"It didn't look like any powerful formation. From the looks of it, it seemed to be drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish the venerable monks," Bai Xiaotian replied to Shen Luo via voice transmission after inspecting it as instructed. He, too, found it somewhat strange.
After all, not all the venerable monks here were cultivators; quite a few were ordinary people. The Dharma assembly certainly would not end anytime soon, and if they had to sit on the high platforms without replenishment, some of them might not be able to endure it.
"That's possible. Let's keep watching," Shen Luo replied.
After saying that, he gave up meditating. Instead, he closed his eyes and focused all his attention on the changes below the square.
The Zen masters explained Buddhist scriptures one after another. Some spoke profoundly yet simply, making their words easy to understand, while others were obscure and difficult to comprehend. Though the venerable monks understood them all, the surrounding commoners had trouble following some of them.
When it was Chan'er's turn to explain the scriptures, his voice was still youthful and soft, as he was now merely an ordinary person. Only through the operation of the formation within the altar beneath him was his voice carried across the gathering.
He explained the widely circulated Heart Sutra. Though nearly everyone had heard it before, the understanding born in each heart differed. Chan'er's explanation simplified the complex and unfolded with gentle clarity, dispelling the doubts in many commoners' hearts. Even quite a few venerable monks nodded repeatedly as they listened.
Although Shen Luo had been keeping watch on the surrounding changes, he had not missed the insightful words from the scripture lectures. Yet after listening through the rounds, he noticed something rather strange.
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