Duobao's footprints had already covered every inch of land in The West.
The Buddhist teachings he proclaimed were utterly different from the orthodoxy of Mount Sumeru.
He spoke not of commandments, did not discuss bitter cultivation, and said only that all beings were equal, and that everyone could become a Buddha.
"What is Buddha? Buddha is not high above. Buddha is all beings."
"Everyone has Buddha-nature. Everyone can become a Buddha."
"Deliver yourself, and even more so, deliver others."
"Buddha is not atop the divine halls of Mount Sumeru, but within the heart of every suffering being."
At first, these words were denounced as heresy by countless Buddhist disciples.
But as time went by, more and more disciples who had witnessed the suffering of The West with their own eyes began to waver.
They discovered that those harsh commandments and that dry, bitter cultivation could not make this land abundant, nor could they allow those living beings struggling on the line between life and death to attain true liberation.
Instead, it was Duobao—wherever he went, he brought Good Thought with him.
He used Buddhist teachings to enlighten stubborn stone and transform it into clear springs; with his own Magic Power, he drove away miasma for the living beings of The West and resisted Demonic Beasts.
Gradually, figures began to follow behind him.
At first, it was only one or two young monks who had begun to doubt the existing doctrine.
Afterward, it was those living beings who had once been helped by him.
On this day, Duobao's steps finally stopped beneath that sacred mountain bathed in universal Buddha-light and wreathed in a thousand auspicious airs.
Mount Sumeru.
The final stop in his travels through The West.
The moment he stepped onto the foot of Mount Sumeru, the entire mountain seemed