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Early morning.
Inside a small courtyard.
Zen Master Zhi Kong sat cross-legged on a prayer mat.
Across from him sat a little monk, a tiny thing who looked to be only three or four years old, his large eyes blinking.
He wore a slightly oversized monk’s robe, one hand propping up his smooth-shaven head, a look of utter boredom on his face.
"Amitabha. Wu Chen, today’s morning lesson is on the Six-Word Great Bright Mantra. Do you know which six ...
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