Bodhi originally had no tree; the bright mirror had no stand.
Originally, there was not a single thing-where could dust alight?
The chance to comprehend the Dao beneath the Bodhi Tree was truly rare. After all, the Golden Fusang Tree was a quasi-world tree that was not particularly adept at helping others comprehend the Dao. It could also be given another title: a longevity immortal tree.
The Bodhi Immortal Tree, however, was precisely the kind of quasi-world tree adept at helping others comprehend the Dao, and it was also a longevity immortal tree.
Through his conversations with the Golden Fusang Tree, Xiao Tian had come to understand deeply that for an Immortality Medicine or a longevity immortal tree to embark on cultivation, gradually become a Quasi-Immortal King, and become a quasi-world tree was an exceedingly difficult undertaking. The time required was hundreds, thousands, or even more times that needed by other living beings.
Like a person drinking water, only they knew whether it was warm or cold!
Nourished by the Three Lights Divine Water, all evil spirits, all dark corruption, and all filth were purified. It returned to its origins, like a withered tree meeting spring. The Bodhi Immortal Tree had never actually perished; it had merely been somewhat corrupted and fallen. It soon regained itself, its pitch-black branches and dark-red leaves rapidly returning to a lush emerald green.
Throughout this process, Dao sounds and Buddhist chants rang out. Once everyone arrived, Xiao Tian did not even need to explain. They hurriedly sat cross-legged and quietly immersed themselves in this opportunity that could only be encountered, never sought.
Xiao Tian also quietly contemplated his own Dao and arts. Even without breaking through, he could continue comprehending his own Innate Divine Abilities and further master his talents.
The Bodhi Tree radiated