The sudden crisis under the Bi 'an Tree put Yi Tian at a complete disadvantage. Looking at these tree roots that even the Taiyuan Sword couldn't cut, their hardness had completely exceeded his expectations. Moreover, this Demonic Weapon was only an ownerless item, yet it was already this powerful. One could well imagine how powerful it was when it was in the hands of the Demonic Saint Crown Prince.
But now that he was surrounded, that Buddhist Yizhen actually only reminded him to rely on the buddhist technique to break through. Seeing that the space to move was getting smaller and smaller, Yi Tian simply sat cross-legged according to the instructions. Then he quickly operated the Wisdom Ascetic Meditation technique. At the same time, he closed his eyes and repeatedly chanted the Bodhi Heart Coagulation Mantra. His originally longing mood calmed down.
The surrounding tree branches also seemed to have some reaction to his technique. The speed of gathering became slower and slower as his mood gradually calmed down. In the end, they didn't swarm over like how they entangled Buddhist Yizhen. The crazily growing tree roots formed a circle around Yi Tian. In the end, they left half a foot of space around Yi Tian.
When he slowly opened his eyes, he discovered that the soft golden light emitted from his body had petrified these tree roots. Slowly standing up, Yi Tian didn't dare to make any excessive movements. He only extended his hand and lightly pushed the surrounding tree roots.
As soon as the spiritual light on his body came in contact with those petrified tree roots, it immediately split open and turned into powder that scattered down. Suddenly, the surrounding tree wall split open. Yi Tian wasn't in a hurry to break free. He only took large strides and leisurely walked towards the opening.
After he walked out of the encirclement in three breaths of time, the scene before his eyes changed. Buddhist Yizhen's figure completely disappeared. Only that lonely Bi 'an Tree remained in front of him. Raising his head to look at the sky, he discovered that it was no longer the bright and beautiful morning sun. Instead, it was a blood-red moon in the middle of the sky. A strange red color appeared in that sunlight. The ground all around him was dried up. The earth split open. The originally green grass had already turned into blood-red weeds.
Suddenly, a fuzzy figure appeared under the Bi 'an Tree. Yi Tian slowly walked forward. Upon closer inspection, it was actually a middle-aged monk. He wore a white monk's robe with a red kasaya draped over it. He was currently sitting cross-legged on the ground. His expression was solemn, as if he was meditating.
Yi Tian sized him up for a moment, then walked up to him and gently bowed his head in the Buddhist way. Just as he raised his head, he suddenly discovered that this person had opened his eyes and was looking at him with a face full of smiles.
Needless to say, this person was most likely the Martial Granduncle Eminent Monk Jie Ding that Buddhist Yizhen mentioned just now, or it could be said that it was a part of his soul that was left here. Just as he was about to ask, he heard the other party say, "Guests from afar, please sit down and have a chat with me."
Yi Tian stretched out his hand and pointed in front of him. Suddenly, a stone praying mat appeared from the cracked ground. Without saying a word, Yi Tian walked forward and sat down on the praying mat. Then, he pressed his palms together and bowed again, "Junior Yi Tian greets Lightning Zen Monastery's Dharma Protector, Master Jie Ding."
"Oh, you know who I am." As expected, this person was Jie Ding himself. He puffed out his chest slightly and straightened his sitting posture. After that, he muttered to himself, "Jie Ding, this name hasn't been mentioned for several thousand years."
Just as Yi Tian finished speaking, a blood-colored wind gathered in front of him and engulfed the figure of the Senior Monk Jie Ding. After ten breaths of time, Jie Ding who was sitting in front of him actually revealed his true appearance as a demon. His blue skin and face looked like a demon, there were even two sharp horns on his head.
The original white Buddhist robe and red kasaya on his body had turned into a demonic scale armor brimming with black demonic aura. The skin on his hands had also become incomparably rough, there were even long fingernails on his fingertips.
Other than the outline of the Senior Monk Jie Ding's face, his entire person had presented another appearance. He opened his mouth again, "Now, my name is Qiu Yu, the Lightning Zen Monastery's Dharma Protector Jie Ding is no longer in this world."
Hearing that his voice was exactly the same as before, with only a slight change in tone, Yi Tian did not reveal any fear on his face. Instead, he carefully sized him up before replying, "Jie Ding is Qiu Yu, and Qiu Yu is Jie Ding. There is no distinction between the two of them. They are just the two extremes of a person's heart of good and evil. "
"Wrong, I am the Demon Race's Sacred Crown Prince. Jie Ding no longer exists in this world," Qiu Yu argued.
"No, Jie Ding is still here. He is in your heart. It's just that you don't want to admit it, "Yi Tian replied in disdain. At the same time, he pointed at Qiu Yu's heart.
"Nonsense, Jie Ding died in my hands in the war between the Buddhists and demons 10,000 years ago. Now, Jie Ding no longer exists in this world. There is only the Sacred Crown Prince," Qiu Yu roared angrily.
Shaking his head, Yi Tian smiled bitterly and said, "Alright, alright. As you said, if there is no good Jie Ding, there will be no evil Qiu Yu. If there is no black, then there will be no white. Everything will return to chaos. Qiu Yu is Jie Ding, and Jie Ding is Qiu Yu. This should be the so-called One Thought Buddha and Demon. "
After saying that, Qiu Yu's face revealed a pained expression. It was as if he was struggling in his heart after hearing that. At the same time, the aura on his body became extremely unstable. After the black demonic aura was rapidly withdrawn, a gentle golden light appeared.
In the blink of an eye, Qiu Yu's appearance returned to that of a great monk. After opening his eyes, he stared at himself and said, "Benefactor is right. If there is no black, then there will be no white. The two are dialectically unified. But good and evil only exist in a single thought. Buddha and demons can also be interchanged. It is no wonder that One Thought Buddha and Demon is so. "
"Kid, don't talk nonsense. It is a sin to display one's slight skill in front of a great monk," Yi Tian hurriedly replied.
"You said it so straightforwardly that people will listen to you. If you said it with a glib tongue, you will naturally be spurned by others. Alright, since you and I are fated, please send this treasure back to the Thunder Zen Temple's Law Keeper Hall. This is my last request, "After saying that, Jie Ding pointed at the Suanni tree in front of him. Then, his entire figure quietly turned transparent until he completely disappeared.
After that, the ground immediately collapsed. Yi Tian only felt that his body was falling endlessly as if he was weightless. Until his mind suddenly jolted, he realized that he was still standing at the same position without moving at all.
At this moment, he glanced at Buddhist Yizhen. The branches on his body slowly retracted into the ground, releasing his real body.
"Amitabha, benefactor is indeed not an ordinary person," Yizhen chanted the name of Buddha and bowed with his palms together. Then, he continued, "Brother Yi, did you gain anything?"
After nodding his head, Yi Tian slowly said, "Thank you for your advice, Master Yizhen. I have met Jie Ding and Demon Saint Crown Prince Qiu Yu," After that, he walked forward and stood under the Suanni tree. He reached out his hand and stroked the trunk of the tree, "Like a dream, like a demon. The spiritual energy will also change according to the master's state of mind. It's time to send you home. "
Suddenly, the entire tree shone with golden light. Then, after the light flashed, only a pitch-black wooden fish was left in the air.
Yizhen who was standing at the side exclaimed, "It's actually Jie Ding's Thunder Pattern Wooden Fish."
"Jie Ding asked me to send this item back to the Thunder Zen Temple's Law Keeper Hall," Yi Tian pointed with his finger and said, "Master Yizhen, please bring this item back."
Yizhen looked at it, but shook his head and replied, "Benefactor Yi is a fated person. Naturally, you can't give up halfway. Since Jie Ding has said so, please personally bring this item back to our temple to show your sincerity. Please don't let others do it."
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