"As the yaksha made a pact with the king, right in the midst of the boundless hundreds of thousands of tens of millions of the great assembly, he uttered the supreme wondrous gatha: From attachment arises sorrow, from attachment arises fear; if one is free from attachment, there is neither sorrow nor fear."
Saintess Xuan raised her head for a glance. She had already reached the Bodhi Dojo, so she immediately closed the scripture in her hand, stepped up the mountain, and went to see Huiyin Bodhi.
Her master, Abbess Miaoyin, was also there, along with a host of junior and senior uncle-masters, all sitting in stern meditation.
Ever since their parting in Xijing, Saintess Xuan had grown into a marriageable young nun, blossoming into a captivating and enchanting presence with a sinuous, undulating figure.
The lineage she cultivated was Red Dust Meditation: walking through the mortal world, stepping back and withdrawing at the very height of deep emotion, and thereby entering samadhi to realize true enlightenment. Thus, there was no need for her to shave her head.
After returning from Xijing, for reasons unknown, Saintess Xuan had gone into secluded cultivation. Unexpectedly, she had slipped into the Red Dust Samadhi without realizing it, and her cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds. By now, she had severed the Three Corpses God and attained the Spirit Refining Realm.
Huiyin Bodhi said she possessed a Bodhi heart and would certainly realize true enlightenment in the future.
Buddhism emphasized sudden enlightenment—the so-called dropping the butcher's knife to become a Buddha on the spot. Cultivation realms were actually not all that important, so those who attained sudden enlightenment often saw terrifying leaps in their cultivation progress.
Originally, because Saintess Xuan had failed to experience a romance with Young Master in Xijing, nor had