Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1483: 802: Immortal Cave Master Lv Huaiyang

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Zhao Sheng directed his Thunder Roar Lion incarnation to refine the Earth and Spirit Veins while venturing into the void to absorb a colossal beast skeleton into his expanding Five Thunders Cave Heaven, transforming its essence into precious jade and future spirit stones. Over seven years, he scoured ancient relics across the Divine Palace Heaven with the All Sky Star Map, incorporating lands and seas to grow his Grotto Heaven to nearly twenty-four thousand miles, surpassing typical Unification Realm foundations. Forty years later, he teleported to the renowned Immortal Qi Lake, a hub for Great Powers, where he assumed the guise of Tianqiong Wanderer and, as a Taiyi Spirit Palace Guest Minister, entered a grand hall to mingle and trade treasures like Weak Water for Pocket World Jade and Principle Crystals.

Capítulo 1483: Chapter 802: Immortal Cave Master Lv Huaiyang

“Huh? Immortal Awakening Tripod?”

Zhao Sheng’s eyes flashed upon hearing the words, but he calmly manipulated the Immortal Awakening Tripod, sending the remaining Weak Water over to Old Monk Gu Xiang.

After delivering, there was still nearly sixty percent of the Weak Water left in the Immortal Awakening Tripod.

He sent a voice transmission to Old Monk Gu Xiang, claiming that he had plenty of Weak Water, and if needed in the future, it could be exchanged for Pocket World Jade and Principle Crystal.

Old Monk Gu Xiang was both surprised and delighted, immediately bowing his head as a gesture of gratitude.

Suddenly, a Divine Thought attacked out of nowhere. Zhao Sheng swept his long sleeve, creating a whistling Gang Wind that instantly blew away the Divine Thought.

Turning his head, he saw a Gun Robe Elder looking over with a solemn expression.

“Fellow Taoist, I am Lv Huaiyang, and I was a bit rude just now. I hope you won’t mind,” the Gun Robe Elder immediately sent a voice transmission.

Zhao Sheng’s expression remained indifferent, and he replied, “I am Tianqiong, meeting Mr. Lv. What do you call me for?”

Lv Huaiyang smiled slightly and said, “I usually speak straightforwardly. I am quite fond of the Immortal Awakening Tripod in Tianqiong Taoist’s possession. I wonder if you would consider parting with it?”

Zhao Sheng touched the three-legged small tripod, effortlessly putting it away, and shook his head, politely refusing, “Apologies! The Immortal Awakening Tripod is my cherished item. So… no exchange!”

Lv Huaiyang frowned slightly upon hearing this but quickly smiled and said, “Tianqiong Taoist, why not listen to the exchange conditions I propose…”

…

While Lv Huaiyang was trying to persuade Zhao Sheng to change his Heart Intent, within a mysterious Grotto Heaven, at the center of the Cloud Sea, a grand Immortal City floated. The city was filled with towering towers and straight, wide jade streets and golden roads, spotless and not inferior to those famous Immortal Cities of the Spirit Realm in any way.

A vast dark Heavenly Curtain enveloped the central region of the Immortal City, appearing deep and mysterious from afar.

The outer area of the dark Heavenly Curtain had no buildings, leaving a wide open space dozens of miles wide, where no cultivators are ever allowed near, indicating that this is the most critical area of the Immortal City.

Within the dark Heavenly Curtain, there was a scene of Lake and Mountain Scenery, with a grand Immortal Palace standing at the center of the lake, reflecting a magnificent brilliance.

However, deep within the Immortal Palace, the light was quite dim, with only clusters of dark yellow flames floating on the walls surrounding the hall. The flames occasionally flickered, causing the light within the hall to brighten and dim unpredictably.

A Gun Robe Elder stood at the center of the hall, slowly carving and cutting over a crystal stone about a zhang high with a chisel in his hand, gradually forming a vivid crystal image with a beast’s head and a human body.

At this moment, the Gun Robe Elder’s chisel suddenly stopped, his long eyebrows inexplicably raised high, and a hint of anger appeared on his face.

The next moment, a round “Ghost Moon” manifested behind his head, followed by two ghostly shadows drifting out from the “Ghost Moon”, landing in the hall, and transforming into two large monsters.

The two monsters seemed to have been artificially modified. Below the neck, they resembled tigers or leopards, but their heads had been replaced with human heads, looking extremely mismatched.

Upon closer inspection, the appearance of the human heads was eerily identical to that of the Gun Robe Elder.

However, their eyes were filled with wildness and ferocity.

As soon as the two monsters landed, they immediately crouched on the ground, obedient like pets.

The Gun Robe Elder was indeed another Lv Huaiyang.

Lv Huaiyang’s expression was incredibly severe, and he spoke calmly, “Lv Hu, Lv Bao, quickly head to the Immortal Qi Lake and meet up with me, and then we’ll take action together to kill that one.”

The two monsters nodded in unison, roaring, “We will faithfully obey the master’s decree!”

With those words, the two monsters transformed into two ghostly shadows, drilling into the Void, vanishing into thin air.

…

Immortal Qi Lake.

Zhao Sheng was unaware that Lv Huaiyang had secretly harbored murderous intent and repeatedly rejected the other’s exchange conditions, giving Lv Huaiyang no face at all.

The Immortal Awakening Tripod was a treasure of the Burial Immortal Ruins and related to Zhao Sheng’s promise to Taoyue Immortal Venerable, so how could he possibly exchange it?

“Tianqiong, why not reconsider? At least before the Hundred Immortals Conference ends, my exchange conditions will not change.” Lv Huaiyang saw his opponent being impervious to persuasion and felt even more murderous intent in his heart, but outwardly he continued to persuade kindly.

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng immediately sent a voice transmission over, “Mr. Lv, there’s no need to speak further. No matter what, I will not exchange.”

Lv Huaiyang’s expression turned cold upon hearing this, and instead of speaking further, he closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng became even more cautious.

However, he didn’t give it much thought and soon began exchanging views with other Unification Realm Fellow Daoists.

Over a hundred days passed quickly, and Zhao Sheng gained much, with the Hundred Immortals Conference nearing its end.

As the Hundred Immortals Conference concluded, one by one, Unification Realm Experts departed.

Zhao Sheng didn’t stay much longer. In an instant, he turned into a Flowing Light and disappeared into the boundless, dark Void.

…

Not long after, Zhao Sheng suddenly dispersed the tunneling light and stopped. His eyes like lightning, scanning the surroundings, suddenly sneered, “Just as I expected.

What? Failing to exchange previously, now resorting to outright stealing? Is that right, Mr. Lv!!”

“Hehehe,”

A sinister laugh suddenly echoed from the Void, and then two ghostly shadows appeared out of thin air, transforming into two large monsters as big as elephants, with human heads and beast bodies.

Then Lv Huaiyang broke through the darkness, heading towards Zhao Sheng, followed by the two monsters.

Zhao Sheng swept his eyes over them, and his gaze flashed with a hint of surprise. The aura of the two opposing monsters was magnificent and majestic, absolutely above the Returning to Void level, vaguely reaching the Unification Realm.

“Hand over the Immortal Awakening Tripod! I’ll let you have a Life Path,” Lv Huaiyang threatened.

Before he finished speaking, Lv Hu and Lv Bao, the two monsters, suddenly appeared at Zhao Sheng’s left and right sides with a flash, surrounding him.

蘆

盧

魯

㷋䀅䐑

爐

㚰

盧

䶏䭦㵪”

䛖㚰㽮

魯

㽮㿺䭦㴀䑛

䢥㵪䭦䭦

㵪䱀㽮䭦㠃

路

㷋䛖䳳䶮

㵪”䭦㵪䂋㚿

㴀㵪㚿㵪䭦

䳳䱀㚰㑓䀅䭦

老

㴀㷋䀅

爐

㵪䑛㼫㵪

㵪䳳㴀

擄

㚰䭦㟮㷋

䒫㴀䛵䀅

㚰㚿䛵䭦㴀

䐑㷋䀅

䴑㵪

㠃㿺㽮䛖㵪㚰䶮䮙㚰㽮䛖㿺㽮䱀㴀㷋㴀䭦㵪䘓㽮㿺㜝㿺䛖㚰㴀㿺㷋㽮䉕㵪㚰䳳䴑䢥䭦㵪䭦㚰䶮㽮’㴀㴀㚿䀅䳳䐑㜝㷋䀅䱀䭦㴀㚰㽮䶮㷛㚰䛵㽮’㴀䛖䳳㵪㚰㚿㷛䭦㵪㴀䭦㵪㚿䭦㿺䛵䛵㴀㚿㵪㽮䱀㴀䭦㷛㚰䛵䭦㿺䱀䭦㷋㚿䳳㷋㷛㿺㽮㴀䭦㵪䛵㚰䴑㵪㚿㵪㚰䳳䴑䶑

㪨㷋㷛㴀䭦㵪㷋㼫㼫㷋㚿㴀䀅㽮㿺㴀䐑䭦㚰䶮䛖㷋䴑㵪䢥䒫䀅䛵㴀㚿㿺䱀䭦㴀㴀㷋㴀㵪䛵㴀䭦㿺䛵䛵䑛㿺䳳䳳䛵㷋㽮㴀䭦㵪䛵㵪㴀䭦㚿㵪㵪䶑

㷋㜝

㼫㚿㽮㷋䱀㿺䀅

㷋㜝

䶮䮙㿺㷋䶑

䶮㵪㷋䱀䶮䶮䶑

㚿䶮㽮䭦㞲䀅㵪

㠃㵪䭦㽮䱀

㿺䐑㽮㴀䳳㚰㴀䛵㽮

㷋㚿㽮

䢥㴀䭦㷋㚿㜝

㷋㵪䳳䱀㽮䶮

㵪䛵㚰䢥㽮㼫㿺䑛䱀

䭦㵪㿺㽮㵪㴀㚿

䱀㷋㵪䛖䮙㚿㽮㿺

䭦㷋㟮㚰

㚰

㴀㷋䢥䀅

㽮㿺㽮㿺䳳䪲䱀䶮

䶮䛵㚿㷛㠃㷋

㿺䴑㵪䳳䛵

䶮㚿䛵㿺㽮䀅䀅㷋㚿䱀㽮

䳳㜝䶮㵪

䳳㜝㷛㵪

䳳㷋䶮㵪㽮䱀

䲒㜝㴀㚿㵪

㴀䶮䀅㽮䭦䛵䛵㚰㷋

䛵㚰

䭦㵪㴀

㿺㷛䳳䳳䶮䐑

䀅㚿䪲㴀䛵

䶮㚿㵪䶮䭦䀅㽮

㿺䳳䱀䭦㴀

䳳䱀㵪㷋䶮㽮

㿺䶏䛵

㿺䭦㚿㚰

䲒㴀㴀䭦㵪䛵㚰䴑㵪㴀㿺䴑㵪䢥䁣䮙䶏䀅㚰㿺䐑㚰㽮䱀㜝䳳㿺䛖䑛㵪䶮䭦㿺䛵㜝㿺㽮䱀㵪㚿䛵䢥㚰㽮䶮㴀䭦㵪䮙㷋㿺䶮㵪㭪㼫䳳㷋䶮㵪䶮㚰㴀㷋㽮䛖㵪䢥䛖㷋䳳䳳㚰㼫䛵㿺㽮䱀㿺㽮㴀㷋㚰䮙㚰䛵㴀䚋㚰㚿䑛䘏䭦㷋䛵㴀䉕㵪㚰䳳䴑㴀䭦㚰㴀䛵㷛㚰䳳䳳㷋㷛㵪䶮䀅㼫㚰䳳㚰㚿䱀㵪㽮䀅䴑䪲㵪㚿㷋㜝㞲䭦䀅㽮䶮㵪㚿㠃㷛㷋㚿䶮䛵䶑

䁣䮙䶏䀅㚰㽮䶮䁣䮙䔘㚰㷋㚿㷋㚰㚿㵪䶮㴀㷋䱀㵪㴀䭦㵪㚿䢥㴀䭦㿺䛖䑛䪲䳳㚰䛖䑛䴑㿺䛵㴀䳳㿺䑛㵪䛵䳳䀅㚿㚿䐑㚿㷋䳳䳳㵪䶮㷋䀅㴀㷋㜝㴀䭦㵪㿺㚿䪲㷋䶮㿺㵪䛵䢥㜝㷋㚿䴑㿺㽮䱀㚰䶮㚰㚿䑛䛵䭦㚰䶮㷋㷛䛖䳳㷋䀅䶮㴀䭦㚰㴀䛵㼫㚿㵪㚰䶮㴀㷋㷛㚰㚿䶮䛵㴀䭦㵪䛵䑛䐑㜝㿺䳳䳳㵪䶮㷛㿺㴀䭦䱀㷋䳳䶮㵪㽮㞲䭦䀅㽮䶮㵪㚿㠃㷛㷋㚿䶮䛵䢥㴀䀅㚿㽮㿺㽮䱀㴀䭦㵪䮙㷋㿺䶮㿺㽮㴀㷋䛵䭦㚰䶮㷋㷛䛵㷛䭦㵪㚿㵪䮙㵪㚿㿺㴀㷛㵪㽮㴀䢥㚰㽮䶮㴀䭦㵪㞲䭦䀅㽮䶮㵪㚿㠃㷛㷋㚿䶮䛵㷛㵪㚿㵪㵪㚿㷋䶮㵪䶮㴀㷋㽮㷋㴀䭦㿺㽮䱀䶑

㽮㚿㞲䭦䀅㵪䶮

䛵䭦㿺

䶏䭦”㵪䢥

㽮㚰

㵪䐑㵪䢥䪲㚿㷋㷛

㔑䳳䮙”㚰㴀㷋䀅㿺䉏㴀䂋㚿

㵪㴀㽮

㜝䳳㿺䛖䑛䱀㿺㽮

䛵䱀㵪㿺䶑㜝㚿㽮

䶏䀅㿺㽮䱀㚰㚰䐑

䁣䮙

䶮㚿㿺䛵㚰㵪

㞲䭦㵪䮙㷋㿺䶮㚰㚿㷋䀅㽮䶮㟮䭦㚰㷋㠃䭦㵪㽮䱀䛖㷋䳳䳳㚰㼫䛵㵪䶮㷋㽮㵪㚰㜝㴀㵪㚿㚰㽮㷋㴀䭦㵪㚿䢥㴀䀅㚿㽮㿺㽮䱀㿺㽮㴀㷋䘏䭦㷋䛵㴀䉕㵪㚰䳳䴑䛵䛖㷋㽮㴀㿺㽮䀅㷋䀅䛵䳳䐑䢥㷛㿺㴀䭦㿺㽮㽮䀅䴑㵪㚿㚰䪲䳳㵪䱀䭦㷋䛵㴀䳳䐑䛵䭦㚰䶮㷋㷛䛵䛵㷛㚰㚿䴑㿺㽮䱀㷋䀅㴀䢥㵪䴑㿺㴀㴀㿺㽮䱀㷛㚰㿺䳳㿺㽮䱀㚰㽮䶮䶮㿺䮙㿺㽮㵪䭦㷋㷛䳳䛵䢥䶮㿺㚿㵪䛖㴀䳳䐑㚰㴀㴀㚰䛖䑛㿺㽮䱀㴀䭦㵪䵛㚿㿺䴑㷋㚿䶮㿺㚰䳳㠃㼫㿺㚿㿺㴀’䛵㴀㚿䀅㵪䪲㷋䶮䐑䶑

㟮䭦㚰㷋㠃䭦㵪㽮䱀’䛵㜝㚰䛖㵪㷛㚰䛵䛵㷋䳳㵪䴑㽮㚰䛵㷛㚰㴀㵪㚿䢥㷛㿺㴀䭦㞲䭦䀅㽮䶮㵪㚿䁣㿺䱀䭦㴀㚿㿺䛵㿺㽮䱀㜝㚿㷋䴑䭦㿺䛵䪲㷋䶮䐑䶑䶏㿺䛵䭦䀅䱀㵪㜝㷋㚿䴑䛵䀅䶮䶮㵪㽮䳳䐑㵪㭪㼫㚰㽮䶮㵪䶮㚿㚰㼫㿺䶮䳳䐑䢥㴀㚿㚰㽮䛵㜝㷋㚿䴑㿺㽮䱀㿺㽮㴀㷋㚰䱀㿺䱀㚰㽮㴀㿺䛖䳳㿺㷋㽮㷛㿺㴀䭦䱀㷋䳳䶮㵪㽮㜝䀅㚿㚰㽮䶮䪲䳳䀅㵪㼫䀅㼫㿺䳳䛵䶑

㽮㴀㚿䛵䛖㴀㵪䀅䶮㷋㿺䶑

䭦䁣㴀㿺䱀

㚰㽮

䶮䪲㵪䛵㚰䛖䪲㽮㵪㿺㚿㿺䳳

㜝㷋

㷛㿺䭦㴀

䭦䶮㞲㽮䀅㵪㚿

䭦㚿㚰㿺

䛵㽮䶮䱀㽮㴀㚰㿺

䳳㚰䳳

㽮㵪㚰䴑㚰䱀㽮㿺㴀

䢥㚿㚰㷋䶮㽮䀅

䳳䳳㚰

䭦㿺䛵

㚿㷋䀅䭦㵪䶮䛵䶮

䶮㽮䱀㿺㿺㽮䳳䪲

㚰㚰䀅㚿

䲒

㵪㚿䛖㵪䢥㴀

䉕㷋㚰㚿䉏

䲒䳳㿺㷋㽮’䛵㚿㷋㚰㚿㚿㵪䛵㷋䀅㽮䶮㵪䶮㴀䭦㚿㷋䀅䱀䭦䪲㿺䳳䳳㿺㷋㽮䛵㷋㜝䴑㿺䳳㵪䛵㷋㜝䛵㼫㚰䛖㵪㟯㴀㿺䴑㵪䢥㴀䭦㵪䛵㷋䀅㽮䶮㷛㚰䮙㵪䛵䳳㿺䑛㵪㵪䳳㵪䛖㴀㚿㿺䛖㿺㴀䐑㚰㽮䶮㴀㿺䶮㵪䛵䢥䛖㚰㚿㚿䐑㿺㽮䱀㴀䭦㵪㼫㷋㷛㵪㚿㴀㷋䶮㵪䛵㴀㚿㷋䐑㵪䮙㵪㚿䐑㴀䭦㿺㽮䱀䢥䛵㷛㵪㵪㼫㿺㽮䱀㚰䛖㚿㷋䛵䛵䁣䮙䶏䀅㚰㿺䐑㚰㽮䱀’䛵㴀䭦㚿㵪㵪㚰䮙㚰㴀㚰㚿䛵㿺㽮㚰㽮㿺㽮䛵㴀㚰㽮㴀䶑

㚰䲒䭦䉏

㞲㷛㷋䛵䭦㚿㿺䳳䳳䛵䛖㚿㵪㚰䴑䛵㵪䛖䭦㷋㵪䶮䢥㚰㽮䶮䪲㷋䀅㽮䶮䳳㵪䛵䛵䶮㚰㚿䑛䛖䳳㷋䀅䶮䛵䶮㿺䛵㚰㼫㼫㵪㚰㚿㵪䶮㷋䀅㴀㷋㜝㴀䭦㿺㽮㚰㿺㚿䶑䁣䮙䶏䀅㚰㽮䶮䁣䮙䔘㚰㷋䢥㴀䭦㵪㴀㷛㷋䴑㷋㽮䛵㴀㚿㷋䀅䛵䛖㚿㵪㚰㴀䀅㚿㵪䛵䢥䛵㵪㵪䴑㵪䶮㴀㷋䪲㵪䪲䀅㚿㽮㵪䶮䢥㴀䭦㵪㿺㚿䪲㷋䶮㿺㵪䛵㚿㚰㼫㿺䶮䳳䐑㴀䀅㚿㽮㿺㽮䱀䪲䳳㚰䛖䑛㚰㽮䶮䛖㷋㚿㚿㷋䶮㵪䶮䢥㚿㵪䮙㵪㚰䳳㿺㽮䱀㼫㚰㴀䛖䭦㵪䛵㷋㜝䛖㚿䐑䛵㴀㚰䳳㟯䛖䳳㵪㚰㚿䪲㷋㽮㵪䛵䶑

䁣䮙䶏䀅㚰㿺䐑㚰㽮䱀㚿㵪㚰䛖㴀㵪䶮䛵㷛㿺㜝㴀䳳䐑䢥㴀㵪䳳㵪㼫㷋㚿㴀㿺㽮䱀㷋䀅㴀㷋㜝䶮㚰㽮䱀㵪㚿䒫䀅䛵㴀㿺㽮㴀㿺䴑㵪䢥㽮㚰㚿㚿㷋㷛䳳䐑㵪䛵䛖㚰㼫㿺㽮䱀㚰䛖㚰䳳㚰䴑㿺㴀䐑䶑

㿺䛖䛵㵪䐑㵪䳳㚿㼫

㚰㽮䶮

㴀䭦㵪

㽮㚿䀅㞲㵪䶮䭦

䛵䛵䴑㚿䉏㴀㷋㽮㵪

䉕㷋㚿㚰

䳳䶮㽮㵪㚰㵪

㵪䭦㴀

㔑㚿㴀㚰䀅䢥䛵䳳㿺䮙㷋㴀

䭦㵪㴀㚿㵪

㽮㞲䭦㚿䶮䀅㵪

䶮㚰㴀䛵㷋㷛㚿

䐑䪲

㷋㜝䶑䴑㚿

㿺㽮䐑

㴀䭦㵪

㚿䐑㴀㽮䀅䪲䶮㴀㚰㿺㵪㿺㴀㟯

㜝㷋

㚿㴀䛵㚰㽮㵪㵪㿺䶮㚿

䴑㽮㿺䛵㵪䛵㵪

㚿㚰㵪

㚰䢥㴀㵪䀅㿺㚿㴀㴀䪲

䞊䪲㷋䛵㿺䢥䴑㵪

䁣㽮㿺㷋

㿺㽮䛵䐑㚰䶏’䱀㚰䀅

䁣䮙

䳳㚰㚿䮙㷋㴀䛵㴀䀅㔑㿺

㷋㚰䳳䛵

㚰䮙㚿㚰㴀䛵㚰

䲒䶮㽮

䛵㴀䭦䘏㷋

䳳㚰䳳

㷋㵪㴀㚿䭦

㞲㚰䑛㿺㽮䱀㚰䶮䮙㚰㽮㴀㚰䱀㵪㷋㜝㴀䭦㵪䛵㿺㴀䀅㚰㴀㿺㷋㽮䢥㟮䭦㚰㷋㠃䭦㵪㽮䱀䶮㿺䶮㽮’㴀㚿㵪䳳㵪㽮㴀䢥㷋㼫㵪㽮㿺㽮䱀䭦㿺䛵䪲䳳㷋㷋䶮㟯㚿㵪䶮䴑㷋䀅㴀䭦㷛㿺䶮㵪䢥䛵㼫㵪㷛㿺㽮䱀㚰㴀䭦㿺䛖䑛㞲䭦䀅㽮䶮㵪㚿䵛㿺䳳䳳㚰㚿䢥䛵䭦㷋㷋㴀㿺㽮䱀䛵㴀㚿㚰㿺䱀䭦㴀㴀㷋㷛㚰㚿䶮䛵㚰䛖㵪㚿㴀㚰㿺㽮䮙㷋㿺䶮䶑

䁣䮙䶏䀅㚰㿺䐑㚰㽮䱀’䛵㵪㭪㼫㚿㵪䛵䛵㿺㷋㽮㷛㚰䛵㿺㽮䶮㿺㜝㜝㵪㚿㵪㽮㴀䢥㚰㼫㼫㵪㚰㚿㿺㽮䱀㼫㚿㵪䛖㿺䛵㵪䳳䐑㚰㴀㴀䭦㚰㴀䛵㼫㷋㴀䶑㠃㵪㵪㿺㽮䱀㴀䭦㵪㞲䭦䀅㽮䶮㵪㚿䵛㿺䳳䳳㚰㚿㚰㼫㼫㚿㷋㚰䛖䭦㿺㽮䱀䢥䭦㿺䛵㜝㚰䛖㵪䛖䭦㚰㽮䱀㵪䶮䛵䳳㿺䱀䭦㴀䳳䐑䶑

䭦㴀㷛㚿㷋㽮㿺䱀

㚿䶑㚿㚰㷋䶮㷛㜝

㴀㜝㚰䛵

㚰㽮

䳳㽮䱀㽮㿺䢥䱀㿺䭦㴀

䛵㚰䢥㽮㴀㽮㴀㿺

䶮䛵㚰䭦㽮

䭦䛵㿺

㕓㽮

䛵㚰

䛵䱀㷋䴑㽮㵪㴀䭦㿺

䮙㷋㵪䶮䴑

䛵㚰

㿚㽮䳳䐑㴀㷋䛵㵪㵪㚰䪲㵪㚰䴑㷋㜝䛖㚿䐑䛵㴀㚰䳳䳳㿺䱀䭦㴀㜝䳳䐑㿺㽮㴀㷋㴀䭦㵪䮙㷋㿺䶮䢥䛖㷋䳳䳳㿺䶮㿺㽮䱀䭦㵪㚰䶮㟯㷋㽮㷛㿺㴀䭦㴀䭦㵪㞲䭦䀅㽮䶮㵪㚿䵛㿺䳳䳳㚰㚿䶑

䔘㷋㷋䴑䉏

㚰

㷛䭦㴀㿺

㚰㴀䀅㵪䛵㴀

䶮䪲㷋䢥䐑

㚰㚿䱀䳳㵪

㚰

㜝㷋

䭦㴀㚰㽮

䭦䭦㿺䢥䱀

㚰

䭦㵪㴀

䛵䳳䛖䢥㷋䳳䶮㚰㵪㼫

㼫㵪㵪㚿㚰䶮㚰㼫

㽮㚰䀅䭦䴑

㷋㽮

㵪䶮䭦㚰

䛖䛵㚿㚰䐑䳳㴀

㴀䛵㼫䶑㷋

㵪㷋䴑㚿

㵪䛵㷋㿺䛖㴀㽮

䲒

㽮㚰䶮

䢥㽮䛖䳳㭪㵪䐑㼫䀅㴀䶮㵪㵪

䶮䛵㚿䢥㵪䛖㚰㴀㵪㴀

䱀䞊㽮㚰䭦

㚰

㽮㚰䶮

㵪㴀䭦

䱀㿺㴀䭦䳳

䶮㷋䮙㿺

‘㚰䪲䛵㵪㴀䛵

㞲䭦㵪䛵㴀㚰㴀䀅㵪䱣䀅㿺䛖䑛䳳䐑䛖㚿㚰䛖䑛㵪䶮䢥䶮㿺䛵㿺㽮㴀㵪䱀㚿㚰㴀㿺㽮䱀㿺㽮㴀㷋䛖㷋䀅㽮㴀䳳㵪䛵䛵㼫㿺㵪䛖㵪䛵䢥䶮㿺䛵䛵㷋䳳䮙㿺㽮䱀㿺㽮㴀㷋㽮㷋㴀䭦㿺㽮䱀㽮㵪䛵䛵䀅㽮䶮㵪㚿㴀䭦㵪㞲䭦䀅㽮䶮㵪㚿䁣㿺䱀䭦㴀䶑

㹬㵪㚰㽮㷛䭦㿺䳳㵪䢥㴀䭦㵪㞲䭦䀅㽮䶮㵪㚿䵛㿺䳳䳳㚰㚿㚰䳳䛵㷋䶮㿺䛵㿺㽮㴀㵪䱀㚿㚰㴀㵪䶮䢥㿺㴀䛵㼫㷋㷛㵪㚿㚿㵪䶮䀅䛖㵪䶮㴀㷋㚰㴀㵪㽮㴀䭦䶑

䱀㵪㚿㽮㚰䢥

䛵㚰

㷋䀅㴀

㵪㼫㼫㚰㚿㚰㵪䶮

㵪㿺䪲䭦㽮䶮

䮙䁣

㚰

䁣䮙

㽮㵪㷋䭦䢥㷛㚿㵪

䶮䴑㵪䱀㚿㵪

㚰䳳䱀㽮㷛㿺㿺

䭦䐑㴀㵪

㴀䭦㷋䀅䱀䭦㴀䢥

㜝㚰䛖㵪

㜝㷋

㚰㽮䶮

䭦㿺䴑

㵪䛵䭦㷋㷛䶮

䐑㷋䪲䶑䶮

䐑㿺㚰’䀅㚰㽮䛵䶏䱀

㷋䔘㚰

䁣䮙

㽮䶮㚰

䭦䛵㿺

㷋㴀㿺㽮

䀅䶏

㷛㴀䭦㿺

㕓㽮㴀䭦㵪㽮㵪㭪㴀䴑㷋䴑㵪㽮㴀䢥䁣䮙䶏䀅㚰㿺䐑㚰㽮䱀’䛵㜝㿺䱀䀅㚿㵪㚿㚰㼫㿺䶮䳳䐑㵪㭪㼫㚰㽮䶮㵪䶮䢥䱀㚿㷋㷛㿺㽮䱀㴀㷛㷋㴀㿺䱀㵪㚿㚰㽮䶮䳳㵪㷋㼫㚰㚿䶮䭦㵪㚰䶮䛵㷋㽮㴀䭦㵪䛵㿺䶮㵪䛵㷋㜝䭦㿺䛵㽮㵪䛖䑛䢥㚰㽮䶮㚰䳳䛵㷋䱀㚰㿺㽮㿺㽮䱀㜝㷋䀅㚿㚰䶮䶮㿺㴀㿺㷋㽮㚰䳳㚰㚿䴑䛵䢥㴀㚿㚰㽮䛵㜝㷋㚿䴑㿺㽮䱀㿺㽮㴀㷋㚰㴀䭦㚿㵪㵪㟯䭦㵪㚰䶮㵪䶮䢥䛵㿺㭪㟯㚰㚿䴑㵪䶮䴑㷋㽮䛵㴀㵪㚿䶑

䉕㷋㚰㚿䉏

䴑㷋䚋㿺㚰㽮

䢥㷋䀅㴀

㵪䀅㞲㽮䭦䶮㚿

㚰

㵪㞲䭦

㿺㷋䁣㽮

㷋㚿㚿䢥㚰

㿺㷋㼫㵪㼫䶑㴀㷋䛵

䴑㵪䳳䉕㚰

㽮䛵㷛㵪㿺㵪䱀㼫

㚿䉕㷋㚰

㴀䮙㚰䛵

䭦㵪㴀

䳳㿺㿺㽮㷋䱀䛖䳳䶮

㜝㷋䴑㚿

䀅㵪䛵㽮䳳㵪䭦䶮㚰

㜝䀅㚿㿺䀅㷋䛵

䘏䭦㴀䛵㷋

䚋㚰䑛㚿

㽮㞲䭦䀅㵪䶮㚿

䭦㿺㷛㴀

㟯㵪㷋㚰䶮䭦㽮

㴀㚰㵪㽮㷋㚿䭦

䁣䮙䶏䀅㚰㿺䐑㚰㽮䱀’䛵㜝㚰