"Everyone can see, the golden light here is even more intense than before. This golden light has appeared since three days ago, giving people a sense of tranquility."
"Let's interview the monks here. Maybe they know something by now."
The monks and living Buddhas nearby had expressions that could only be described as a mix of crying and laughing, or rather, their smiles looked more difficult than tears.
What happened here, they truly don't know. Who knows what the ancestors left behind? But they've lost it, and even the cultivation techniques they're practicing now were obtained from outside sources.
As for improving these techniques to make them their own, they are far from having that capability.
No choice, these old monks can only chant scriptures, and the people around them, looking at their appearance, were unsure of what to think. Anyway, a ton of small essays started spreading wildly online.
