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Lu Yang frowned. He learned the word "linggen" from a storyteller, but he didn't know what his own linggen was.,"Just as I guessed." Meng Jingzhou patted Lu Yang's shoulder, looking like he had found a kindred spirit. The more he looked at Lu Yang, the more he felt that this person was as talented as himself, a natural seed for cultivation.,The majestic mountains were coated with a layer of pale gold by the sunlight. A magnificent pattern spread out from behind the mountains, covering the sky and blocking the heavy rain.。