"Young master, look at this river of stars. Does it resemble Buddha's light?"
The divine crocodile opened its huge jaws, revealing fangs everywhere in a fearsome sight, yet its eyes were filled with respect.
Ye Tian looked at the divine crocodile with wisdom in his eyes. After pondering for a moment, he said lightly, "Buddha has no form. Light is merely a resonance."
Hearing this, the divine crocodile gained a trace of enlightenment and muttered to itself, "Buddha has no form..."
As Ye Tian listened to its muttering, he cast it an indifferent glance. That fleeting glance seemed to take in every change within the divine crocodile, whether its expression or its state of mind.
Drawing back his gaze, he thought, The divine crocodile is still somewhat dull-witted. It does not understand that Buddha possesses a heart that turns toward the light—the light that calms the soul. It is not yet capable of comprehending this.
He sighed inwardly. The stars seemed to sense the disturbance, and their trajectories instantly shifted. They swayed as though in water, ripples of light spreading endlessly, while some stars drifted like flying spray.
Seeing this scene, Ye Tian lightly tapped with his finger. A wisp of Dao intent emerged and pulled the stars back. He could not help thinking, The Dao's resonance is like my soul; my perceptions are like threads of Dao insight.
The divine crocodile was startled awake. Its Heavenly Dao realm allowed it to sense the changes around it, and it had noticed Ye Tian's gentle movement just now.
It looked at Ye Tian, its eyes gleaming as it asked,
"Young master, what exactly are the Buddhist Dao and the Dao?"
"The Dao is not an object. An object cannot be the Dao."
Ye Tian explained calmly. No matter what questions it