"Layman Qin Jiuge, do you have something to say?"
Fahai asked softly.
At that, Qin Jiuge pointed at the mirror in his hand.
Fahai was already a man of profound Buddhist roots, and following Qin Jiuge's gesture, he quickly realized as well.
Immediately after, following his gaze, he saw himself in the mirror too.
What sort of face did Fahai have in the mirror at this very moment?
Between his features there were actually the seven emotions and six desires of a worldly mortal. This was not something Fahai could allow.
Deep in Fahai's own heart, he had long since reached the Divine Realm, no longer a man of humanity.
The more furious Fahai was at this moment, even if he hid it very well, he might be able to deceive others, but how could he deceive himself?
And so, looking at the face in the mirror that was growing ever more twisted, Fahai could not help but roar, "Enough. Enough."
Yet the more he acted so, the greater the changes in the mirror's reflection became at this very moment.
Qin Jiuge's mild words of counsel slowly sounded from the side, still stopping at just the right point.
"Only by breaking through to the Supreme Realm may one seize the Buddhist Sect's Arhat Fruit Position, and only then may one possess the dignity of divinity.
Even a Buddha has humanity.
Without man, where would Buddha come from?
Humanity, Buddha-nature, and divinity are one body to begin with.
Even the saints within the Buddhist Sect, upon reaching the highest realm between heaven and earth, must also cut away the Good Corpse, cut away the Evil Corpse, and then cut away the self; only then can they become the Saint of the Buddhist Sect.
Since there is an Evil Corpse, how could