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"Amitabha!"

Zhou Yi chanted the Buddha's name and said, "Originally, there was nothing, so where does the dust arise? Elder brother, you are attached to appearances!"

The words fell.

Once more, silence reigned in the hall. Unlike the previous furrowed brows, the expressions of the many monks relaxed, as if enlightened.

Among them, those monks with superior comprehension immediately sat cross-legged in the hall, their hands clasped in prayer as they recited Buddhist scriptures. Their mana surged rapidly, vaguely indicating an imminent breakthrough.

In Dongsheng Divine Continent, Buddhism mainly divided into the Vinaya School and the Zen School, the former focusing on discipline and the latter on sudden enlightenment.

It is said that the ancestor of the Zen School was originally a common man who fortuitously became a Buddhist cultivator. Hindered by his limited Spirit Root, it took him decades just to reach Foundation Establishment. Seeing his lifespan drawing to a close, one day he attained sudden enlightenment in the Buddhist Law and, in just a thousand years, he achieved Core Formation, Nascent Soul, Divinity Transformation, and ascended to the Immortal Realm!

The experiences of the ancestor of the Zen School inspired countless Buddhist disciples, who dedicated themselves tirelessly to contemplating the Buddhist Law.

When Zhou Yi heard this story, he could not help but sneer. This so-called sudden enlightenment was most likely due to a stroke of great fortune, perhaps a transmission from a higher realm, or even a Buddha's Supreme Treasure—or it might even be something like a system or cheat.

As a cultivator who had witnessed the destruction of a continent and billions of beings turning into Corpse Demons, how could he believe in so-called destiny?

In all likelihood, might makes right!

Such thoughts, of course, could not be expressed. Yin Guang Luohan was a successor of the Zen School, so not only would Zhou Yi not spread heretical ideas, but he would also promote the mysteries of sudden enlightenment.

After a long while.

The monks in the hall emerged from their contemplation and sudden enlightenment, bowing en masse to Zhou Yi, their hands clasped in prayer as they loudly chanted the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha! This junior brother's centuries of reciting scriptures are indeed extraordinary; today's incident was our violation of the precept against anger. We will definitively come to apologize later."

"No harm, no harm."

Zhou Yi clasped his hands in return and with a smile said, "This junior brother has only a slight understanding of the Buddhist Law. It is because of everyone's profound practice that you could have such an enlightenment. Of course, if elder brothers come to express gratitude, this junior brother cannot refuse."

"After all, our Buddha speaks of karma, and if this junior brother were to reject your thanks, that would thwart elder brothers' practice of the Buddhist Law, which would truly be a grave and terrible sin!"

"..."

The crowd of monks fell silent, their faces turning red with restraint. Any initial approval dissolved, and they saw that he was still the greedy, lustful, shameless fellow they knew.

The bright yellow Monk's Robe on Zhou Yi's body was genuinely unsettling for the monks in the hall!

At the highest seat.

Yin Guang Luohan's face was full of smiles; taking Zhou Yi as a disciple had other reasons, and he did not care about his grasp of the Buddhist Law.

Now that he had seen Zhou Yi outshine the group of monks in debate, leaving the Vinaya School disciples, who were far superior in cultivation, speechless, he felt even more delighted, as though he had won a huge prize in a buy-one-get-one-free deal.

"You scoundrel, do not spout any more outrageous remarks."
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Yin Guang Luohan sounded as if he were reprimanding, but his tone was actually affectionate, as the Buddha's light in his hand coalesced into a fist-sized Treasure Bead.

"As your master sees that the essence of your divine soul seems to be refined using our sect's secret technique, this bead was made from an Arhat's molted relic and can suppress the divine soul, nourishing the Nascent Soul. I bestow it upon you today for your cultivation."

"Thank you, Master!"

Zhou Yi immediately kowtowed profusely, his obsequious demeanor further vexing the gathered monks, who felt as if the Arhat's relics had been greatly desecrated.

Taking the Arhat's relics into hand, the Buddha's light shone brightly, seeping directly into his body.

The faint sound of Zen chanting arose beside his ear, purifying his soul. Covered in Buddha's light, his Nascent Soul was enveloped in a golden shield, making him impervious to external evils like curses and nightmares beneath the level of an Arhat.

"What a treasure!"

"These Buddhist monks aren't as stingy as the books say, this discipleship wasn't in vain!"

"With the relics to stabilize the soul, the bell to protect the body, and the ability to escape swiftly with the Flying Shuttle, as long as no Immortal God strikes directly, I can roam freely within Dongsheng Divine Continent..."

Zhou Yi's thoughts raced, and he began looking at the monks in the hall with more fondness—they would each come to express their thanks, after all.

Most are Nascent Soul Daoists, and a few are Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarchs—their gratitude would not be light!

Guessing Zhou Yi's thoughts, Yin Guang Luohan did not find his shamelessness off-putting. Instead, he saw it as genuine character, a delightful trait, and immediately went along with it, saying.

"Today during the Tripitaka debate, you all had enlightenment. In the future, you may come to the Dharma Hall to seek him for contemplation on the Buddhist Law."

"We obey the Luohan's decree."

The monks in the hall bowed and acknowledged the command, their expressions filled with resignation. With the sect's Great Ancestor making the decision, they had no choice but to pay dearly!

...

Dharma Hall.

It was where Yin Guang Luohan had practiced in his earlier days.

After attaining Arhatship, he would often come here to teach the Law, and over the years, with the constant blessing of Buddha's light, even the bricks and tiles seemed to emanate a touch of Zen.

Here, monks could cultivate the Buddhist Law as if aided by divine power, which greatly accelerated their progress.

On this day.

A thousand years had passed, and the Dharma Hall once again greeted a new master.

Zhou Yi left the Great Heroic Treasure Hall, first discussing with his senior brother Fa Ding on the matters of demon expulsion and promising him one-tenth of a Wish Power Bead every ten years before riding the light to fly to the palace.

Yin Guang Luohan had said that he allowed Buddhist disciples to inquire about the Buddhist Law on the surface, he was supporting them in giving thanks and presenting gifts, but there was also a deeper meaning, which was to have Zhou Yi temporarily cultivate on Spirit Mountain and at least fulfill the superficial bond between master and disciple.

Heeding the words but not the tune would ultimately lead to disadvantage!

"I, the poor Daoist... pah, the poor monk has always gone with the flow!"

Zhou Yi's escaping light landed in the main hall, which for a Taoist temple would be the cultivation room, and first inspected the Formation and Prohibition.

"Truly intricate and mysterious, what seems to be an ordinary formation, but through Luohan's personal setup, it turns decay into a miraculous construct, I am only slightly inferior in skill compared to that."

He then took out the Sutra of Reincarnation and contemplated it word by word, sentence by sentence.

After reciting Buddhist scriptures for thousands of years, Zhou Yi could be considered a Great Grandmaster of Buddhist studies; even the profound and difficult to understand Sutra of Reincarnation, which had no commentaries, was easily fathomed by him.

"Does this scripture seem somewhat similar to the Nirvana Sutra?"

Zhou Yi read it over and over again, and after careful comparison with the Nirvana Sutra, the two texts seemed to not have a single word in common. In the eyes of ordinary monks, they definitely bore no resemblance, yet their true meaning was extremely close.

Without being a great scholar of Buddhism or Daoism, it would be difficult to comprehend its intricacies.

"The Nirvana Sutra can help others, employing the law to awaken past life's wisdom, while the Sutra of Reincarnation is for enlightening oneself!"

It's easy to enlighten others, but difficult to enlighten oneself!

Enlightening others relies on the law, enlightening oneself relies on understanding.

Alas, people always like to criticize the faults of others, yet what is most difficult to understand is their own shortcomings. Even if one reflects thrice a day, few people are able to achieve enlightenment.

"If one could truly enlighten oneself, breaking through all delusions, then naturally, they would be invincible!"

Zhou Yi originally approached with a casual attitude, but he immediately took it seriously, realizing that the secrets contained within the Sutra of Reincarnation were indeed the foundation of Buddhist teachings.

...

In the Northwest of Dongsheng Divine Continent.

Condense Essence Cliff.

This was the most mystical place in the northwest, with extremely Yin land and terrain, yet it nurtured a Pure Yang Spirit Vein.

The fusion of Yin and Yang, in line with the Dao.

Therefore, this place was a treasure land for cultivating the Dao, but within ten thousand miles of Condense Essence Cliff, there were no Loose Cultivators or sects. Occasionally, when cultivators heard about the mysteries of this place and inquired carefully, they dared not come here to cultivate.

The cultivation ground of Immortal Gods!

Just these four words were enough to make cultivators keep their distance.

On this day.

The Iron Crown Immortal flew here on his escaping light, using the Skyclearing Cloak specially borrowed from Xiao Yunzi in order to conceal his aura.

"Thousands of years have passed, and today, I, the poor Daoist, shall avenge a great hatred and make the old hag beg for life and death... Hmph, since the old hag has treated my disciple well, I'll spare her life!"

The most important matter in Dongsheng Divine Continent at this time was the Incense Divine Enthronement, and Iron Crown Immortal would not start a great war between the Two Sects for personal vengeance.

His escaping light flew into Condense Essence Cliff, and Iron Crown Immortal's Divine Sense swept across it, indeed discovering a void at the bottom of the cliff.

An area that even an Immortal God's Divine Sense could not penetrate, could only be another Immortal God in hidden cultivation.

"Crimson Feather Immortal, I, the poor Daoist, have arrived!"

Iron Crown Immortal no longer hid, as the distance between the two was only about a hundred miles, which was merely a step away in the eyes of an Immortal God.

He immediately stepped on the escaping light and flew into the depths of the cliff.

Whir!

A soft hum, and layers upon layers of Formation and Prohibition materialized within Condense Essence Cliff, easily numbering in the hundreds or even thousands.

"A mere small formation, how could it stop me!"

A golden whip appeared in Iron Crown Immortal's hand, sweeping over the prohibitions, and layers of ripples appeared in the void, where the terrifying force directly shattered the formation patterns.