In the months after Hua Jieyu left, Ye Futian had been concentrating on cultivating Buddhism on Spirit Mountain. He did not reveal his aura and focused on reading Buddhist scriptures. He was extremely quiet.
He seemed to be a member of Buddhism. In addition to reading Buddhist scriptures, he listened to the Buddha preach and integrated into the Buddhist cultivators of Spirit Mountain. He even had a good relationship with many Buddhist cultivators. Sometimes they would sit together and exchange Buddhist teachings. He lived a very fulfilling life and did not seem like someone who was ready to escape at any time.
Zhen Chan Saint was also on Spirit Mountain. He had been there ever since he returned from the Pure Glazed World. He also cultivated on an ancient peak and watched Ye Futian all day. The cultivators on Spirit Mountain all knew about the grudge between the two. Zhen Chan Saint did not dare to do anything to Ye Futian on Spirit Mountain. Even after returning from the Pure Glazed World, he did not look for trouble with Ye Futian.
But this silence was even more terrifying. If they were in Ye Futian's shoes, they would not be able to eat or sleep well. Ye Futian himself did not seem to care.
Both of their states were very strange. They were terrifyingly quiet and did not seem to be affected by the other at all.
But the Buddhist cultivators on Spirit Mountain all knew that everything was not as harmonious as it seemed.
On this day, Ye Futian was listening to the Buddha preach at a place where the Buddha was cultivating. After the Buddha preach, as usual, some Buddhist cultivators asked questions and some Buddhist cultivators bowed and left.
"Thank you, Buddha."
Ye Futian, who was sitting on a futon, also put his palms together and bowed to the Buddha. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared, causing all the Buddhist cultivators to be stunned.
Ye Futian had been cultivating on Spirit Mountain for a long time. All the Buddhist cultivators knew his habits. Every time he finished listening to the Buddha preach, he would bow and leave slowly. After all, it was not very polite to disappear into thin air.
Even the Buddha Lord glanced at the futon where Ye Futian was sitting. Seeing that it was empty, the Buddha Lord smiled and put his palms together. "Buddha bless Benefactor Ye."
Clearly, they all realized something.
"The cultivation of Divine Feet is really strange. There is no aura and he disappears directly. He is invisible and undetectable," some Buddhist cultivators whispered. Their Buddhist wills spread out, but they were unable to find Ye Futian's figure on the Spirit Mountain.
Sacred Venerate True Zen, who was cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes. An extremely sharp divine light shot out from his eyes. Buddhist thought directly covered the spirit mountain.
"Gone?"
Saint Venerable Zhen Chan stood up. Buddha light shone and his body disappeared.
He wanted to see if Ye Futian, who was proficient in Divine Feet, would be able to escape from his grasp.
Many Buddhist cultivators walked out and looked into the distance. They did not know if Ye Futian would be able to avoid Saint Zhen Chan on this trip. If he could not, only death awaited him.
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In the Holy Land of the Western Paradise, Saint True Zen appeared high up in the sky. His Buddhist will was released, covering the boundless space. His eyes were incomparably terrifying as he gazed through the Western Paradise. It was as if he could see everything.
Countless images and faces appeared in Saint Zhen Chan's mind, but he could not find Ye Futian.
The entire Western Sky was covered, but they still weren't able to find it.
"What happened?" Saint Zhen Chan frowned. It was impossible for Ye Futian's speed to be so fast. Even if he had cultivated Divine Feet, it was not omnipotent because of the restrictions of his realm.
No one could ignore their realm and use their magical powers to the extreme. After all, Ye Futian was only a Renhuang of the Eighth Realm, at least in the eyes of Saint Zhen Chan.
However, he could not find Ye Futian's footprints in the Western Paradise. It was somewhat strange.
"He is not in the Western Paradise." At this time, a voice appeared in Saint Zhen Chan's mind, causing his heart to tremble. He nodded slightly at the void. He knew who was telling him.
However, Ye Futian was not in the Western Paradise. Where was he hiding?
"He is still on Spirit Mountain." The voice came again. Saint Zhen Chan's pupils shrank, and his expression was not very good.
It seemed that he had been played by Ye Futian.
He had come to find Ye Futian, but Ye Futian was still on Spirit Mountain.
He was deliberately playing with him!
The Buddhist cultivators on Spirit Mountain naturally discovered that Ye Futian was still there. He was in the Scripture Hall. The Scripture Hall was a place that was isolated from all psychic powers. Even the Buddhist Will could not invade it. Ye Futian had appeared directly in the Scripture Hall with Divine Feet. When there were many voices in Spirit Mountain, the Buddhist cultivators who came out of the Scripture Hall said that Ye Futian was there. The Buddha Lord who was preaching laughed when he heard this. He had been tricked by Ye Futian.
After a while, Ye Futian slowly walked out of the Scripture Hall with the scriptures in his arms. He greeted Ku Chan and then walked down the stairs.
At the bottom of the stairs, Saint Zhen Chan stood there waiting. He stared at Ye Futian with extremely cold eyes.
Ye Futian did not look sideways as if he did not see him and continued to walk forward.
"Do you plan to hide on Spirit Mountain and cultivate?" Saint Zhen Chan asked coldly as he suppressed the anger in his heart.
Ye Futian stopped and turned his back to Saint Zhen Chan. Neither of them looked at each other. Ye Futian smiled and said, "Spirit Mountain is a holy land of Buddhism. The Buddhist scriptures are profound, and there is a Buddha Lord who preaches and preaches. I plan to cultivate on Spirit Mountain for decades. I will leave after I pass two Divine Tribulations of the Great Path. Are you afraid?"
Saint Zhen Chan's face was cold. If Ye Futian was really so ruthless and continued to cultivate on Spirit Mountain, there was nothing he could do.
Moreover, if it was really as Ye Futian had said and he had cultivated to two Divine Tribulations, would he be a match for him then?
Ye Futian had challenged Spirit Mountain when he was in the Eighth Realm and defeated the Arhat. In the end, Master Ku Chan had to intervene to stop Ye Futian.
Moreover, Ye Futian had only cultivated for a few dozen days in that battle.
Ye Futian lifted his feet and continued to walk forward. He said, "Back then, it was because of your aggressiveness that led to the ending. In order to protect myself, I destroyed my own divine body and was seriously injured. Only then did I escape. You owe me this debt, not the other way around."
From beginning to end, he did not look at Saint Zhen Chan. Saint Zhen Chan wanted to kill him. It seemed that Saint Zhen Chan was the victim, but what was the situation back then?
Ye Futian was the one who was forced into a desperate situation by Saint Zhen Chan. The divine body of Shenjia the Great Emperor was extremely precious, but it was destroyed because of this. Saint Zhen Chan himself had a narrow escape.
Now, Saint Zhen Chan was the hunter, and Ye Futian was the prey. It was only because he was strong. If it was based on strength, then it would be Ye Futian hunting Saint Zhen Chan.
Saint Zhen Chan did not say anything more. His figure flashed and disappeared, returning to where he was before. Ye Futian's words not only did not affect him but also made him relax. On the contrary, from this day onwards, he watched Ye Futian even more closely.
This was because his murderous intent was stronger, and his murderous intent was heavier. He had to kill Ye Futian.
After that, Ye Futian often used the Divine Feet on Spirit Mountain. From time to time, he would appear in the Scripture Hall, causing Saint Zhen Chan to go and investigate every time. Later, there were a few more Buddhist cultivators in the Scripture Hall who studied the Buddhist scriptures for a long time. Ye Futian naturally understood what was going on, but he did not care.
After a few more months, the Celestial Sound Buddha Lord came to Spirit Mountain. Seeing that the Divine Eye Buddha Lord was also on Spirit Mountain, he asked him to play chess. The Divine Eye Buddha Lord did not refuse and played chess with the Celestial Sound Buddha Lord. This went on for several days.
On this day, Ye Futian appeared in the Scripture Hall again. As usual, he was reading the scriptures on the first floor. At this time, Ascetic Zen found several Buddhist cultivators in the Scripture Hall and asked them to help take care of the scriptures in the hall. These days, because these Buddhist cultivators were already familiar with Ascetic Zen, and Master Ascetic Zen had personally asked them, they naturally could not refuse, so they followed Ascetic Zen to take care of the Scripture Hall.
When they finished taking care of the scriptures, they found that Ye Futian was no longer in the Scripture Hall. They vaguely felt that something was wrong. As usual, they sent their psychic powers into a jade scroll.
Saint Zhen Chan, who was cultivating on Spirit Mountain, immediately received the news. His divine consciousness covered Spirit Mountain, but he found no trace of Ye Futian.
"When did he leave?" he sent back a message and asked.
"I don't know. Today, Master Ascetic Zen invited me to take care of the Scripture Hall." The voice came back. Saint Zhen Chan's expression was cold as he replied, "Idiot."
Every time Ye Futian walked out of the Scripture Hall, the people inside would inform him. Saint Zhen Chan would then find Ye Futian outside to prevent him from leaving directly from the Scripture Hall.
The Divine Feet were amazing, and he had to be on guard. However, was Master Ascetic Zen actually cooperating with Ye Futian?
"Ye Futian has left." Saint Zhen Chan sent a message to another person. Then, his figure flashed, and he directly left Spirit Mountain, heading towards the West.
The Divine Eye Buddha Lord, who was playing chess with the Heavenly Sound Buddha Lord, received Ascetic Zen's message. Before he placed the chess piece in his hand, he looked up at the smiling Heavenly Sound Buddha Lord and vaguely understood something.
"Divine Eye, why haven't you placed your piece yet?" the Heavenly Sound Buddha Lord asked.
"Wait a moment." The Divine Eye Buddha Lord turned his gaze and looked into the distance. His eyes became extremely terrifying.
However, in the next moment, the Light of Buddha enveloped the space. The Heavenly Sound Buddha Lord said, "Divine Eye, play seriously when you're playing chess. If you have any distracting thoughts, I'm afraid you'll lose again."
The Heavenly Eye Buddha Lord was blocked. The Divine Eye Buddha Lord looked at the Heavenly Sound Buddha Lord and asked, "Why are you helping him?"
"The Buddha Ancestor said that he is someone with a Buddhist fate. This is a grudge between him and Zhen Chan. Divine Eye, why do you have to interfere?" the Heavenly Sound Buddha Lord said.
"Aren't you interfering as well?" the Divine Eye Buddha Lord asked.
"I just don't want you to interfere. Once he leaves Spirit Mountain, I don't care what happens to him and Zhen Chan," the Heavenly Sound Buddha Lord said. A strange look came over the Divine Eye Buddha Lord's face. He looked down at the chessboard, then placed a chess piece. He said, "Even if I don't interfere, can he escape from Zhen Chan?"
"That's his own business. Everything has its own cause and effect. Why should I be so obsessed with this?" the Heavenly Sound Buddha Lord said. "Isn't it better to play chess in peace?"
"Alright." The Divine Eye Buddha Lord did not say much and continued to play chess in peace.
Saint Zhen Chan was someone who had survived the second Divine Tribulation of the Great Path. If he could not even take down a junior, he would have wasted his many years of cultivation.
Many people on Spirit Mountain thought that Ye Futian had a Buddhist fate and a strong fate. The Divine Eye Buddha Lord wanted to see how strong Ye Futian's fate was!
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