Great Buddha Temple.
The temple's dwellings stretched far, occupying most of Tai He Mountain.
As the pillar of Southern Martial Arts, the Great Buddha Temple was always bustling with worshippers, and the grand Great Majestic Hall was constantly enveloped in the scents of sandalwood and burning lamp oil.
In the monks' dormitory behind the mountain, where tourists were not allowed to enter.
A novice monk stood trembling as he held a tray with some vegetarian snacks, entering a meditation chamber: "Uncle Master... Uncle Grandmaster Jing Shan has brought your meal!"
"Come in."
Inside the meditation chamber was an old monk with white eyebrows and white beard, skinny as a skeleton, his head marked with nine scars of ordination.
He was sitting cross-legged in meditation, barely opening his eyes, he smiled at Jing Shan: "Why isn't it Jing Yuan?"
