I am just a college student who writes fantasy novels, and I feel that it will be fun after writing 1 million words.
There is no sect, no sect, and no rule of law. This body of mine is all I can rely on. This body is the Tao, stepping into the dust net, the gods of the ten directions are at my disposal. If you kill me to achieve enlightenment, I will become Zen. If I don't enter Buddhism, who will?
Intention: Everyone has his own way, the so-called three thousand avenues, the vast world