Only to see that from the first floor upwards, every stone window of the pagoda was spewing Buddha Flame, one layer after another, until all seven tiers shone bright.
In that instant, the glazed Treasure Pearl atop the pagoda, covered in dust for years, shook off its grime; from it coalesced a massive Jinlian, seven zhang across. In its golden heart, the spinning 'Wan' Buddha Seal could be faintly seen.
"All seven tiers aglow, a seven-zhang Jinlian... This—this is impossible?!"
The grey-robed old monk cried out, dazed and lost. His heart surged with shock, his Zen Staff clanged to the ground, his face twisted in terror, parched lips trembling.
