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A wizened monk, towering and large like a small hill, sat motionless there.,A withered monk pointed to the ground with one finger and to the sky with the other, saying, “This place is a lotus pure land, and above it lies an endless hell!”,Above, all manner of evil things abound, with a myriad of wicked deeds growing rampant. There are surging waves drowning mountains and fields, raging fires engulfing all ten directions, poisonous gas filling heaven and earth, and evil winds destroying everything...。