Fang Yi made his arduous way through the snow-covered mountains and ridges, overcoming countless hardships to finally reach Abbot Faxin's dwelling after nightfall, standing before the courtyard gate amidst the mingling wind and snow.
Though his heart overflowed with countless words, and he had pondered for a long time over what to say upon meeting, Fang Yi now felt that any thought or word would be superfluous. He stepped forward, raised a trembling hand, and gently knocked on the door. Yet he feared that even this slight sound might disturb his master's meditation, contemplation of Zen, and devoted spiritual practice.
Unexpectedly, before Fang Yi could speak into the courtyard, the tightly closed gate swung open ajar, revealing a slanted patch of light and shadow stretching across the ground. A figure swayed slightly within this diagonal light, gradually growing longer.
Chapter 453