Spirit Walker

When I opened the book cover, the paper of this "Xu Dao Lu" was light yellow, exuding a musty smell, and neatly written:

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"The way of water and fire lies in balance. Turning water and fire into yin and yang is the only way to become a master's sect's Sai Bing and fire martial arts. After three years of entry, I had an epiphany, "Is it cultivation again? Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows. The last time he saw such a description, it was in the mountain temple, in the handwritten notes left by the resentful spirit lying on his shoulders, which mentioned some cultivation history.

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Breathing practice, drawing talismans, etc.

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"The major occupations of the Yin Dynasty are improved by cultivation, not by character cards? It may also be the background setting of the spiritual realm. The Yin and Yang Sanren are all PCs, just like Wang Po and Xu Widow,

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The Demon Lord walked this route. He should have killed them at the time, but it was updated later, unless it can be proved that the Yin-Yang Sanren really existed in the past. "

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Thinking so, Zhang Yuanqing turned on the computer at hand, logged into the official database, and searched for "Yin Yang Town". However, except for a few guides from Sesai, there is no information about Yinyang Town in the official database.

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"Even the Sandaoshan Niangniang Temple has records, but the towns where the people live are not included in the database? Is the government a waste, what happened?" Zhang Yuanqing scolded subconsciously, and was stunned for a moment.

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Why did I suddenly become irritable? Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a few seconds before he realized it. One of the costs of the yin-yang robe: emotional caprices.

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"Hey, restraint," he took a deep breath, "Yin-Yang Sanren is a figure of the Ming Dynasty, but he has already died. As far as I know, the strong people who are still alive in the Ming Dynasty may be the old bangzi." He continued to go to Look down, because of the traditional characters, the reading speed is slow. After reading it for more than ten minutes, I roughly understand the background of Yin Yang Sanren.

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He was born in a sect called "Water and Fire Sect". The founder of the sect was an immortal figure in the Song Dynasty. The sect had a position in the Central Plains, but the number of disciples in the sect was very small. It was not that the sect did not want to recruit more disciples.

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But there are too few people with cultivation qualifications.

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The Yin-Yang Sanren mentioned a concept: Heaven and earth have changed, and those who can succeed are blocked.

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"This is similar to the saying of Miaozhu, the secret of mourning in Gannian" Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly turned back, but he couldn't find the reason for "the world has changed". I couldn't help but scold my mother.

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Probably Yin and Yang scattered people do not know the specific reason.

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In addition, Zhang Yuanqing also noticed that according to the self-proclaimed Yin-Yang Sanren, disciples like him who have cultivated into the "Frost Ice Training Fire Jutsu" are rare in the sect and are the elite among the elites.

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"Water and fire are the same body, according to the concept of Spirit Realm Walker, that is to have two major occupations. This is impossible in Spirit Realm Walker. If someone in the Five Elements Alliance has the ability of two major occupations at the same time, I will definitely hear, unless it is kept secret., , is it special because of cultivation?"

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While thinking about it, he read the book of monks.

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"After I cultivated into the ice and practiced fire martial arts, my cultivation became more and more advanced, and I became the leader in the Central Plains. Later, I set foot in the north, and rarely met an opponent. Later, I went south to challenge the masters of various factions, and I have won many battles. I heard that there is a friend in the three mountains of Songfu, who controls the Calling for wind and rain, catching ghosts and subduing demons, concocting alchemy and making talismans, then went to challenge and returned with a disastrous defeat.”

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"Frustrated and lazy, I returned to the teacher's door and informed the teacher of the matter. The teacher said with a smile: The same is true for the ancestors!"

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Sandaoshan is said to be an old Buddha, it must be an old Buddha, oh, is the old ladder so strong, and I will meet in the spiritual realm later, I have to consider what kind of kneeling posture can better experience sincerity:

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Zhang Yuanqing was silent, and after a second, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and he focused his attention on the words "Master and Ancestor also".

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Yin-Yang Sanren Master means: Your master was also miserable by Lao Bangzi?

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Hiss, the founder of Fire and Water Sect was a figure from the Song Dynasty, and Lao Lai took over him. That is to say, Lao Bangzi's age is outrageous, and the identity of Lady Sandaoshan is just a vest for her later years.

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Zhang Yuanqing had to reassess Lao Bangzi's strength.

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As time passed, the Taoist record became thinner and thinner. The follow-up content was some insights from Yin and Yang scattered people's travels and cultivation, mixed with the essentials of breathing, the divisions of the meridians, etc. Zhang Yuanqing didn't understand it anyway.

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What surprised him was that during his travels, Yin-Yang Sanren made a lot of friends from both the good and the evil. Yes, the evil friends refer to the evil profession. For those friends in the evil profession, the evaluation of the loose people is: bold, ranger, happy and grudge.

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"Yin-Yang Sanren doesn't look like a person with three bad views, a solid evil profession, someone like Aunt Xiaoyuan? In other words, after seeing most of his life, it seems that right and wrong are not incompatible, not like now. The Spirit Realm Walker, the enemy camp will start a fight when they meet, and I can't wait to fight with my brains."

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Zhang Yuanqing turned the pages quickly, and was not very interested in what he saw in his travels. It is worth mentioning that the yin and yang robes were obtained in an ancient tomb during a certain travel. Since he got the yin-yang robe, he began to call himself a yin-yang loose person, and once again went to Sandaoshan to challenge Lao Bangzi.

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still failed miserably.

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From then on, Yin-Yang Sanren lay flat, drinking and eating meat all day long, calling friends and friends, taking care of them when encountering injustices, and taking people's heads when they encounter dog officials. When entering the old age of Yin-Yang Sanren, this guy began to want to live forever, feeling bad luck, born in the era of great changes in the world:

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As the age gets older, the obsession with longevity becomes heavier, and the Taoist Book no longer talks about cultivation, but analyzes the recipe for longevity all day long:

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She even stopped the idea of ​​using the blood of a baby to try to refine the medicine of immortality. Fortunately, she stopped her horse in time, but her obsession with longevity became more and more serious. Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing froze in his heart.

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Before, he thought that the price of the yin and yang robes was not serious. After all, it was not a price if he wanted to live forever. Now it seems that when he sees Yin Yang Sanren wanting to live forever, he is almost crazy, and he realizes the seriousness of the price:

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One day, Yin-Yang Sanren heard about the emergence of the Empress of Sandaoshan, and was greatly stimulated, so he wrote in the Xiu Dao Record: "Beautiful people in the country can't escape the years, so I cry."

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Afterwards, Yin-Yang Sanren established Yin-Yang Town, and after reading the Daoist Dao recording in the dream of immortality, the amount of information was a bit too much. Zhang Yuanqing pinched his brows, sorting out and digesting the harvested information:

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Old Bangzi is older than the Ming Dynasty, and his strength is terrifying! The relationship between the evil and lawful occupations in the Ming Dynasty was not harmonious, but they were not necessarily life-and-death occupations in the Ming Dynasty.

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If it is confirmed that Yin-Yang Sanctuary and Lao Bangzi are characters who really exist in history, then my understanding of the spiritual realm will change, but only Lao Bangzi is alive. No, maybe you don't need to ask them personally, I have a way to prove it. Zhang Yuanqing put this question in his heart for the time being, and kept the Xiu Dao record.

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Next, he planned to experience the newly learned skills and wander.

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The moment this idea occurred, Zhang Yuanqing became inexplicably impatient and wanted to try it immediately, but no one could stop him.

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In the north, in a high-end community in the provincial capital of Yan Province, a young man wearing a sports headband is sitting on a high-back chair. Opposite him is a big soft bed, on which lies a middle-aged man with his hands and feet tied. people.

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Bald, beer belly, with thick black hair growing on his chest, sweating profusely on his forehead, looking terrified, with a thick towel stuck in his mouth.

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The middle-aged man's mouth kept "singing", his eyes were full of suspense, and he was weak and pitiful like a puppy.

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"Puff puff." The young man smiled and said, "Look at how you look now, you really look like a dog wagging its tail." He got up and walked to the bed, and pulled out a sharp fruit knife from his waist.

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"Ming Wuming" The middle-aged man's struggle was suddenly intense. "Be quiet, I said, listen!" The young Tong Kong lit up with a scarlet light. The middle-aged man froze for a moment.

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The young man sat beside the bed, playing with the fruit knife, and said with a smile:

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"I hate killing without teaching. Before killing you, I'll tell you the reason first, so that you can understand.

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"The first one is to accept the power and **** trade and force the good to be a prostitute. The second one is to act as an umbrella for underworld forces to cover up their murderous crimes."

When he finished speaking, the middle-aged man on the bed was already frozen.

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"This is not going to work? Look, you don't even feel sorry for your own conscience." The young man patted the corpse on the shoulder and said gently, "Don't be a human being in your next life." He got up and left the bedside, went to the window, and pushed it away. The window, breathing the wind from the night, overlooking the lights of the city, sighed contentedly:

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"The world suddenly became better."

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Human nature is ugly, the world of some people is dirty, so this world needs to be cleaned. At this moment, the phone rang.

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The young man took out his mobile phone, held it between two fingers, hanging it high in front of his eyes, and reached out his other hand to answer the call: "Yinyue, what's the matter?"

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"Magic Eye, have you played enough? Hurry back to the headquarters. The Palace Master Killing Killed killed a lot of us in the north. She is very hidden. I need your eyes." The voice on the other end of the phone was loud and irritable. "Pay attention to your tone!" The young man smiled and said, "You are a god, dare to talk to me like that?"

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"I'll pay attention to you, Mahle Gobi!" The person on the other end of the phone was even more irritable and cursed:

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"You four heavenly kings, all of you are not at the headquarters, the number one Shabi shouts for freedom all day long and can't find anyone. The number two actually told me to submit a battle post to challenge the leader of the killing, she will not fight if she doesn't fight. shot?

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"The third-ranked kill also happened to enter the spiritual realm. Our eight great gods can kill that bitch, but we can't find it!" The young man scratched his head: "Well, okay, you know my rules,

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Give me a reason to kill her first. "

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"Do you need a reason to kill?" No need. "

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"She accidentally injured two civilians while hunting our organization members, does that count?" Count! I'm going to kill her now. "

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"Why are you a lunatic, are you a lawful faction or an evil faction? No, all four of you are lunatics." Yin Yue Shen Jiang scolded the example and changed the topic, saying:

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"Li Xianzong is dead!"

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"Huh?" The devil-eyed king raised his brows, and the smile on his face disappeared: "What's the matter." He met Yuanshi Tianzun in the copy and was slaughtered. "

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"Is that so?" The devil-eyed king resumed his smile and raised the corners of his mouth: "Then I will go to Songhai to collect the reasons for killing Yuanshi Tianzun after I kill the killing palace master." Zhang Yuanqing floated up, less than ten centimeters from the ceiling. , Looking down, the fleshly body lay quietly on the bed, without breathing or heartbeat.

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"If I don't return for twenty minutes, my body will die completely."

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Zhang Yuanqing realized something, and immediately floated out of the room at a very fast speed, and came to the living room through the wall. His current state is very strange, floating and controlling objects seem to be innate abilities. This means that he can use props to respond to the enemy in the spirit state, such as holding a knife and shooting a gun. In addition, the power of the spirit body is the power of the yin. He can still use He Xiaoyue, but he can no longer open the inventory, but the overall strength is a bit worse than the body. The advantage is that he is immune to physical output in the spirit state, but is extremely afraid of "spiritual" attacks.

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In the process of thinking, Zhang Yuanqing floated into the bedroom of his grandfather and grandmother, and the two old people had already entered their dreams. He changed course, crashed into the wall, and came to his aunt's bedroom.

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By the window with the pink curtain hanging, my aunt was wearing a light nightdress, standing in front of the window, silently watching the night scene. The black lace bra she took off was left on the bedside table, which was not small.

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Jiang Yuji tilted her head to the side, suddenly stretched her waist and said, "Good reason, go to sleep." Zhang Yuanqing watched her get into the quilt, closed her eyes, her face was quiet and soft, round and well-behaved.

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In the future, I don't know which man can look at this sleeping face every day. He scrutinizes the sleeping face of his aunt. He said in his heart that the spirit body can be possessed, so try to attach to the aunt? On second thought, it didn't seem very good to experiment with family members, so I immediately plunged into the ceiling and came to the house of the resident downstairs.

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Downstairs was a young couple who lived with their parents. Zhang Yuanqing had just penetrated the ceiling when he heard the sound of shaking the bed, and the inconspicuous sound of collision hidden under the thin quilt.

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Following the sound, he saw two overlapping bodies.

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Uh, it's not the right time to come, how can this be possessed. He was watching the little dirty film on the spot, but he had no choice but to give up. At this time, he heard the sound of the collision intensify, then subsided, and the ups and downs of the thin quilt stopped. Then came 1; Zi's complaint: "Why so fast?"

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"I'm a little tired from working overtime these days."

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"You said the same thing last time."

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"Oh, are you bothered? Go to bed. You have to go to work tomorrow."

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Brother, you need a lasting spray to regain the confidence of a man. Everyone upstairs and downstairs will give you a 20% discount. Zhang Yuanqing floated up in spirit and returned to his aunt's room. This time, he entered his uncle's house next door with a clear goal. , to the master bedroom.

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Yi Ming and Li Ma didn't sleep, one was watching the art with a mask, the other was watching rap videos on a mobile phone, and from time to time a few single words came out of their mouths.

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"Look at this Yuanzi, eating hot steamed buns, looking stupid." The uncle's head suddenly dropped, and he picked it up immediately, looked at his wife beside him, and said solemnly:

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"I think we should treat Motoko a little better."

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Auntie kept her eyes fixed on the tablet, and said, "Wouldn't we be nice to him?"

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"I'm referring to the economic aspect. We should give him more pocket money. Although my mother will give him money, we should pay more for our uncles and aunts." Right." My aunt said nonchalantly.

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"Auntie is so nice. No, my wife is so nice."

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My aunt didn't pay attention to my uncle and didn't care about slips of the tongue. Watching the variety show, she disdainfully said:

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"You said your eldest sister, who only knows how to make money all these years, when did you ever worry about Yuanzi? Parents will never go to school, and he never cares about studying. His fatherless child is bullied every day at school. Going to school to make trouble. I would dump my son a handful of money at every turn, thinking it's great, bah, with her money, it's not a fart." The uncle looked embarrassed: "Don't say a few words."

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After all, that was my mother.

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Aunt sighed:

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"Look at Yuanzi these years, I would rather dance with you than don't want her money. When this child first came, he was only in elementary school, but he was very careful. Whenever you weren't around~www.wuxiamtl.com~ he would come to please me. For fear that I hate him and cannot live at home.

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"Be careful with your parents and your mother. At that time, you didn't have a relationship with your grandfather and grandma. You learned to rely on others at a young age. Well, I remember that Yu'er was like this when she was a child, so they have been close since childhood."

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After speaking, she saw her husband's eyes were dark.

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"It's not like you." My aunt sensed something was wrong and said, at this time, you should have a talk show, for example: With my uncle raised, it's the same with a mother or not, ah, it's the same! "sleep!"

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Uncle put down the phone and pulled on the quilt.

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The next day, Zhang Yuanqing came to the unit with a mask and a peaked cap.

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Climbing to the second floor, he glanced at the office area, walked straight to Guan Ya, and said, "Sister Guan Ya, I want to ask you something."

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Guan Ya has already used the diluted life stock solution to repair the wounds in the copy. She flexibly turned the ballpoint pen with her fingers and said with a smile, "Do girls like to be longer or shorter? Or, thicker and thinner?".

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Zhang Yuanqing said helplessly: "Don't do this, I'm just a child."

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Guan Ya blinked: "What did I say? I thought you were asking about high heels." Zhang Yuanqing coughed and corrected the topic, saying:

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"I heard Xie Lingxi say that the ancestor of Xiahou's family was the first group of spiritual walkers? How long did he live? When did the first group of spiritual walkers appear."

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