Chapter 76 Listening to Sermons Before the Buddha: Enlightenment (Part 1)

Xu Zhantang looked at the sky. The sky was gloomy, thunder mournfully crying, and countless blood droplets fell.

The one mourning as well was the little horse that had just found its master.

It didn't know what had happened, only feeling its master's full resentment, only seeing its master lying in the blood water like mud.

"Neigh neigh neigh!"

In the gloomy sky, a horse covered in blood charged like fire towards Wuchen.

"Amitabha." Wuchen gently brushed his right hand and tenderly pushed the small horse aside, his merciful nature preventing it from getting hurt.

Xu Zhantang wiped the blood rain from his face, licked it with his tongue, and felt a strong metallic taste, so pungent that he, accustomed to blood and flesh, wanted to vomit.

But he dared not, because this was a place of purity.