In fact, Lu Xuan's decision was made out of caution.
Although he wasn't certain what Tian Chong Temple was up to, if the temple truly harbored an evil entity, he was confident in resolving it promptly.
"Dang, dang, dang..."
The sound of the temple bell rang out, seven times in succession, signaling the start of the Buddha's Birthday ceremony.
Disciples of Tian Chong Temple served up row after row of vegetarian dishes, each exquisitely prepared and presented on jade plates.
The chopsticks and bowls on the table were also carved from white jade, flawless in every aspect.
Above the clouds, the powerful cultivators chatted and laughed jovially.
Within the Pure Land Paradise, the people were in high spirits, enjoying the festivity.
At Feng Yangzi's table, a gray-robed female master stood up and raised her glass with a smile:
