Amid a rain of flowers filling the sky, eight water mirrors slowly rose around the giant Buddha of Spirit Mountain Temple.
Boundless Buddhist light shone from these water mirrors, projecting the scene of the Spirit Mountain Dharma Assembly a hundred li away, allowing every worshipper who had come to pay homage to see it all with perfect clarity.
Tens of thousands of worshippers fell to their knees as one. With their limbs and foreheads pressed to the ground, they chanted the Buddha's name, their faces filled with fanatical devotion.
Their prayers surged like a tide into Spirit Mountain Temple, and the great Buddha at its center shone ever more brilliantly!
At that moment, sunlight fell upon Spirit Mountain behind Spirit Mountain Temple, golden radiance blazing forth and illuminating the earth.
The sight left quite a few cultivators attending the ceremony dumbstruck.
It was their first time coming to Spirit Mountain as representatives of their sects. Though they had prepared themselves mentally, the miraculous spectacle still shook them to the core.
Fortunately, a formation shielded the viewing seats. Otherwise, someone would surely have converted to the Buddhist Sect on the spot.
That would have been a tremendous joke.
The next moment, a Lotus Platform rose before the great Buddha, its jade-white petals gleaming with a faint radiance.
A monk appeared gracefully atop the Lotus Platform.
"This is Abbot Faxin of Spirit Mountain Temple..."
Xu Yingyi, seated beside Wang Chen, wore an exceptionally grave expression as he quietly introduced him. "A great Vajra master!"
Xu Yingyi's voice was extremely soft, yet the instant he finished speaking, Xuyuan, seated upon the Lotus Platform, suddenly looked toward the two of them. A trace of amusement appeared in his long, narrow eyes.
This eminent monk of the Faxin generation looked no more than twenty or