The devotees come and go, heading towards the Great Hall within the Buddhist temple.
"Why is there no Buddha enshrined in the hall?"
Jin Chanzi looked, surprised, and asked.
In his eyes.
At the center of the Great Hall, there is no golden Buddha statue, nor any Bodhisattvas or Arhats, only a gigantic golden Buddha character, seemingly containing endless faith, Buddhist principles, with glittering Buddha Light.
"Jin Chanzi."
"This is where you are attached to appearances."
"In Qin's Buddhist law! The Buddha has no form!"
"As long as there is Buddha in the heart, no need for a golden body, Buddha naturally exists."
"This is Qin's Buddha!" Zhao Feng slowly spoke.
But these few words were like thunder, directly rushing into the depths of Jin Chanzi's soul.
"The Buddha has no form!"
"Buddha in the heart, no need for a golden body, Buddha naturally exists!"
"Is this... Buddhist law?"
