□s□the sun b□gan to se□ behind t□e towerin□ mounta□ns, a lone trav□ler made his w□□ towards th□ ancient Pu□Ti Te□ple. The air wa□ filled wit□ antici□atio□ a□ h□ appro□che□ the im□□□ing gates, t□e so□nd□of chanting□monks echoing through □he t□an□uil v□lley.
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