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Ouyang Rong squatted on the edge of a lotus stone platform, his dry lips muttering. His eyes were fixed on the golden lotus lantern in his hand, carefully tightening the knot.,A withered monk pointed to the ground with one finger and to the sky with the other, saying, “This place is a lotus pure land, and above it lies an endless hell!”,If it weren't for this irrefutable evidence, I almost would have believed the tall tales of that withered monk and the Taoist in his crane-feather cloak.。