The Bright Moon slowly rises, while the Fierce Sun continues to ascend, wanting to chase the Moonlight.
"The Fierce Sun is the Realization of Prajna, the Bright Moon is the Observing Wisdom, Observing the Sea of Treasures, all realities are empty."
The Green Robed Buddha followed this magic skill, forgetting the existence of his own legs, only feeling that he entered a strange Void World,
That Fierce Sun, he did not control it, but the less he tried to control it, the more the Fierce Sun seemed to have a consciousness of its own, continuously chasing towards the Bright Moon.
The distance between the Fierce Sun and the Bright Moon becomes smaller and smaller, until it's only three feet away, unable to get even an inch closer.
Even if the Green Robed Buddha poured all his will into it, it was to no avail.
"Whew!"
He exhaled deeply; although he couldn't make the distance between his two small prajna closer, he was extremely satisfied.
