The audience below all nodded in agreement, thinking this person's words made sense. Although most of them found the translator's half-baked, disjointed speech quite awkward, it didn't stop everyone from feeling, at the beginning when Ye Tian spoke, that they all had the Buddha Heart.
"Amitabha, well said, well said. After listening to the young friend's speech, this old monk has truly experienced a profound realization. May I ask, young friend, which Sect do you hail from?"
The old Monk who was among those masters Ye Tian had seen while he was below now stood up, holding a golden Nine Dragon Zen Staff and walked over.
