You've only been cultivating for a few years, and you're already talking about cultivating

Qi Fei smiled and said, "Yin and Yang are contradictions, and thunder is the pivot. Only when the mind understands the true method can one become one's own thunder!"

"No wonder I felt something was off during my cultivation."

Once you uncover some things, there's only a thin layer of paper separating them from reality.

When I first crafted magical artifacts, I was trying to make them a part of myself. Now, the path to enlightenment is similar.

Zenkong nodded and said, "Exactly."

Without hesitation, he continued, "Big guy, in our Zen Heart Temple practice, we emphasize the unity of Dharma and self. The Dharma is me, and I am the Dharma; there is no distinction between them."

He glanced at Qi Fei, his eyes serious.

"I didn't say anything before because the big guy didn't want to listen to the teachings of Zen Heart Temple."

He wasn't stingy; he was afraid of misleading Qi Fei.

On the path of spiritual practice, the Dharma can be transmitted, but the Way cannot be given away.

Everyone's perception is different, and everyone's "self" is different. What you think is good may be poison to someone else. What you think is the right path may be a cliff for someone else.

Qi Fei didn't ask, so he didn't say anything.

Not saying anything is also a form of kindness.

Qi Fei could understand. When he first heard that Zenxin Temple believed "all dharmas are empty" and that only one's own heart is the Dharma and only oneself is the Buddha, he knew that the practice at Zenxin Temple was not suitable for him.

Just as he was about to say something, a figure suddenly flew in from a distance.

The cultivator, holding a blue banner, swept down from the sky, riding on a blue light.

His eyes were very calm, and after seeing Qi Fei, he only said four words.

"Heretical Heavenly Demon".

Heretical doctrines are those that do not conform to the true path.

The demon, residing in the Alaya consciousness, debates with the Buddha and can disturb people's spiritual path.

Those like Qi Fei, who are as large as mountains in the Alaya consciousness, capable of debating with the Buddha and disturbing people's minds, are the Heavenly Demons.

Upon recognizing the newcomer, Chan Kong's expression changed: "The Four Heavenly Kings of the Five Cauldrons Sect?"

He gritted his teeth and added, "The Four Heavenly Kings of the Five Cauldrons Sect each hold a red, black, yellow, blue, and white cauldron banner."

The cultivator wielding the yellow banner chased him all over the mountain and even caught Qi Fei's sword energy with his bare hands. He knew the strength of the Four Heavenly Kings better than anyone.

As for why there are five of the Four Heavenly Kings?

Isn't this a perfectly normal thing?

"Exterminate demons and uphold justice! Kill!"

The cultivator holding the blue banner waved it, and a beam of blue light shot out from the banner, flying towards Qi like a bolt of lightning.

Zen Kong stepped forward and blocked Qi Fei's path.

"Big Guy, I'll cover you, you get out of here!" His golden aura suddenly blazed brightly. "Big Guy, don't forget to avenge me later!"

The four Heavenly Kings of the Five Cauldrons Sect are all cultivators at the Three Pure Ones stage, which is a whole major realm higher than him, who is at the Tribulation stage.

Fortunately, he cultivated the concept of "all dharmas are empty". Although this blue light has the effect of capturing and scattering souls, in Zen Kong's eyes, "capturing" and "scattering" souls are both empty.

Zen Kong gritted his teeth, the golden light flickering uncertainly amidst the blue light, barely managing to hold on.

If it were a cultivator who was not good at "appearance" and "reality", they would be in a daze after just one encounter and be at the mercy of others.

Just when he was going through a difficult time, a sword rang out, accompanied by bursts of thunder.

The sword light appeared in an incredible place.

It didn't come from the direction of Qi Fei, it didn't fall from the sky, and it didn't emerge from the ground.

It appeared out of thin air in front of the cultivator holding the blue banner, between "form" and "reality"!

Lightning crackled around the sword's edge. It was silvery-white, fine and dense, like countless extremely thin silver snakes coiled around the sword.

The moment the sword light pierced through the azure light protecting the cultivator with the green banner, the silver snakes suddenly exploded, crackling and popping in unison, like a string of lit firecrackers exploding in the azure light, shattering the azure ribbon into countless fragments of light.

Without a word, the sword light pierced the cultivator's chest.

It pierced through my heart.

"Zen emptiness".

Qi Fei's voice came from behind, sweating profusely, saying, "A scholar should be viewed with new eyes after three days' absence."

"Besides, I'm not the same person I used to be."

He had not previously attained enlightenment.

The spiritual energy within the body is spiritual energy, and cognition is cognition; the two things live their own lives and don't pay attention to each other.

He thought he had magical powers, but those powers were fake and empty!

Now, he mixed his understanding with the spiritual energy he had previously cultivated, forming a bit of magical power.

This bit of magic power was applied to the Daoming Sword, allowing it to unleash its true power!

Damn it... the Dao Ming Sword really consumes a lot of magic power. It drained all the magic power in his body in one go, almost making him unstable.

Only then did he realize that the Qingfan cultivator he had pierced through the heart with his sword had not fallen.

A sword pierced his heart, entering through his chest and exiting through his back, leaving a hole in his chest that crackled with electricity. Anyone would die from such a wound.

But the monk didn't die.

He was, after all, a cultivator at the Three Pure Realms!

He looked down at the hole in his chest, his face expressionless, not even a frown. Then he took out a pill from his pocket, put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it.

After he swallowed the pill, the hole in his chest began to close.

The charred edges slowly turned dark red, then light red, and finally back to normal skin tone. In just a few breaths, the hole disappeared, as if it had never existed.

The cultivators of the Five Cauldrons Sect are skilled in alchemy, so they naturally carry pills to treat injuries with them.

"Excellent swordsmanship, excellent swordsmanship," he praised expressionlessly.

Then, carrying the blue banner, he turned around and walked away without looking back.

"What happened to him..." Zen Kong hesitated for a long while, watching his figure, before finally squeezing out the rest of the sentence, "Was he injured by that big guy and fled in panic?"

It's no wonder he hesitated; he had never seen such a "fleeing in disarray."

There was no panic, no dishevelment, no stumbling or scrambling, not even a glance back; he simply left quietly.

Qi Fei, sweating profusely, said, "Stop looking! He's gone, we have to leave too! Otherwise, a few more people will come..."

"Exactly!" Zenkong also realized that things were different now than before.

Previously, Zenzhi had been thinking of debating with Qi Fei and trying to convince him, so he could only watch Qi Fei travel south through the area shrouded by Alaya.

However, Qi Fei's behavior in Alaya suggests that Zen wisdom is not necessarily correct.

This forced Zenzhi to characterize Qi Fei as an "outsider demon," otherwise the foundation of Alaya would be questioned.

Clearly, all sentient beings have already escaped the sea of ​​suffering and have seen Amala in the Alaya consciousness.

Why are there still people that big?

The only explanation is that they are "heretical demons" who disrupt their cultivation.

Since they are "heretical demons," then we must eliminate them and protect the righteous path!

This is why the Qingfan cultivator fought with Qi Fei!

Besides the Qingfan cultivators, there were other cultivators from Chanxin Temple and Wuding Sect!

He immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, and quickly grabbed Qi Fei's arm. A golden light suddenly shone down from beneath his feet.

Lotus blossoms with every step, let's begin!