Wandering Gods of Day and Night

The Bright Moon slowly rises, while the Fierce Sun continues to ascend, wanting to chase the Moonlight.

"The Fierce Sun is the Realization of Prajna, the Bright Moon is the Observing Wisdom, Observing the Sea of Treasures, all realities are empty."

The Green Robed Buddha followed this magic skill, forgetting the existence of his own legs, only feeling that he entered a strange Void World,

That Fierce Sun, he did not control it, but the less he tried to control it, the more the Fierce Sun seemed to have a consciousness of its own, continuously chasing towards the Bright Moon.

The distance between the Fierce Sun and the Bright Moon becomes smaller and smaller, until it’s only three feet away, unable to get even an inch closer.

Even if the Green Robed Buddha poured all his will into it, it was to no avail.

"Whew!"

He exhaled deeply; although he couldn’t make the distance between his two small prajna closer, he was extremely satisfied.

In the past thousand years, his two prajna have never been this close.

"Whew!"

The Green Robed Buddha exhaled another turbid breath, as part of the breathing exercises after meditation.

The Tiancan Monk suddenly gave the Green Robed Buddha a knock on the back of his head and scolded, "Old Buddha, you’re too unconventional; Master Zhou is still here, and you started practicing on your own."

"Hehe... hehe..." The Green Robed Buddha rubbed the back of his head, not at all annoyed, even showing a sincere silly smile.

He clasped his hands in respect, bowed to Zhou Xuan, and sincerely said, "Master is truly a master, with just eight words, made me see through the clouds."

"So? Tell me about your insights?" Zhou Xuan shook his folded fan.

The Green Robed Buddha quickly said, "Those who cultivate the Prajna Wheel Treasure will develop two types of prajna. We need to cultivate them over the years, and when they merge into one, it is called Great Wisdom.

But in my daily practice, I was too greedy, wanting to control both ’Contemplation Wisdom’ and ’Realization of Prajna,’ which caused the two prajna unable to get close, let alone merge.

Master’s words made me suddenly enlightened, relinquishing control over one prajna, thus being ’All Realities Are Illusory’. I concentrated all control on ’Observing Wisdom,’ which is ’Observing the Sea of Treasures,’

As a result, my two prajna came extremely close, to a distance that I never dared imagine before.

Master is truly a Heavenly God, I regard Master as an honored teacher."

The Green Robed Buddha spoke excitedly, even kneeling down, prostrating devoutly before Zhou Xuan.

The knocking echoed, even heard in the kitchen.

Among those who roam the martial world, there’s a saying of being a ’teacher of one word’; Zhou Xuan guided the Green Robed Buddha, and the Buddha performed the ’ceremony of honoring a teacher,’ truly very normal.

But Zhou Xuan wasn’t paying attention to this enthusiastic disciple’s prostration, he was pondering.

"Oh, so ’Observing the Sea of Treasures, All Realities Are Illusory’ actually means this?"

...

The people in the kitchen were so engrossed that they stopped wielding their spoons; at the window of the room, layers of clerks crowded.

They all scrambled to see the strange sight outside the window—a Great Buddha from the sky honoring the Young Master as a teacher.

"Oh wow, our Young Master is really amazing."

"That’s a character from the heavens."

"Should we continue offering to the Bodhisattvas after this? Maybe we should demolish them and replace them with statues of the Young Master."

"Nonsense, who would offer sacrifices to the living, you’re cursing the Young Master to have a short life."

The clerks’ eyes were full of admiration, nothing but admiration,

Only Yuan Buyu, raising his head, gazing at the ceiling fan, sighed, "So many people watching my disciple, and disciple’s disciple, I might as well sell some tickets."

When he thought about having a convenient disciple’s disciple—this disciple’s disciple was the Sky Dome Buddha—Yuan Buyu’s eyebrows seemed to rise proudly...

...

"Accept disciple? No accepting disciples."

Zhou Xuan finally came back to his senses, noticing the sincere worship of the Green Robed Buddha, but he waved his hand to show his attitude.

This time, it was the Green Robed Buddha who became anxious,

His face was full of worry and said, "Master, please don’t drive me away; I, Old Buddha, am quite capable, just asking for Master’s guidance in the future."

"You are quite good at building relationships."

Zhou Xuan scolded.

This stunned the Eternal Life Sect Leader beside him; he couldn’t imagine that the Sky Dome Buddha wanted to become a disciple, but Zhou Xuan was utterly uninterested.

But then he thought, he had only been following Zhou Xuan for a few days and had already received many benefits; if the Green Robed Buddha recognized Zhou Xuan as his teacher, wouldn’t the benefits be even greater?

This Master of the Jade Capital, wouldn’t he throw a huge amount of resources towards the Green Robed Buddha?

"Hey, this bald monk... I thought he was on the first level, while I was on the second level, now I realize, he’s lying on the ceiling fan, really high, indeed high."

"The bald heads from the Buddhist sect are so cunning." The Tiancan Monk also gritted his teeth in annoyance.

Yet Zhou Xuan, his gaze sharp, said, "Old Buddha, I merely gave you a few pointers; I’m not qualified to be your teacher."

"Master, those aren’t just a few words—that’s an oral decree from heaven, turning stones into gold." The Green Robed Buddha sincerely said.

The Eternal Life Sect Leader became even more annoyed—this bald dog truly has a mouth that can work wonders.

"Stop that nonsense, I’m not accepting disciples."

Zhou Xuan waved his hand in refusal.

"Master, whether you accept disciples is your business, but I want to recognize you as my teacher, to repay your kindness." The Green Robed Buddha stubbornly stuck to his decision.

Zhou Xuan felt a bit helpless; he hadn’t expected that the Buddha of the Heavenly Dome would be so thick-skinned.

"Whatever suits you..."

Zhou Xuan held his folded fan and said, "Old Buddha..."

"Disciple is here."

"..." Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan looked troubled; could this disciple be so good at taking advantage? An unguarded moment, and he snatched the opportunity.

"Cough, cough."

Zhou Xuan said seriously, "Old Buddha, cut the nonsense, for the next few days, follow my command. When I ask you to do something, do it."