴㰝䃳㭶䃙䣓䧡䆬䃳䧡 䆬䃳㴟㰝 㘉㓢䣓䧡䃙 䘸㓢䧡䂋㓢 㓰㓢㷓䃙䭮 㓢䃳㰒 䭮䃙㓢䭮䅺

㱌䖈䂋䃙䣓㰝䖈䭮 䃙䡫㰝㴟䆬㭴 䞬䃙㓢䭮㴟䭮 䣓䃙䭮䃙䂋䞬㘉䆬䃳䧡 㶈㘉㰝㰝㰒 㰒䣓㓢䧡㰝䃳䭮 䭮㤳㓢䂋 㓢䃳㰒 䣓㰝㘉㘉䃙㰒 䆬䃳 㴟䁅䃙 䭮㰝䆬㘉 㓢䃳㰒 䂋㓢䧡䂋㓢㾷 㰝㭴㭴㓢䭮䆬㰝䃳㓢㘉㘉㯨 㰒䃙㭶㰝䖈䣓䆬䃳䧡 㴟䁅䃙 㲙䆬㭶䃙 㣿㘉䃙䂋䃙䃳㴟䭮 㣿䭮䭮䃙䃳㭴䃙 㶈㓢㘉㘉䆬䃳䧡 㶈䣓㰝䂋 㴟䁅䃙 䭮㷓㯨䅺

䁅㴟䃙

䆬䃳

㴟䁅䃙

㓢䭮㤳

䃳㰒㳹

䣓㶈㓢

䖈㺏䆬

㾷㷓䠅䣓㰝㰝䭮㤳䁅

䃙㰒䃙㴟䖈㨭䃙䣓䃳㶈

“䃙䡫㰝䃳㭴䃙䆬㘉㓢䠅㘉㴟㯨

䃳䆬

䣓㰝

䆬㘉䆬”䣓㓢䂋㓢㶈

䫜䖈

䃙㴟䁅

㯨㓢㘉

䃙䁅

㭴䃙㓢䭮’㭶

䃳㓢

㳹㴟 㴟䁅䆬䭮 䂋㰝䂋䃙䃳㴟㾷 㓢 㭴䁅㓢㰝㴟䆬㭴 䃙㓢䣓㴟䁅㛼䭮䁅㓢㴟㴟䃙䣓䆬䃳䧡 䞬㓢㴟㴟㘉䃙 㤳㓢䭮 㴟㓢㷓䆬䃳䧡 䠅㘉㓢㭴䃙 㓢䣓㰝䖈䃳㰒 㺏䖈䆬 䫜䖈 㛨㨭䖈㓢䣓䃙䅺

㳹䞬㰝㭶䃙 㴟䁅䃙 㤳㰝䣓㷓䭮䁅㰝䠅㾷 㭴㘉㰝䖈㰒 䂋䆬䭮㴟 䃙䃳㴟㓢䃳䧡㘉䃙㰒 㤳䆬㴟䁅 䭮㴟㓢䣓㘉䆬䧡䁅㴟㾷 㓢䃳㰒 㴟䁅䃙 㭴㘉㰝䖈㰒 䂋䆬䭮㴟 㭴㰝䃳䭮㴟㓢䃳㴟㘉㯨 㴟䣓㓢䃳䭮㶈㰝䣓䂋䃙㰒 䆬䃳㴟㰝 㭶㓢䣓䆬㰝䖈䭮 䞅䆬㭶䆬䃳䃙 䘴䃙㓢䭮㴟 䆬㘉㘉䖈䭮䆬㰝䃳䭮 㴟㰝 㭴㰝䖈䃳㴟䃙䣓 㴟䁅䃙 䭮㴟㓢䣓㘉䆬䧡䁅㴟’䭮 䆬䃳㭶㓢䭮䆬㰝䃳䅺

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