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"Do not indulge in excessive sentimentality, lest you tarnish the Buddha Sect's purity,"
"Wukong, I have wronged you."
"If there is a next life…"
The last image in Cheng Guang's vision froze on a gorgeous woman clad in a pink long skirt, her eyes, brimming with boundless tenderness, gazing at him.
And the "myself" within the image,
Seemed to be painfully closing his eyes,
Muttering verses from the Book of Songs.
Then the image turned pitch-black, with only the laments of living beings, the laughter of Immortal Buddhas, and the thunderous roar of the Great Dao audible.
In this darkness,
Another voice echoed in Cheng Guang's ears.
"With this merit, I adorn the Buddha's pure land. Above, I repay the fourfold grace; below, I relieve the suffering of the three paths. Should any who witness this develop the mind of Bodhi, may they be reborn together in the Ultimate Bliss, reciprocating this very body."
