Ye Futian opened his eyes. The golden Light of Buddha gleamed around him. Faintly, there seemed to be Sounds of Buddha lingering between heaven and earth, solemn and holy.
"The cultivation methods of Buddhism were indeed exceptional. It calms one's body and soul, elevating one's overall state of mind," Ye Futian whispered. Hua Jieyu and Hua Qingqing walked up behind him. Hua Jieyu smiled and said, "That's because all the Buddhist scriptures that Qingqing has been chosen for you are superior, making this effect possible."
"It's not so." Hua Qingqing said softly, "In Buddhism, there was no such thing as superior or inferior among scriptures, as it is dependent on the person who seeks the enlightenment. However, the Buddhist scriptures I have chosen are in ascending order, which is indeed beneficial to the state of mind. But what truly matters is the cultivator himself."
Obviously, Hua Qingqing was complimenting Ye Futian.