C1763 Primordial spirit

The grass and trees swelled, the spring breeze blew, and the rain began to fall. Under the rays of the sun, the sky was filled with light.

Jin Chanzi's surroundings, the dense forest was filled with flowers, and the bees and butterflies were swimming in the center.

Everything was brimming with vitality.

"Amitabha."

Jin Chanzi closed her eyes and announced the name of the Buddha