cyan-blue ghostly light, Lu Xiaoteng's palm lifted, and thirty-six silver leaves flew out, forming a circle in the air. Amidst the chanting of Buddhist scriptures, silver radiance surged from the silv...At this point, Manjushri Bodhisattva feels it especially keenly. There are already quite a few people following behind who find it tiring.t, his hand trembled uncontrollably. 。The beauty in the painting has skin like snow, with a hint of melancholy in her eyes that lingers. 。This painting is unknown in origin, but the brushstrokes hold...