The lingering chime of the bell on the Demonstration Platform had not yet faded.
The afternoon light filtered through the misty sea of Buddha Light clouds over Spirit Mountain, scattering mottled and sacred golden radiance.
The brief rest had not cooled the fervent enthusiasm of the five hundred Arhats to seek the Dao and discuss the Dharma.
Just as 1:00 PM arrived, without any need for prompting, the Arhats had already refocused their minds, their gazes once again turning to the central lotus platform.
The withered old monk remained seated in quiet meditation, merely giving a slight nod.
This time, an Arhat with an ethereal aura, clad in a Cloud Pattern Kasaya, was the first to speak. He expounded on the distinction between "Illusory Bubble" and "Void and Subtle Existence."
