"May you ascend to greater heights and soon attain enlightenment!"
Flames ignited the sleeves of the woman in his memory, consuming most of her figure.
At that moment, the echoing wooden fish sounds in the Qinglan Buddha Hall suddenly stopped.
"No!"
Shen Hui suddenly rose to his feet, kicking the wooden fish in front of him to the ground, trying to grasp the hand of the woman in his memory.
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My name is Shen Hui, inherently graced with Buddha's charm, carrying brocade in my belly and a lotus in my heart. Very early on, I had already become a Buddha's Disciple of Mount Daguangming.
Before this, people often mentioned me in the same breath as Zhang Daoyi from Dragon Tiger Mountain. Yet, in my heart, Zhang Daoyi has never been a worthy opponent, it's just that this humble Monk wished not to engage in such petty rivalry.
A flowing river never strives to be first; the struggle is to continue, incessant and unending.
