A faint smile, Yitian greets Pu! I’m fine with tea girl.”

Zihua looked at Yitian with strange eyes and shook her head and said, "I'm fine, why do you want to help me?"

Yitian said casually: "Because I want you to understand that in the world and earthly world, the space occupied by Buddhism is only a very small part. If I forget the world and avoid the world and do not ask about the world, how can you and I meet each other? Since we meet, we are destined. This destiny is a hindrance in Buddhism and an obstacle on the road to practice. If you want to clear the obstacles, you must break the dust and break the destiny. In this way, isn't Buddha and destiny a contradictory existence?"[.]

The saint Zihua seemed to smile, and a ripple appeared in her eyes, and she said lightly: "The world of the world refines the mind just to realize the Buddha. If one day, you can regard all dharmas as nothing, you will understand what immortals are and what Buddha is."

Yitian asked, "If I have no mind and I only want to be a person, then what if I do?"

Zihua said: "The sufferings of the world are in the West, and the bliss of the West is boundless. The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

Yitian smiled and said, "The saint has been practicing Buddhism since he was a child. Have you ever learned about the other ways of cultivation in the six realms of cultivation? For example, Nanyang's cultivation power is good at martial arts and fighting, and comes from the original heart. Daozhou's cultivation is quiet and inaction, and is not stained with the world. Youzhou's swordsmanship is exquisite and pursues the ultimate. If these are used in Buddhist theory, emptiness is color, and color is emptiness. Isn't everything meaningless?"

Yitian's words are thought-provoking, but the saint Zihua seems very calm. It seems that she has heard too many such remarks and has already reached the state of being as calm as me.

"Buddhism is compassionate and helpful to others. If you believe in my Buddha, you will reach the Pure Land."

Yitian disagreed and retorted: "If a person who practices Buddha becomes a Buddha with one mind, this obsession is also a mistake. If you forget yourself, you can become a Buddha, then Buddha is emptiness, and emptiness is Buddha."

Zihua did not argue with Yitian, and said calmly: "There is a word called "All thoughts are gone. When one day you understand the true meaning of this word, you will understand the meaning of my Buddha's existence."

Yitian sighed when he heard this and talked about Buddhism with the saint Zihua. It was obvious that he chose the wrong method.

Looking away, Yitian looked at the direction of Feiyun City, and changed the topic and said, "The pair of dark blue eyes just now are very mysterious. Who is it?"

Zihua's eyes moved slightly and she said softly: "That is the black-hearted old demon of Xinhui Sect, one of the five evil spirits in Yunzhou. What you saw just now was just a ray of his thoughts, which was just a weak clone."

Yitian said in shock: "A wisp of thought, a weak clone? Is this still weak?"

Zihua said calmly: "The world of cultivation on Yunhuang Continent is thousands of times more complicated than you think. For ordinary people, Emperor Wu is lawless in dominating one side. In fact, Emperor Wu is just the lowest threshold to the mysterious world.

Yitian's face changed slightly. He judged that the Saint Zihua would not lie. This should be completely true, but this situation surprised Yitian.

Emperor Wu is a special name used by Yunzhou and Nanyang to describe a person with profound cultivation, and is not a common word in Yunhuang Continent.

But even so, there are quite a few people who can reach the level of Emperor Wu on Yunhuang Continent.

Now, Zihua, a saint from Fozhou, said that Emperor Wu is only the lowest threshold, so what should be called a person who has reached the highest level?

What level can their cultivation reach and what words should be used to describe it?

"The saint knows very well about these things?"

Zihua said calmly: "I came from the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas. Of course, there is more situation in Yunhuang Continent than you know."

Yitian was a little surprised. He knew that the Saint Zihua came from Fozhou, but he didn't know that the Saint Zihua was actually from the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Thinking of his relationship with the Baji Temple, Yitian couldn't help but sigh, looking at Zihua's eyes strangely, and was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "The formless Dharma image that the Saint practiced is very mysterious. I wonder if there is any flaw?"

Zihua did not avoid this question and replied calmly: "Any magic trick has flaws before it has reached the highest level. For me, there are no flaws in the formless Dharma image."

Yitian smiled when he heard this, and his eyes were filled with a mysterious smell.

"The strongest person is the weakest, and colorless means color. What does the saint think?"

Leaving this sentence, the will of heaven floated away. With the wisdom of the saint, some things need not be said too clearly.

Zihua looked at Yitian's distant figure, and a strange look flashed in her eyes.

Colorless means color. What does Yitian want to express in these six short words?

The formless Dharma image that the saint practiced, even Tang Tang Jianzi would be respectful and had no evil thoughts. It can almost be said that he has reached the highest level of cultivation. Is there really a way in the world that can crack the formless Dharma image?

At this moment, the Saint Zihua fell into deep thought.

With her wisdom, she naturally understands that colorlessness means color, but is it really the case?

In the past, Gao Yang, the young master of the Demon Sect, had tried every means to crack the formless Dharma image of the Saint Zihua, but unfortunately the method was wrong. No matter how hard he tried, he could not crack it.

Now, Yitian has proposed the theory that colorlessness is color, and it is stated that the flaw of the colorless Dharma image lies in a cunning study.

As long as the saint Zihua can move her, the formless Dharma image she has practiced will be destroyed without any attack.

Of course, this is only aimed at the person she is moved by, and others still cannot break her formless Dharma image.

The so-called strongest person is the weakest, which means that the weakness of the formless Dharma image is hidden in its strongest defensive ability.

It’s like a master, when he attacks with all his strength, his lethality will definitely reach the strongest, but his defense will drop to the weakest, which is eternal and unchanging.

Thinking of this, the saint Zihua suddenly sighed. When she was thinking about this question, her mind had already fluctuated and she had a belated enlightenment.

For Yitian, he just suddenly thought of the weakness of the formless Dharma image and subconsciously told the saint Zihua.

But Yitian didn't know that his words had touched the heartstrings of the Saint Zihua.

If the saint ignored her and her heart was as calm as water, the words of Yitian would not affect her.

Once the saint has a mental fluctuation and uses wisdom and consciousness to consider this issue, she has already fallen into it without realizing it.

At that moment, one thought became a Buddha, one thought became a demon, that short thought had broken the calm lake of the Saint Zihua's heart, leaving an indelible mark, which was a destined entanglement between her and Yitian.

For many years, no one has been able to touch the Saint's heartstrings and break her spiritual defense.

But today, just as Yitian left, the sentence "colorlessness" was color, which broke the form of the formless Dharma that the Saint had practiced for many years, leaving her heart with flaws from now on.

Although this flaw is only for Yitian, on the other hand, Yitian has become a flaw for the Saint Zihua.

When Yitian returned to Ruifeng Tower, everyone was chatting, and the topics they talked about were centered around this competition, and many of the outstanding performers were the focus of attention.

When everyone came back from the meeting, smiles appeared on their faces.

Lan Xin pulled Yitian and sat beside her and asked about her previous situation.

"Young Master, the storm suddenly disappeared just now. Is it related to you?"

Yitian smiled and said, "That was the credit of the Saint Zihua. I just ran to the clouds to take a look. Today everyone performed well, let's celebrate tonight."

Lan Xin asked, "Do you want to call the master together?"

Yitian thought about it and denied Lan Xin's proposal.

"My sister is concentrating on her practice, so everyone doesn't have to bother her.

Xu Ruohua looked at Yitian and put forward some of his opinions on this competition.

"Feiyu, from today's competition, the teams that advanced this time all have their own characteristics. Tomorrow's second round of trials will probably be much more tragic than today. If we meet some special teams, should we consider the response in advance?"

Xiao Mingyue said: "Including the public is not the only one. There are still 36 teams in the current rematch. According to previous practice, 18 teams will be eliminated tomorrow. Judging from the situation on site today, there should not be too many accidents in tomorrow's knockout round. A truly tragic event should be in the third round of the selection."

Nangong Yun was optimistic and smiled and said, "We don't have to worry too much about this. Who meets whom is the issue that the organizer needs to consider. According to today's analysis, Nangong Family currently has three teams to advance, and four teams to advance in Xuanyang Palace, and the overall proportion is not high. As long as the Marshal's Mansion arranges the competition as much as possible and saves the strongest team until the end, it will inevitably have a great impact on the two giants."

Murong Xiaoye smiled and said, "It can be seen from the organizers' strong and weak matchup that they really want to leave a strong team, with the purpose of restraining and Fuheng the two giants. The overall strength of this competition team is quite strong, but the number of Xuanhuang masters sent by the two giants is small, and it is very likely that the entire army will be wiped out."

Ma Zhiyuan said: "On today's arena, Wuque Young Master, Feifan Young Master, Hongyun Empire, and Xuefeng Empire have all shown amazing strength, and these teams should become our ultimate opponents."

After listening to everyone's opinions, Yitian smiled and said, "There are usually many variables in competitions. We don't need to think too much now. As long as we get benefits in the competition process, we will gain something."

Yitian's words have taken the game over and seemed to not want to talk too much.

Everyone then chatted! When Lan Xin asked Ruizhu Building to hold a banquet to celebrate today's successful promotion.

After dinner, Ma Zhiyuan left Ruizhu Building and went around the city alone.

Chixia Zhenren returned to the room and didn't know what to do.

Nangong Yun pulled Yitian to the top of Ruiqian Building, and looked at the extremely prosperous Feiyun City, and the father and son chatted.

Since entering Feiyun City, Yitian rarely gets alone with Nangong Yun. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!