"A clear heart is like the reflection of innocence. In the Buddhist Path, strive for a clear heart, untainted by Heart demons nor the Corruption of the world."
"Master, we understand."
"Amitabha… mhm?"
Swoosh!
The old monk who was giving his disciples some pointers felt something that raised his eyebrow then disappeared from his location. When he reappeared, he was at the bottom of the mountain where his temple was built.
"Great Master, it's bad! It's really bad! Demons! Demons!"
"Amitabha, please speak properly." the monk's voice calmed the man down somewhat.
"Great Master, demons have invaded our world and are causing havoc in the cities! The Demonic Cultivators have joined them in this endeavour, raping and killing our people! Please lend us a helping hand."
"Don't worry, the Monk Temple shall assist in the eradication of this evil. I shall personally lead this expedition! Just give me some time to prepare."
