Sea tides, birdsong, and shadows of clouds drifting across a deep blue sky.
When Ming Guangchen awoke, he was lying on a white sandy beach rapidly being reclaimed by the incoming tide. The sand was scorching, shimmering with visible heat waves. At the edge of the shore, the tops of coconut palms trembled with the rhythm of the surf, and a wind sharp as a blade caused a massive fruit to plummet from its branch.
Watching the fruit fall, the newly awakened Ming Guangchen narrowed his eyes. He had not rested in a long time. His eyes had been blind for years, and even though he possessed mystical vision, he rarely used it. Most people assumed he kept his eyes shut to feign sleep, but in truth, he never for a moment ceased the internal calculation of his Divine Abilities and Daoist techniques. The blind eyes that hid the world from him created a barrier, yet they also allowed him to approach the Great Dao from a perspective inaccessible to ordinary men.
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