Hua Jieyu and Hua Qingqing nodded slightly, but they were a little worried. Ye Futian had been cultivating on Spirit Mountain all these years, but they had not forgotten that there was still a threat.
In the Western Buddha Realm, Zhen Chan Saint had openly wanted to kill them. Now, Zhen Chan Saint was still with the Medicine Buddha. They did not know how he was now, but if they left Spirit Mountain, Zhen Chan Saint would certainly have a way to know.
Not to mention that Zhen Chan Saint still had his own forces, Zhen Chan Saint was not the only one who disliked Ye Futian in the Western Buddha Realm.
In the face of such a great threat, Ye Futian and the others naturally did not dare to take it lightly.
After all, this was an existence who had survived the second Divine Tribulation of the Great Path. In the past, Ye Futian could not resist even with the help of the divine body of Shenjia the Great Emperor. He had to explode his divine body to seriously injure the opponent. Even then, he had not been killed. One could imagine how strong this existence was.
"Jieyu, Qingqing, you two leave first. I will cultivate on Spirit Mountain for a while. After you leave the Western Buddha Realm, I will go and meet you," Ye Futian said. Hua Jieyu and Hua Qingqing understood his intentions.
Hua Jieyu and Hua Qingqing understood Ye Futian's intentions when they heard his words. Hua Jieyu frowned slightly. Hua Qingqing's identity was special, and Zhen Chan would not dare to do anything to her. Moreover, if Ye Futian stayed on Spirited Mountain, Saint Zhen Chan would definitely not do anything to Hua Qingqing and Hua Jieyu. Those who disliked him would not dare to do anything either. After all, they still had to consider the Buddha's reputation.
Ye Futian planned to travel alone.
In this way, Zhen Chan Saint would only keep an eye on him.
"Zhen Chan Saint is powerful. How will you deal with him?" Hua Jieyu asked. "I am now a cultivator who has passed the tribulation. I can go with you."
Ye Futian shook his head. Those who had passed the Divine Tribulation of the Great Path and those in the Renhuang Realm were in two different worlds. Those who had passed the second Divine Tribulation and those who had only passed the first Divine Tribulation were not on the same level. The gap was huge. During the process of fighting with the divine body, he could clearly feel this irreparable gap.
After reaching the peak of Renhuang, one had to go through three tribulations. These were divine tribulations. Every step was like ascending to the heavens. After the three tribulations, one would become a god. Therefore, the gap between the last few planes was terrifying. Although Hua Jieyu had passed the divine tribulations of the Great Path, she was no match for Zhen Chan Saint Venerable. There was no need for her to take the risk and participate.
"Don't forget, I've cultivated the Divine Feet. There's nowhere in the world that I can't go. I'll find a way to shake him off," Ye Futian said.
"But the difference in planes …" Hua Jieyu frowned. Even though the Divine Feet was one of the six Buddhist spells, the difference in planes between Ye Futian and Saint Zhen Chan was too great. This kind of difference could not be made up with the help of the divine body. Even though Ye Futian had entered the Ninth Plane, the difference was still huge.
No matter how strong his God's Feet was, it would be hard for him to escape from the other party.
"Jieyu, on this trip to Western Heaven Spirit Mountain, can't you see from the attitude of the Buddhas that I am a person of great fortune? Moreover, the Buddha taught me the Divine Feet, one of the six spells. There must be a deeper meaning to it. The Buddhist spells can see the past and the future. Perhaps the Buddha can foresee some things that will happen in the future. There is no need to worry," Ye Futian transmitted his voice to Hua Jieyu.
Hua Jieyu thought about it carefully. What Ye Futian said made sense. Ye Futian's encounters on Spirit Mountain all these years showed that his fate was extraordinary.
However, she was still worried.
"Go, I'll go find you. Moreover, if I can't solve it, I'll return to Spirit Mountain directly," Ye Futian continued to persuade her. He glanced at Hua Qingqing, only to hear Hua Qingqing say to Hua Jieyu, "I've cultivated with the Buddha for many years. The Buddha's actions do have a deeper meaning. There should be no problem."
Hua Jieyu nodded and agreed with Ye Futian's suggestion. She decided to leave first.
After that, Hua Qingqing did not deliberately say goodbye. The Buddha was no longer on Spirit Mountain, but nothing here could escape the Buddha's eyes.
Just as they were about to leave, many Great Buddhas appeared and said in a clear voice, "Farewell, Great Buddhas."
"Farewell, Buddhas." From different directions on Spirit Mountain, many voices sounded at the same time. Hua Qingqing faced Spirit Mountain and bowed slightly, saying, "Thank you, Buddhas. When I return to Spirit Mountain in the future, I will discuss the Dharma with you again."
After saying this, Hua Qingqing turned around and the group walked onto the back of the Golden-Winged Roc. The Golden-Winged Roc flapped its wings and suddenly rose into the air, heading out of Spirit Mountain.
Hua Jieyu, Fang Cun, and the others stood on the back of the Roc and looked in Ye Futian's direction.
"Master, be careful," Little Ling transmitted her voice. She was still a little worried about Ye Futian.
Ye Futian smiled and waved his hand casually. Now his state of mind was very calm. Even though he knew that he would face danger, he was still not too affected.
The Buddhas of Spirit Mountain naturally understood why Hua Qingqing and the others left first. They were guarding against Zhen Chan.
In the distance, many Buddhist cultivators looked at the ancient peak where Ye Futian was. Their expressions were indifferent. As long as they kept an eye on Ye Futian and did not leave, it was enough. As for Hua Qingqing and the others, no one cared.
Ye Futian saw that the Roc had disappeared, so he sat on the ancient peak and continued to meditate and cultivate. He entered a meditative state and continued to cultivate the Dharma. Although he had broken through to the next level, the cultivation of the Dharma was beneficial to the cultivation of the Divine Feet.
Now that he had entered the Ninth Plane, his Divine Feet had also become stronger. It was just that he had not had the opportunity to truly display it until today.
Outside the Sutra Depository, a monk dressed in plain clothes swept the fallen leaves with a broom. It was as if he had blended into the environment and suddenly became one. This monk was Ascetic Zen.
A wind blew and scattered the fallen leaves. Ascetic Zen swept them back and murmured, "Buddhism is a place of peace, but if the heart is not calm, the wind will not stop."
As he said this, he looked up into the distance and sighed inwardly.
…
At this time, in another world, this was also a pure land of Buddhism, the Pure Glazed World where the Medicine Buddha was.
In front of a Glazed Pagoda, a cultivator was sitting cross-legged and cultivating quietly. His body was surrounded by the Light of Buddha.
However, at this time, the Buddha beads on his neck moved. It seemed that a beam of light appeared and directly entered the space between his eyebrows. This cultivator instantly received a message. He opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in them.
Was he finally ready to leave?
"Zhen Chan!"
At this time, a voice came from the void. When Saint Zhen Chan heard this voice, his expression became solemn. He put his palms together and bowed, saying, "Buddha Lord."
"Since your heart is not set, go back." The ethereal voice came again, causing Saint Zhen Chan to be stunned. He looked into the distance, then stood up and bowed in the direction of the distance. He said, "Thank you, Buddha Lord."
He knew that it was time for him to leave!
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