"Holy Buddha Venerable above, this little monk understands."
A faint Golden Light coiled around the young monk's body, rippling and swaying like Water Ripples. Faint Buddhist chants echoed in the void. After a long while, the Buddha Son pressed his palms together and bowed respectfully.
Then,
within the sea of his Spiritual Sense, the resplendent phantom of Spirit Mountain vanished as well.
The Buddha Son opened his eyes.
His lips were red and his teeth white, while his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, as though they could see through everything in the world.
"Amitabha. I never expected that even in a mere place like Yunzhou, someone could cultivate the Glazed Golden Body. But since he has cultivated my Great Sumeru Temple's Immeasurable Maha Golden Body, he is one fated with Buddha. He may as well ascend my Buddha's Great Sumeru Mountain and become a Dharma-protecting Vajra."
The Buddha Son pressed his palms together and lowered his gaze.
Between his brows,
there was nothing but boundless compassion.
At this moment,
behind him,
dozens, perhaps over a hundred people stood one after another. Like him, they pressed their palms together and lowered their faces, their expressions likewise full of compassion, seeing through worldly affairs and becoming Buddhas where they stood.
If anyone had been present,
they would have been horrified to discover
that every one of those people behind him
was a renowned figure in the nearby prefectures and counties!
Some were young prodigies, some were aged Old Ancestors, and there were even long-established Old Devils at the Cave True Level among them!
Yet these once proud and unruly, illustrious figures had all been moved by the Buddha Son. They had laid down every burden, willingly dedicating body and soul to the Buddha as they followed behind him.
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