Even if it was as long as five hundred years, they would be waiting. They would wait through the morning bells and evening drums, in spring winds and autumn rains, until snow-like flowers finally hang over the pear tree. What an unimaginable persistence, and what bold vision!
Looking at these two people under the pear tree, the Chief Monk fell into a long silence. He didn't expect for the Academy to already know the biggest secret of Buddhism. The young man looked nothing special. Yet it was said that he had an archive of information through reading tens of thousands of books. It was proven with his utmost performance in all fields.