Yang Zhen a devil, he must be a devil. Only a legendary devil could inspire such an irresistible urge to rush up and strangle him.
Fu Kun stared at Yang Zhen with a ferocious expression, took several deep breaths to calm himself down, and stared at Yang Zhen with anger in his eyes.
Debating the Dao is a supreme act, no matter where it takes place. Two people can improve their Dao Intent through debate, and even elevate a minor Dao to the level of a major Dao.
Countless people dream of finding an equally matched opponent for a fierce and exciting debate. While the outcome could be decided in an instant, it also offers a great opportunity to improve oneself.
Once you win a debate, you will almost certainly improve, and may even break through to a higher level.
Now, Fu Kun thousands of miles to Beiqi Mountain to debate with Yang Zhen, and tens of thousands of cultivators around are watching. This sacred matter has actually been described by Yang Zhen as a quarrel!
What the hell is this argument? Who argues like this?
Many of the Dao Entry around him shook their heads, looking at Yang Zhen with disdain. Just as they were about to say something sarcastic, they suddenly heard cheers.
The Dao Entry were completely bewildered. After exchanging bewildered glances, they looked towards the source of the sound and were immediately dumbfounded.
All the cheerers were cultivators who had not yet Dao Entry realm. The lower the cultivator's realm, the more excited they were, as if Yang Zhen had suddenly hit their sweet spot, almost causing them to reach a climax.
"Absurd, utterly absurd! Has Yang Zhen truly Dao Entry the Daoist path?"
"A bunch of clowns, blindly following Yang Zhen's lead, actually describing debate as arguing. Only these Dao Entry good-for-nothings could be so excited about this."
Upon hearing this, someone immediately objected, glaring at him and saying, "What's it to you?"
"You... you're asking for death!" The speaker was furious. Being spoken to in front of so many people was unacceptable to anyone.
To everyone's surprise, the man merely glanced at him, turned around with a look of disdain, and muttered to himself, "What's with the arrogance? If I could beat you, Laozi 'd teach you a lesson you won't forget."
"This... this person... is utterly absurd!"
The cheers came and went quickly. Those Earth Realm cultivators who hadn't understood what "Dao" meant before suddenly became engrossed, some even exclaiming, "Damn it! I've never understood what 'debating Dao' meant. It sounds so mysterious, but it's just arguing! We all know that stuff!"
"You think this is just an ordinary argument?" someone scoffed. "This is probably a very dangerous argument. If things go wrong, it could turn into a fight and someone might kill you."
"Killing is killing, damn it! Which cultivator in the world doesn't have a life on their hands?"
Hearing the murmurs around him, Fu Kun felt he shouldn't have come, but he was also gradually shocked. Looking at Yang Zhen's calm and composed demeanor, his expression suddenly hardened.
Was this bastard doing it on purpose again?
With this in mind, Fu Kun dared not be careless towards Yang Zhen at all. He had almost broken Yang Zhen's Dao Heart several times. This Yang Zhen was no ordinary person.
Thinking of this, Fu Kun's face darkened, and he stared at Yang Zhen, asking in a deep voice, "A talent favored by Heaven, blessed by Heaven, comprehending the universe, and receiving the source power of Heaven and Earth—this is called Dao Entry. What Dao have you entered?"
Everyone's hearts sank, and those who Dao Entry showed solemn expressions, knowing that Fu Kun had begun.
The cultivators who had not yet Dao Entry were completely bewildered. After exchanging bewildered glances, they all turned their gazes to Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, eagerly awaiting his answer.
Among the crowd, Han Yan'er seemed to have the deepest understanding, looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, her eyes flashing with surprise and uncertainty.
Everyone present, including the two Heavenly Cycle Realm experts, changed their expressions upon seeing Yang Zhen's attitude, clearly realizing that Yang Zhen was unfathomable and extraordinary.
But only Han Yan'er knew that Yang Zhen was not unfathomable or extraordinary at all; he genuinely didn't take it seriously.
This is a debate on the Dao! A slight misstep could destroy one's Dao heart and break Dao Intent. Forget about advancing one's realm; one could even lose one's life as a result.
Yang Zhen really didn't take it seriously?
Seeing Yang Zhen's nonchalant attitude, Han Yan'er's heart stirred, a glint of light flashed in her eyes, and she looked at Yang Zhen in shock.
Obviously, given Yang Zhen's personality, Yang Zhen couldn't possibly ignore this kind of pretense... well, I mean, this kind of situation. Even if he didn't really care, he would still act on it with great interest. This is one of Yang Zhen's main interests.
To paraphrase the Shameless Cat, Yang Zhen's bravado is utterly indiscriminate, regardless of the intensity or the occasion.
If Yang Zhen wasn't completely indifferent, then he was Subtlety.
Thinking of this, a serious expression flashed across Han Yan'er's face, along with some doubt. What if she guessed wrong?
Dao Entry with this bastard is truly exhausting!
At this moment, Fu Kun Yang Zhen hadn't answered, Fu Kun smiled slightly, about to speak, when Yang Zhen suddenly grinned and said, "I don't know!"
have no idea?
Everyone was completely bewildered, including the two Heavenly Cycle Realm experts, whose faces showed disappointment.
Those who hadn't yet Dao Entry looked at each other in bewilderment, and some even began to curse.
Fu Kun laughed loudly, staring at Yang Zhen as he pressed closer. "Is it that you don't know, or that you dare not say?"
"Have no idea!"
Yang Zhen pondered for a moment, then spoke again, this time putting away his smile and becoming serious.
"You..." Fu Kun's expression changed, seemingly unable to understand why Yang Zhen would say something that was almost an admission of defeat so confidently.
Yang Zhen suddenly asked, "Did you know about this?"
boom!
Upon hearing this, the Dao Rhyme emanating from the two Heavenly Cycle Realm experts completely exploded.
The terrifying inscriptions and Sword-Ray suddenly became violent, startling everyone. Everyone instinctively retreated, thinking that the two Heavenly Cycle Realm experts were about to kill Yang Zhen.
But why kill Yang Zhen when everything was fine?
At that moment, Fu Kun's expression changed drastically. He staggered back three steps, staring at Yang Zhen in disbelief.
Among the crowd, someone who didn't understand what was going on asked the person next to him, whose face was flashing with horror, in a bewildered tone, "Senior, what did Yang Zhen mean by that? Why Fu Kun so afraid?"
" Yang Zhen... he's incredible! With just this one sentence, his Dao is far superior to Fu Kun's."
"Why?" The more she listened, the more confused she became.
"Because their paths are no longer on the same level." The old man took a deep breath and said, filled with shock, "Knowing is also the Way, not knowing is also the Way. The Way can be spoken of, yet it cannot be spoken of. Do you know which one is more profound?"
"Of course, the Tao that cannot be expressed is more profound."
" Yang Zhen's Dao is the Dao that cannot be spoken of!" the old man exclaimed with admiration.
At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly grinned, took two steps, patted Fu Kun on the shoulder, pointed to the ground and said, "Look, these flowers are so red, and look, this grass is so green."
"Flowers bloom in accordance with Heaven's will, naturally vibrant red; grass grows in accordance with Mother Earth, naturally verdant."
"Fart!"
"You!" Fu Kun's face froze.
"This is just the surface, what you see. What about the things you're ignoring?"
Fu Kun lay on the ground, looking bewildered. He carefully examined the flowers and plants Yang Zhen had pointed to, then looked up and said, "There is dew on the flowers and plants, and floating insects in the dew. But these are all changes in the natural order, complementing each other, which is what makes this world so vast."
"Oh my, you're quite observant! But listen closely, can you hear these flowers, these grasses, these insects, these dewdrops—are they speaking?"
Fu Kun laughed loudly and said, "This is utterly absurd! How can these things talk?"
Yang Zhen winked at Fu Kun: "A flower is a world, a leaf is a pagoda, that's basic stuff. Didn't your teacher emphasize such a simple principle?"
"You..."
Fu Kun plopped down on the ground, his face pale as he stared at Yang Zhen, exclaiming in horror, "Buddhist verses? No, this is impossible! A flower is a flower, and grass is grass. How can they possibly constitute a world?"
Yang Zhen curled his lip and said, "How would this ' Sage of Saunter' know what merits they have to become a world? But don't you think saying that sounds incredibly sophisticated?"
puff--!
Fu Kun's mouth turned into a fountain, bright red.
So the flowers became even redder, and the grass... also turned red.
At this moment, Fu Kun was stunned, staring at the flowers and plants in front of him with an absurd expression, as if he had disturbed the contemplation of an entire world.
It turns out that, without realizing it, an ordinary cultivator can also influence an entire world.
"So that's how it is... So that's how it is..." Fu Kun muttered to himself, looking up at Yang Zhen with a blank expression. As he muttered to himself, his expression gradually became clear.
Yang Zhen was startled and quickly hid behind Hua Youyue, peeking out only her head. "What are you trying to do? No... no... don't dig up the grass, it'll kill you!"
boom!
Fu Kun's Dao has been upgraded, his realm has been improved, and his overall spirit and energy have also improved.
The whole world fell silent, save for Yang Zhen's wail. "Damn it, why are you all staring at this Sage of Saunter like me?"