Yet just then, Liu Yi beside him spoke up. "Master, 'Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, while practicing deep Prajna Paramita, perceived that the five aggregates were all empty and thereby crossed beyond all suffering and hardship. Sarira, form differs not from emptiness, and emptiness differs not from form. Form itself is emptiness, and emptiness itself is form. So too are sensation, perception, volition, and consciousness. Sarira, all dharmas bear the mark of emptiness: they neither arise nor perish, are neither defiled nor pure, neither increase nor decrease. Therefore, in emptiness there is no form, no sensation, perception, volition, or consciousness; no eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, or mind; no form, sound, smell, taste, touch, or dharma; no realm of sight, up to and including no realm of consciousness; no ignorance, nor extinction of ignorance; up to and including no old age and death, nor extinction of old age and death. No suffering, origin, cessation, or path; no wisdom, and no attainment. With nothing to attain, the Bodhisattvas, relying on Prajna Paramita, had minds without hindrance...' Did this disciple recite it correctly?"
"Mm, not bad!" Xiao Hua answered absentmindedly and offhandedly. But once he had finished speaking, he stared blankly and hurriedly asked, "Liu Yi... you, you remembered it all clearly?"
"Yes, Master, this servant remembered every word clearly!" Liu Yi replied softly and carefully, as though he too feared that Xiao Hua might grow angry.
"What about you, Wang Zhengfei?" Xiao Hua turned and asked.
Wang Zhengfei shook his little head like a rattle-drum. "The moment I hear this stuff, my head swells up. I can't remember a single bit of it!"
"Hahaha..." Xiao Hua laughed loudly. Seeing Liu Yi's cautious fear, he waved a hand and said, "Liu Yi, there is no need to be afraid. In this old man's eyes, there