C197 Great thunderclap temple

The moment he set foot on this path, the clouds and mist in his surroundings dispersed. In a flash of golden light, trees and flowers covered the sky as the chanting of sutras continued without end.

Everything was different from before. The chanting of scriptures was like the low chanting of thousands of buddhas, describing the myriad of buddhist arts.

The road ahead was still a little blurry