Before long, Nezha reached the mountaintop. This area was dramatically different from the natural tranquility of the mountain below. While not extravagant, it was clear that great care had been taken in its design, with every detail embodying the essence of Dao.
As he stepped onto the Green Jade Stairs before Yunxiao Cave, suddenly, ten thousand golden lamps lit up above his head.
There was no moss on the stone steps underfoot; instead, they were inscribed with Sanskrit scripts from the Diamond Sutra. Nezha glanced down, and the lamplight made the lotus pattern on his shoes clearly visible.
Nezha smiled and said, "The signs of the Western Pure Land have been evident for a long time."
An old Taoist carrying firewood carefully walked past on the slippery path from afar, singing, "Wild waters and clear breezes brush the willows, flowers drift on the pool's surface. When asked where one lives in quiet solitude, deep among the white clouds is my home."
