Ten Thousand Sources Temple.
After more than a month of riding clouds and mist, Zhang Zhe and the other three finally arrived at Ten Thousand Sources Temple.
Entering Ten Thousand Sources Hall, they bowed and knelt in worship.
"Greetings, Ten Thousand Sources Buddha Lord!"
"Rise."
"Thank you, Buddha Lord!"
Zhang Zhe rose, his gaze constantly sweeping over the Ten Thousand Sources Buddha Lord before him.
"He really looks like the Buddha statues on Earth—fat-headed and big-eared," he muttered.
Seeing the disrespect in Zhang Zhe's eyes, the abbot raised a hand and knocked him on the head.
With an "Ow," Zhang Zhe clutched his head in pain and looked innocently at his own abbot.
The abbot shot him a glare.
Chi Yu smiled kindly and shook his head.
"Your purpose in coming here is already known to This Seat. Let us begin!"
At this, everyone bowed, then sat cross-legged and began voicing the doubts in their hearts.
They were all minor questions. Once Chi Yu spoke his words of wisdom, every one of them was resolved.
Just then, something seemed to go wrong in Zhang Zhe's head, and he actually began challenging Chi Yu on Buddhist doctrine.
"May I ask, Buddha Lord, what is a Buddha?"
Chi Yu smiled faintly. "If you see This Seat as a Buddha, then This Seat is a Buddha. A Buddha is true intent, formed from the faith of all living beings."
"The Buddha says the four elements are all empty. Is that true or not?"
"It is true, yet not true. A Buddhist heart adapts to circumstances and should not be confined to a single path. The Buddha is originally the Dao, born from human thoughts and bound by human thoughts. Only by transcending human thoughts can one become a true Buddha."
"The Buddha often