There is a border town in the northwest desert, a place where the spring breeze never crosses.
One day, the Buddha's light shone in the border town, and the Buddha's son was born, and everyone in the world looked at him. Only eighteen years after the birth of the Buddha, he traveled around the world, his hands stained with countless blood, and lectured in Ningdu, shocking the world.
It happened that the barbarians invaded the borders, the rivers overflowed, and there was a great epidemic in the south of the Yangtze River. The Buddha entered the Tianming Palace and met the emperor on earth.
From then on, the Buddha had concerns about the world, and the emperor saw the suffering in the world.
The two people supported each other and helped each other, overcoming obstacles, breaking conspiracies, and saving people along the way.
One said: "Resign from the imperial duties and go home to share the setting sun."
Another replied: "Bodhi is fruitless, Ziwei is in my arms."
Purpose: Taking food and warmth as our own responsibility and fairness in the world, regardless of life and death, honor and disgrace