In the center of the Pure Land of the Buddhist kingdom that spanned billions of tribulations, mount meru towered high, and the four Zen heavens were quiet. Sitting cross-legged was a golden Buddha of ancient wisdom. The twenty-four Buddhist lights behind his head overlapped layer upon layer, reflecting each other’s brilliance. The faint golden light was flawless, and it was holy and solemn, in his palm was an ancient glazed lamp that contained many meanings of cause and effect, as if it had existed since long ago.
At this moment, the eyes of this ancient Golden Buddha were not as deep and calm as before. They were filled with despair, frustration, frustration, and unwillingness. They were about to turn into inner demons and destroy the eternal cultivation.
“Sigh...”burning lamp let out a long sigh and spat out the turbid qi and demons in his heart. He allowed the glass lamp to burn them, eliminating the negative condensation in his body.
