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... u closed her eyes, immersed her mind, and focused on comprehending. After a while, she shook her head and said with a slight frown, "It feels like an ordinary lotus seed, nothing special."


However, when it appeared, the clear light that was like a fountain and the fresh white lotus that was outlined indicated that it was extraordinary!


Tan Ping had already recovered the memories and knowledge of the water ancestor. He pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps we have to ...

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