As time went by, fewer and fewer people were crossing the golden sea. All Buddhas Fest had entered its last month, and the All Buddhas Conference would be held on the Spirit Mountain of Western Heaven.
With no more Buddhist cultivators to cross over the golden sea, many cultivators held lotuses in their hands and placed them into the golden sea. Suddenly, those lotus blossoms seemed to be effused with a golden glow, drifting towards the center of the sea as if they were transforming into golden lotus flowers.
Countless others repeated this same action. Soon, those who had released the lotus flowers clasped their hands together in front of them, worshipping the golden sea with their eyes closed. The Sound of Buddha came out of their mouths. These tremendously pious folks seemed to be praying for blessings.
