"Hmm? The Mirror-Grinding Monk's problem was solved just like that? How could it be? Was it really that simple?"
A doubtful voice rang out from the crowd, and countless eyes turned toward Su Shi'er in disbelief.
No one had thought much of Su Shi'er's actions just now.
After all, in everyone's eyes, that method had been far too simple—one could even call it a bit of a shortcut.
Yet unexpectedly, after only a few words, he had truly resolved the Mirror-Grinding Monk's problem.
Now that the Mirror-Grinding Monk had left, only the other monk remained, squatting on the ground and scribbling away. This... undoubtedly meant that one trial set by the Zen Courtyard Master had already been resolved.
Yet none of the cultivators present could make sense of the reason behind it.
"Simple? No... I'm afraid it was anything but simple."
"So that was it. It seems this fellow Daoist walking the path of the Loose Immortal has some understanding of Buddhist Sect Dharma as well."
"How so?"
"Among Buddhists, there is the concept of 'form.' The Mirror-Grinding Monk had stubbornly insisted on grinding a mirror with a brick. In truth, what he ground was neither the brick nor the mirror. In Buddhist terms, it should be called 'Attachment to Form.'"
"Attachment to Form? I know of that. So that was it. Thus... it did not matter what method was used; the point was to expose the principle within. By that measure, this Loose Immortal fellow Daoist truly has some skill."
Most cultivators were puzzled by the sight before them, but the Cultivation World had always been a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers abounded. There was no lack of sharp-eyed people.
At first, they might not have seen through the situation.
But once they saw the Mirror-Grinding