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He walked over, and the Light Butterfly inside him flew out, circling this new sprout a few times before returning to his body.
Chen Qing felt the change within and believed his understanding of life had deepened.
As they traveled again, they saw a distant mountain with a winding path leading to the summit.
"Going up this path, we might discover something," Chen Qing pointed at the road.
After only a few dozen steps, they saw ahead, asleep on a large tree, a black hawk as tall as three people.
The hawk's feathers were like cold iron, each one extremely sharp, and its talons were like curved blades.
The three of them immediately lightened their steps, cautiously bypassing the hawk, and followed the path, nearly overtaken by wild grass, to the mountain top where they found a cave.
After a thorough investigation, they found no danger and boldly entered the cave.
As soon as they entered the cave, Chen Qing saw an inscription on the cave wall:
