"..."
The scene was enveloped in a serene quietude, almost veering towards solemn silence.
Even the young monk holding the lamp beside them seemed somewhat bewildered.
Master Miaoguang had certainly earned a reputation as a renowned master in these circles.
Anyone who visited the city of Lin in the Western State for tourism made it a point to offer incense and pay respects at the Liushan Temple.
However, there were certain truths that couldn't be fully disclosed, and even Master Miaoguang would only hint at them in a rather obscure manner.
But even his vague hints were profoundly beneficial, spreading his fame to other cities.
Over the decades, with Master Miaoguang presiding over Liushan Temple, its popularity had surged.
He had numerous disciples, all highly respected.
Yet, when had they ever seen him treating a mere talisman with such reverence, addressing it as his senior?