Dawn tore across the sky, dispelling the deep darkness. The tranquil Heavenly Sea Origin grew lively, brimming with vitality.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The bell rang out, carrying peculiar ripples that dispelled all distracting thoughts from people's hearts, leaving them clear and spotless. Their bodies felt transparent, as though every impurity had been shattered away.
"What a miraculous bell. My heart is as calm as a lake now, as if I no longer have any worldly desires." Jiang Zhiwei stepped out of the pavilion and looked toward the source of the sound.
"Evening drums and morning bells awaken those drunk on fame and profit—" Qin Sheng followed her out and recited.
"Those words of yours carry quite a Zen insight, Little Martial Uncle." Jiang Zhiwei voiced her approval.
"This is the couplet at the entrance of Water-Moon Nunnery, one of the Buddhist Sect's Four Great Temples." Qin Sheng smiled.
"The second line is: Sutra chants and Buddha invocations call back those lost in dreams upon the Sea of Bitterness."
Water-Moon Nunnery took the Heart Sutra of Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva as its foundational inheritance. Cultivating this martial art to its peak could grant one the Great Merciful and Compassionate Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva Golden Body.
Within the Buddhist Sect, this Dharma Body inheritance ranked only below those of the three Other Shore Buddhas, placing it at an exceedingly high level.
Arhat, Bodhisattva, Buddha—these three Divine Fruitions rose from low to high, marking the Buddhist Sect's path of cultivation.
However, some Bodhisattvas were no weaker than Buddhas. They simply had not attained Buddhahood for various reasons.
As the bell echoes reverberated, a mountain resembling burning black flames appeared above the lake in the sky. It was Demon Sage Mountain.
Nine-tailed foxes emerged one after another from their caves and pavilions, prostrating themselves devoutly toward Demon Sage