After a while, Monk Yuande opened his eyes.

His eyes are bright and compelling, as if the morning sun is shining in them, you can't look directly at them.

Fakong smiled: "Congratulations, master."

It seems that Monk Yuande has comprehended it, but he has not really practiced it, but just touched the door.

Monk Yuande slowly shook his head: "This sutra is a bit weird."

Fakong said: "What's so weird?"

"The power of this sutra is not martial arts, but Buddhism

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