There is no golden body in the temple, no statue of the god on the futon...
Gone myths, empty history;
Weird mystery, turbulent world.
The majestic figure hidden under the fog of history reveals only its scales, and the shadow cast by it covers all the time.
Observed at the macroscopic scale of time,
Underneath the illusion or illusion, what is reality?
The sword light cuts through the sky and shines on all the realms of Hengsha. Everything will eventually go away, only the eternal green!
This is a story of practice becoming reality.
