I. First Glimpse of Karma: Whispers of Cause and Effect
In the ancient, tranquil, and solemn Lingyin Temple, wisps of sandalwood incense drifted through every inch of the air, as if binding the mortal world to the wisdom of the Buddha's teachings. The young monk Huiming, dressed in a simple, unadorned robe, sat upright and steady on his meditation cushion, his posture straight and his expression focused and devout. His gaze stayed fixed on the elderly abbot before him, his eyes brimming with a fervent hunger for the profound wisdom of the Dharma. The old abbot's face was gentle and kind. Though the passage of time had quietly left its marks upon him, it had done nothing to diminish the clarity in his eyes
