Xaloc closed his eyes as he slumped to the ground.
Following the sound was a trace of dazzling white that surged from Xaloc's trousers, the book that always tied there was glowing slightly, it tore apart his pants and floated into the room.
As the chanting continued, the book began to glow. Thousands of dense white lights flew out of the book and completely illuminated the entire room, the white light revolving and drifting like mist, seeming to focus its rays on Xaloc.
After a minute, it fell to the ground, burn marks all over and a clover missing.
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Xaloc blinked open his eyes as the rays of the sun greeted him.
He was so comfortable.
Xaloc fully experienced the comfortable feeling of 'the heart cleansed of all impurities.' It felt as if his heart was washed by the purest water in the world, causing all its impurities to be eliminated, and only pureness and serenity were left behind.
No! Not his heart.
