Xie Tian could not hear this word. He was also very serious, looking at the tree root in front of him.
This root carried the only chance of survival in the Doomsday Wasteland. He really wanted to know the fate of this little chance of survival. Would it flourish, or would it return to silence, turning this place into a wasteland?
Time flew. Xie Tian did not know how long he had been looking. When he was tired of standing, he would squat. When he was tired of squatting, he would sit. When he was tired of sitting, he would lie down.
He did not realize that he was growing taller. The immaturity on his face slowly faded. His slightly tender facial features became firm. Hair gradually grew on his lips. In his eyes, there was only the tree root.
When Xie Tian became a young man, the tree root was twice as thick, twice as long, and twice as deep into the ground. At the original position of the tree root, there was no longer any nutrients in the soil. The nutrients had turned into thick tree roots.
Like this, the tree root absorbed nutrients as it spread underground. One day, the tree root stopped growing. It knew that it had grown to its limit.
So, it split off another tender root at the root. It continued to absorb nutrients and continue to grow … …
Xie Tian very naturally stroked the half-foot-long white beard on his chin. At this time, the original tree root had already split off 2,369 new roots. However, compared to the original root system of the tree, this was far from enough.
But it was enough to survive. Xie Tian looked up at the tree trunk. On the withered tree trunk, there were already a few light green sprouts. In the near future, these sprouts would become new branches of the tree.
Xie Tian seemed to understand something. His eyes were half golden and half red.
"Wuchen, what are you doing!"
Wen Shui saw Xie Tian's half golden and red eyes. He crawled towards Xie Tian in anger. However, every time, he would be gently brushed by Wuchen's merciful right hand and slide back to his original position.
"Haven't you harmed Xie Tian enough!? Shut up! "No matter how Wen Shui tried to stop him, Nirvana?? The scriptures turned into a trickling stream and flowed into Xie Tian's ears.
Mad Old Man had long stopped watching the video. His pair of gloomy eyes stared straight at the celestial wind.
"You're only smart when it comes to killing. Now you know the importance of studying more, right?"
Xian Feng rolled his eyes and calmly explained: "Nirvana? The true meaning of the scripture is that everyone has the nature of Buddha in their heart. I will beat him at his own game. I want to use Xie Tian's super high comprehension to stimulate the nature of Buddha and fight against his murderous heart. If I succeed, a twelve-year-old little bald donkey will not be able to escape. "
"I'll kill this bald donkey!"
"If you kill him, Xie Tian will die as well."
"Why?"
Xian Feng coldly said, "Don't forget, Xie Tian is still not the true successor. His training has yet to end. How can you interfere?"
"I don't care if Xie Tian lives or dies, but I don't want to see the Lord's successor become a monk!"
Celestial Wind sneered, "Have you never thought that Xie Tian would be able to get through this?"
Mad Old Man was dispirited and silent. Xian Feng saw this and sighed in his heart. Actually, he also did not believe that Xie Tian could survive this. Because the true scriptures of Buddha were the most alluring existences in the world. Otherwise, how could the Buddha Realm fight against the Demonic Great World for thousands of years?
Dustless's heart was beating very fast. The gradually thickening golden color in Xie Tian's eyes made him feel angry and happy again. He did not calculate wrongly. Xie Tian's superhuman comprehension allowed him to easily stimulate the nature of Buddha. The more thoroughly Xie Tian comprehended, the thicker the nature of Buddha and the closer he was to Buddha.
So what if his comprehension was good? Under the chanting of the scriptures, all things would bow down!
So what if he subdued the devil? So what if he killed the devil? He wanted to subdue the devil!
He was very much looking forward to the scene of a killing cultivator prostrating in front of the statue of Buddha and kneeling and chanting the scriptures. This was great merit!
The faster his heart beat, the faster Dustless read, even though there was only one Nirvana scroll on the desk. However, after reading this scroll, he didn't stop. Although he hadn't reached the Nirvana Realm, he didn't stop. Although he had not comprehended the Nirvana scripture, he could recite it backwards.
The passage of time in the Doomsday Wasteland slowly accelerated under this recitation.
The roots of the tree had already spread to a place that Xie Tian could not see. He could not remember the exact number of roots. Looking up, there was no sun or moon, no sky, only the shade of the tree.
The white-haired Xie Tian stood up shakily. He could not remember the original appearance of the wasteland. In his mind, there was only a blurry scene of broken rivers, broken mountains, and ravines. Looking as far as the eye could see, he could not see any of these. This was because the wasteland that had been split into countless pieces had been connected by the tree roots into a whole piece of land full of vitality.
At this point, ten thousand years had passed. The shade of the tree had become the sky, and the roots had become the ground. Xie Tian would also die of old age.
Wen Shui's angry rebuke had already turned into a bitter plea. This was because there was only a trace of blood left in Xie Tian's eyes, and that golden light almost surpassed the light of the golden Buddha ten meters away …
Dustless had already cried tears of joy. Although the demon in front of the statue of Buddha was small, it was the first demon he had subdued in his life. He had realized the great wish he had made eighty-eight years ago. It was as if he could see the spirit of Buddha appearing, caressing his head, and bestowing him great merit …
Three hundred meters in the sky, the two were silent, completely ignoring the scene of Xie Tian comprehending the Tremor Fist in the image. Like Dustless, they were waiting for Xie Tian's blood-red eyes to completely turn golden.
At that time, in the silent Nirvana? The Xie Tian in the illusion would die, and the Xie Tian in reality would be Nirvana because of the epiphany. However, the Nirvana? Xie Tian was no longer a killing cultivator, nor was he the successor of His Lord. Instead, he was a genius Buddhist cultivator comparable to the reincarnation of the Buddha.
At that time, the Mad Old Man who had waited bitterly for more than three thousand years would crush Dustless Mountain into powder.
The incomparably old Xie Tian knew that he was about to die of old age. He used his hand to touch his cheeks. His cheeks were like the land of death in his blurry memories, covered with gullies. He knew that these were wrinkles. Every wrinkle was mixed with the traces of time.
He was not sad, because he had witnessed the Nirvana of the great tree. He had witnessed the scene of the only vitality in the land of death growing vigorously.
He was this great tree that had become the heaven and earth, Xie Tian thought.
Nirvana? The chanting of the scriptures had already stopped. Dustless's face was already covered in tears. Wen Shui had already become numb from his pleas. The anger in the Mad Old Man's heart was transforming into a world-destroying killing intent.
The thirteenth failure …
Xian Feng looked up at the scorching sun not far behind him and sighed. With a thought, he recalled the Heaven Measuring Ruler. The red dot at the top of the ruler was beating rapidly, transmitting information to Xian Feng about what he had gained in the past three days.
"Supreme fruit of the Way, evil veins, exactly the same as master …"
Xian Feng smiled bitterly and glanced at the Mad Old Man who was transforming into the true Gui Feng. He did not intend to tell him about this pleasant surprise. Xie Tian was about to become a Buddhist cultivator. If he told him about this, wouldn't it only increase his sorrow?
At the same time, another doubt arose in Xian Feng's heart. In the cultivation history of the Central Plains, there had never been a precedent of someone becoming a Buddhist cultivator by comprehending the Zen scriptures. How could Xie Tian do it?
He decided that after Dustless Mountain was crushed into powder, he would carefully study this question. Thinking of this, Xian Feng was somewhat impatient. With a thought, he withdrew the mirror and looked towards the Mercy Hall.
With one look, he was stunned.
Xie Tian's life still had one last breath left.
He decided to use this short time to examine the big tree. He slowly raised his head, his gaze moving from the roots of the big tree upwards, past the mountain-like trunk, past the peak like branches, past the boat-like leaves, past the clouds, and his body followed his gaze to the top of the tree, where he saw the sun.
This was the sun. It looked round and smelled fragrant, like a fruit.
He stretched out his hand towards the sun, wanting to pluck it and taste it, but he could not reach it.
No, I can pluck it, because I have plucked it before …
Have I plucked it before?
Yes.
It seems like I also stood on a tree and plucked that tempting fruit, and after eating it, it became a big tree inside my body.
I really am a big tree, Xie Tian thought.
But who am I? Xie Tian raised his head in confusion and looked at the sky. There seemed to be something missing in the sky.
A word was missing.
The word 'evil'.
I am Xie Tian.
Xie Tian, it is me.
So time flew, but not forward, but backward.
So Xie Tian came to the ground, his head slowly lowered along with his gaze, past the clouds, past the leaves, past the branches, past the trunk …
In the time of one last breath …
The roots of the big tree began to wither, the shade that covered the sky began to shrink, the earth began to crack, ravines, broken mountains, broken rivers appeared …
In the Doomsday Wasteland, the tree root that contained the only chance of survival appeared in the eyes of the twelve-year-old Xie Tian again.
His eyes were bloodshot.
This was the reason why Xianfeng was stunned.
Xie Tian had retreated to Nirvana?? At the entrance of the illusion, he looked back. Although he could not see it, he knew where the chance of survival in the wasteland was.
He smiled and walked out without hesitation.
Then he saw Dustless with tears streaming down his face.
"Why are you crying?"
Dustless was shocked, he raised his head and saw two bloodshot eyes, he was instantly stunned.
Wen Shui looked at him blankly, the deathly stillness in his eyes slowly melted, extreme joy rapidly growing.
"I will split this mountain … Xianfeng, if you stop me again, I will split you too!"
Xianfeng swallowed his saliva and pointed down with a strange expression, "I know that with your battle wisdom, you can use eighty-one different methods to split this mountain, but you better take a look first."
"What situation!" Mad Old Man frowned and asked in confusion.
"Serious situation!" Xianfeng took out the Measuring Sky Ruler and smashed it on Mad Old Man's face.
Buddha did not appear, the bloodshot eyes reappeared in the world, the situation was like this, the result was like this, the reality was not something that Dustless could change with a few blinks of mercy.
Xie Tian's Dantian was still shattered, his soul would return to the netherworld in two days, even if he was in Nirvana?? After walking through the illusion, even if the golden light occupied ninety-nine percent of the bloodshot eyes, a killing cultivator was still a killing cultivator, he did not become a Buddhist cultivator.
Failing to subdue the demon, failing to achieve his great ambition, and losing the great merit, Dustless's heart rapidly fell from the sky that was higher than Mad Old Man's, falling into the Dustless Temple with a thud, smashing into pieces.
Xie Tian did not seem to notice the abnormality in the Mercy Hall, and said softly, "The Great Silence Meditation is as deep as the sea, absolutely eternal and without change, helping to overcome obsession, leaving life and death, not born and not destroyed, endless, all living beings have Buddha nature, always happy and pure, achieving Nirvana??"
Puff!
Nirvana?? The true meaning of Buddhism was spoken by the killing cultivator for the third time, still no one became a Buddha, but there was another pool of warm blood in the Dustless Temple.
"Hahahaha! It really is the evil vein! " Mad Old Man hugged the Measuring Sky Ruler and laughed wildly, boasting shamelessly, "I told you, as the successor of the Lord, how can you be confused by the flowery words of a little monk!"
Even though he had known Mad Old Man for thousands of years, Xianfeng still could not stand the other's shamelessness.
The monk was young, but he was nine times older than Xie Tian. His cultivation base was a realm higher than Xie Tian's. Moreover, he was able to make a Great Enlightenment Cultivator undergo Nirvana. Moreover, he could make the great enlightened Nirvana? How could it be flowery words?
At this moment, Xianfeng's contempt for Xie Tian had been reduced by half. Only he and Dustless knew the reason why Xie Tian's blood-red eyes were still there, but he dared not believe that a person who was about to die could cut off the desire to live without hesitation when faced with the joy of rebirth! What kind of mind!
All living beings have Buddha nature …
The stronger the comprehension, the higher the root of wisdom, and the easier it was to stimulate the Buddha nature …
Dustless couldn't believe that someone with Xie Tian's powerful comprehension ability could actually annihilate his Buddha-nature at the most critical moment and refuse the great joy of life. In his opinion, this was even more unbelievable than the Buddha's manifestation.
Therefore, he asked the question in his heart.
"All living beings have Buddha nature, why are your blood-red eyes still there?"
Xie Tian thought for a while and replied casually, "All dharmas are empty, I am me."
Puff!
Dustless spat out the fourth mouthful of blood.
Because Xie Tian used the true meaning of Vajra Prajna Sutra to answer his question, and his answer was flawless to Celestial Garment!
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