Year 456 atop Wudan

In the year 456 atop Wudan mountain a fierce storm struck.I was asleep alone in my room when I was awakened by a crack of lightning which tore a small storage room in half.The high winds whistled throughout the compoundand although no one would dare leave their room for fear of Master Po's punishment,everybody was awake.The following morning at 5 am I left for exercise as usual.The rain had cleared and the devastation was obvious, the temple was damaged badly.Master Po arose unusually cheerful and came out to greet us as we stood. . .