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... > At the valley bottom, a thatched hut.

Next to the thatched hut stood a stone tablet, much of its inscription erased.

Inside the hut, a man meditated with closed eyes, regulating his breaths.

His breaths were smooth and prolonged, his spirit moving in tandem with his qi.

True Qi circulated through his meridians, tracing a path resembling the Beidou Seven Stars, eventually converging at the Dan Zhong Acupoint, where it was stored.

The Dan Zhong Acupoint, l ...

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