"Amitabha. This humble monk greets the honored guests." His eyes swept over the crowd when he welcomed them all with a warm smile on his face. "Fifty years have passed since the Gate of the Eternal Body last opened."
His voice seemed to be so gentle to hear that everyone felt like listening to it in silence.
It felt like he was preaching Dao itself.
"Every 50 years we get to see new faces in the crowd who come to celebrate the glorious years of our temple and join us in the fateful adventure through the Great Domain our founding abbot left us." His withered eyes landed on the statue behind him as he said those words.
"Although many entered,. Few returned. Fewer still understood. While the treasures and benefits may seem alluring, be mindful of the dangers it brings as well."
Even though he warned everyone, he knew in his heart that no one would listen to him and sighed inwardly.
