I Truly Am The Villian-Chapter 980 - 979 The Way of Light, Cultivating Buddhism or Goodness

Chapter 980: Chapter 979 The Way of Light, Cultivating Buddhism or Goodness

The Traction Venerable raised his right hand and performed a Buddhist salute.

His right hand transformed into a palm, with Buddha light permeating between his hands, as he took one step over another.

Although his steps were slow, he moved rapidly towards the man with tremendous speed.

“Putuo Palm,” a palm flew down, turning into hundreds of palm imprints.

It seemed to be a very ordinary move, but in his hands, it seemed to evolve miraculously, reaching the pinnacle.

The man opposite remained calm, waving his hand and smiling faintly, “There are only two hands after all; illusions do not exist.”

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In an instant, the palm imprints disappeared, leaving only two hands slowly dancing in front of him.

Traction Venerable was not surprised, his hands pressed together, Buddha light surged under his feet.

At this moment, he sat cross-legged on the ground, yet his figure was incredibly fast.

Especially when he lunged at the man, his figure had disappeared, not because his speed made him invisible, but because he was genuinely gone.

How could one defend against something that has disappeared?

“It’s the Nine Diagrams and Six Seats Movement Technique,” someone from below excitedly shouted.

“Can meditation be a movement technique?” someone else asked doubtfully.

“That’s what you don’t know, Putuo Temple’s meditation poses total ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred in number, meaning the same number of evolutions.

Single evolution, combined evolution, this calculation can be endless,” explained the person previously.

“This meditation is indeed the strongest movement technique.”

“So-called disappearance is nothing but an illusion or a higher-level utilization of the Great Dao, there isn’t truly something that disappears in this world.

From birth to arrival, everything has its meaning,” after the man finished speaking, he swung his right hand into the air.

Clearly, there was nothing in that void before, but a muffled grunt was heard, and Traction Venerable’s figure flew backwards.

“Venerable, use your full strength, there’s no need for us to probe each other,” the man said with a smile.

“Within Mahayana Buddhism, there are Five Eyes and Six Senses, I wonder to what level have you cultivated?”

“Heavenly Vision,” Traction Venerable closed his eyes, then slowly reopened them.

There was a perceivable change in his eyes, but it was indiscernible at the moment.

As if something inexplicable had altered.

“The so-called Heavenly Eye, can see the sufferings and joys of beings in six realms, and discern the paths of life and death.”

Traction Venerable murmured under his breath.

He looked towards the man in front of him, and saw lines of life and death around him, his brow slightly furrowing.

Normally, each person would only have one line of life and death, extending from birth towards death.

This is the destiny of beings.

But at this moment…

“Something is wrong, something is wrong,” Traction Venerable’s frown deepened.

Buddhists are generally not the fighting type; they persuade others with great wisdom and teach beings with great truths.

But at this moment, Traction Venerable found himself unable to see through the man in front, let alone persuade or teach him.

“Heavenly Ear Technique, Telepathy,”

Among the six senses, he had already opened three.

Heavenly Ear Technique allows hearing of all agony’s intent, while Telepathy knows all inner desires and yearnings of others.

But at this moment, they were useless; he could perceive nothing.

Among the six senses, the remaining Divine Feet is a step technique, which would be of no use against this man.

“Destiny Eye,” Traction Venerable strained to call out the fifth sense.

It was evident he struggled tremendously; sounds of the Great Dao’s chant emerged around him, as if an endless River of Fate flowed in his veins.

Threatening to crush his entire body.

The power of Destiny Eye is immensely strong; it can see a person’s destiny, know life and death, understand the past and future.

The advancement of great eras, the changes of things, to presage unbeknownst is not unduly said.

Small enough to see an individual’s destiny, large enough to see the destiny of great eras.

“Is this your limit?” the man across him said somewhat disappointedly as he shook his head.

“If you had realized that last sense, the sixth Leak-Free Sense, maybe you could have put up a fight.

What a pity, what a pity.”

“Who exactly are you?” Traction Venerable asked word by word.

He looked up, only to feel the man in front of him sometimes towering, and sometimes ordinary; unsure which one was the real him.

“If you want to know my identity, open your five eyes,” the man said with a light chuckle.

Five Eyes and Six Senses,

Besides the previously mentioned six senses, these five eyes are the Flesh Eye, Heavenly Eye, Wisdom Eye, Dharma Eye, and Buddha Eye.

So-called Flesh Eye, is the ordinary eye of beings.

Seeing the front but not the back, seeing near but not far, seeing by day but not by night, only seeing visible things without obstructions and barriers.

Traction Venerable has cultivated through countless times, and now he had only opened his fourth eye, the Dharma Eye.

Dharma Eye is the eye of Bodhisattva, knowing all convenient methods for beings.

When Dharma Eye opened, Traction Venerable’s face changed drastically.

His entire body began to tremble slightly.

“You, you are… Lord of Light.”

As his words fell, the man in front of him burst into endless radiance.

That radiance was not Buddha light, not fire light, nor was it light projected by any object.

It was simply the purest, most primal radiance.

“Lord of Light, who is that?” someone unfamiliar asked.

“It’s the founder of the Minor Brightness Holy Land; he was the one who established the Holy Land,” someone excitedly said.

Some had even started kneeling down, bathing in the radiance, feeling comfortable all over, dispelling all worldly discomforts.

“It was my vain pride to compete with the Lord of Light,” Traction Venerable said somewhat ashamedly.

He was a controller of the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect, yet he was conceding this easily.

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“You misunderstood, I didn’t intend to win against you,” the Lord of Light shook his head and said.

“I saw you in a dilemma, and only wanted to enlighten you.

You have realized only five of the six senses, and only opened four of the five eyes, yet for thousands of years, you have failed to progress further, do you know why?”

“Please enlighten me, Lord of Light,” Traction Venerable said.

“Let me ask you, is Buddha good or bad?” the Lord of Light said.

“The Buddha is compassionate, naturally, he is good,” Traction Venerable responded without hesitation.

“Then, are all the Buddhas in the world good?” the Lord of Light asked again.

“This…,” Traction Venerable hesitated.

Buddha is just a broad term, there are many who become Buddhas, and when the forest is big, all kinds of birds will be there, he truly dared not assert so.

He had even heard that there were evil Buddhas in the world.

“You see, you are confused, because you have yet to see clearly your own path,” the Lord of Light said with a smile.

“You say the Buddha is compassionate, then what exactly have you cultivated, Buddha, or compassion?

In fact, your direction was wrong; your heart is kind, caring for beings, willing to guide others.

What you’ve cultivated is kindness, is compassion, not Buddha.

Or rather, the Buddha in your heart, is nothing but the embodiment of kindness and compassion.

I call this overall as Light.

Whether it is Buddha or kindness, all are part of my light.”