Qinglong Temple.
The sun leaned westward, yet it wasn't twilight, but the temple was already bustling with people, bustling shoulder to shoulder. Ever since Master Huipu gained fame, the incense offerings at Qinglong Temple had grown increasingly, and today there were rumors that the Master would open a lecture on the Lotus Sutra, causing a stir throughout the city.
From the luxurious chariots of the noble families to the crude donkey carts of the commoners, the road before the temple was jammed completely, and as soon as the temple gates opened, the crowd surged in like a tide.
Inside the Great Hall, the gilded incense burner before the Three Body Buddha Statue was already filled with incense sticks, the blue smoke swirling, nearly obscuring the Buddha's face, and even the Eighteen Arhats, which were usually not visited, had an endless stream of incense offerings.
