The Snow Lotus Sect was headed by Snow Mountain's enigmatic and unpredictable main range. Below it, seven great temples spread like seven great rivers, winding and connecting seventy-two mid-tier temples, flowing across the Snow Mountain territory. Every intersection spawned countless small temples.
Ice Wheel Bodhi Temple stood at the tail end of those rivers. By the shores of Blue Lake, a thousand mastiffs raced across the snowy plains, crisscrossing in pursuit of snow deer. Suddenly, white dust rose from the horizon.
The lead mastiff, its head frosted with snowflakes, fixed its gaze on an approaching yellow-hatted monk. Within Myriad Mastiff Temple, the monks swiftly arranged themselves and prostrated in greeting. The next day.
Two yellow-robed monks from Myriad Mastiff Temple each rode a mastiff, leading three more, racing across the snowy plains on their long-haired mounts. They did not head for Hantai Prefecture but turned east toward an even smaller temple, Moon Spring Temple.
“Master, Ice Wheel Bodhi Temple ordered us to probe for information. Why did the venerable master only have us take two mastiffs to Moon Spring Temple?”
The young monk was puzzled.
“If the Bodhi Temple Living Buddha places blame…”