"Heaven and earth, myriad phenomena... Sun and moon turn, star river rotates, heralding spring and autumn, harmonizing the four seasons, merging into infinity, plants and trees, all types of fruits, divine interaction..."
Bai Lingmiao seated cross-legged in a meditative posture on the White Lotus Jade Throne, her two split upper bodies one above the other, holding lotus finger gestures with four hands, spreading like tree branches.
Other White Lotus believers surrounded the Saintess, chanting the scriptures along with her repeatedly, their faces filled with devout reverence, the white lotus at their brows flickering with each breath.
Not just here, but believers from other places had also put down their work and were chanting together. Given the current number of White Lotus followers, the entire Da Liang was temporarily enveloped in the sound of chanting.
