Tianxiaxi Divine Finger

The bodhisattva-like figure of a woman in white laughed at me for the first time and made me fall into the devil's trap. The plum blossoms on the snow are full of petals, and the swords and swords cross the Zen Hall. Tantric people are thinking arrogantly while sleeping, lying on the palm of the Buddha with their knees crossed and their eyes closed. The holy monk took off his red makeup in shame, and the sandalwood scent filled the air while the Buddhist monks sang. The beautiful eyebrows are frequently knitted together in a gentle manner, and the jade ring on the cassock is filled with tears. Burning lamps and relics cut off evil ties, thousands of miles of sad wind and a cold sword.