A few days later, Ning Que, who was carrying Sangsang on his back, arrived at a field that was dozens of li away from the snow mountain. There were thousands of lakes and ponds with countless paths in between.
The banks of the ponds had willow trees and white and red lotuses. The green leaves of lotuses were like a dress, and the stems were all golden. It was very beautiful.
There were golden lights pervading the countless ponds, from lotus flowers to willow trees and even the pond water. That was the Light of Buddha.
The Light of Buddha was too bright, and the scene before them was too beautiful. Even though Ning Que held the big black umbrella very low, they couldn't avoid the ubiquitous light. Affected by the poisons in Sangsang's body, his chest and abdomen were in pain and his throat felt itchy, which was a sign that he was about to vomit blood.