"Since you have chosen to view the world through spiritual patterns, does it matter what tools you use to understand the Tao?"
tool?
Derivation is just a tool?
Fu Ting felt enlightenment welling up from his heart, heading straight towards the Tianling Cap. At this moment, the door to the new world was kicked open by Tang Baihu.
"unimportant!"
He was so excited that he seemed to be roaring and hissed:
"Tao and virtue are spiritual patterns, spiritual patterns are Tao, everything can be inscribed with patterns, and everything can become Tao?"
"Yes, that's it!"
"You are absolutely right! A world can be seen in a state of emptiness, but if it were really emptiness, how could everything run in such an orderly manner?"
"So, the existence of spiritual patterns, or the existence of invisible spiritual patterns, is this avenue?"
Tang Baihu showed a teachable expression. This wave of understanding can be said to be of great help to this guy who is obsessed with formations.
No one can understand the level of shock that Tang Baihu felt when he saw that new world in the illusion.
What is given, or presented, in the illusion may be the highest form of a Dzogchen passive skill.
So even with his current "textile skills", he can only demonstrate a New Year's knot and a basketball net.
That theory alone can make all those who study formations in the world obsessed and crazy!
And this only scratches the surface of the "textile science" of "Textile Dzogchen"!
Tang Baihu also laughed when he saw Fu Ting holding his head and jumping wildly, crying with excitement on the spot.
"I understand!" Fu Ting covered his head, with a crazy attitude like that of Fan Jin, who muttered words in a daze.
"It turns out that this is the art of deduction, it turns out that this is the art of weaving..."
"I understand!"
"It turns out that this is what the Tiandao machine disk wants to express!"
"I was wrong..."
He wailed: "The nested formation is certainly a direction, but in the final analysis, it still uses the inherent form of the formation."
"Things that can be shaped into frames, no matter how nested they are, no matter how powerful they are, how can they realize the invisible Tao!"
"I'm stupid!!"
After a few "papa" sounds, Tang Baihu was dumbfounded as he watched Fu Ting slap him wildly.
As for being so excited...
He looked at the guy who was about to go crazy and realized that if this guy didn't calm down, Fu Yuxiang might be about to lose a father.
Tang Baihu hesitated for a moment, thinking of the big hand manipulating the rules of the world he saw at the end of the "Textile Perfection" illusion.
"There is one more thing, I don't know whether to say it or not..."
Fu Ting instantly stopped his madness and pounced on Tang Baihu. He was so short that he almost fell to his knees.
"Brother Tiger!"
"Say it quickly!"
"Listen! I was wrong. Fu was wrong. I really shouldn't have doubted you just now. I can't misunderstand you. I'm...shameful!"
Tang Baihu was almost scared to death. This guy's expression was too exaggerated, like a piranha flower that was about to bloom. It was so eye-catching.
"calm."
He supported Fu Ting until the guy trembled and barely regained consciousness, then he said, "How did the spirit pattern come about?"
"draw!"
Fu Ting immediately answered with excitement on his face.
He knew that what Tang Baihu asked were all about simplicity and returning to nature, so he immediately added: "Draw it by hand!"
Tang Baihu nodded with satisfaction, this guy is so understanding.
He continued: "Then, if the spiritual pattern is the Tao, how did the Tao appear?"
"What's the meaning……"
Fu Ting was stunned.
How did it appear? Of course it was drawn by someone!
but……
people?
Draw... Road?
Boom!
At this moment, Fu Ting felt as if his head had been hit hard with an ancient bell, and it went completely blank.
The excitement in his eyes was no longer there, his pupils suddenly shrank, and panic immediately emerged.
In the end, only confusion and fear remained in his eyes.
Tang Baihu looked at Fu Ting in shock. His original intention was just to let this guy calm down.
But Fu Ting...
This middle-aged man, as if he had solved some shocking mystery, suddenly covered his head and roared in disbelief.
"No, it's impossible!"
Tang Baihu:???
Crazy, crazy?
Tang Baihu was still paying attention to Fu Ting's condition a second ago.
Who would have thought that after the fear emerged, this guy calmed down as if he was a completely different person.
The eerily quiet kind!
"Is there something wrong?"
Tang Baihu was surprised. Looking at this guy's face, he must have thought of something terrible from his last words.
But, what will it be?
Is it possible that the giant hand that controls the rules of the avenue in the illusion really exists?
"how?"
Tang Baihu didn't dare to ask more questions. He was still in a state of acting. If he exposed too much ignorance, it would only increase suspicion.
Fu Ting's eyes looked at him completely changed.
From disdain at the beginning, to surprise after being restrained, to ecstasy after being enlightened, to now, it has evolved into...
fear!
Tang Baihu was completely shocked.
What is this situation? What on earth has this guy figured out?
"Who are you……"
Fu Ting was a little hesitant, but in the end he couldn't help but asked: "Queen of Saints?"
Tang Baihu frowned slightly.
Saint...he knows!
The strongest existence in this world, or this continent, is the realm of saints.
But there are only legends about "saints" that have been spread throughout the world.
Under the legend.
Even though it is the pinnacle of the entire continent, Lu Cangqiong, one of the Ten Halls of Yama at Naihe Bridge, seems to be still a big step away from this realm.
It seems that on this continent, the realm of "saint" is like a god.
It's just belief, it never happened.
Now, Fu Ting said it directly...
After the Saint?
Tang Baihu's heart was racing, this city lord definitely knew something!
Is it possible that the big hand that controls the rules of the world is the "Hand of the Saint"?
However, no matter how doubtful he was, Tang Baihu didn't ask any more questions.
No matter how close Fu Ting appears, he is just an outsider after all. Perhaps Mr. Li will know these things?
Mr. Li...
This old man doesn't seem to be simple either.
Just looking at that giant hand, and then thinking of his terrifying "cage theory" and "heaven and earth chess game"...
Tang Baihu's heart palpitated inexplicably, and he didn't dare to think about it any more.
This theory was just used by me to deceive Fu Ting.
How come in the end, even I was scared?
After secretly muttering something ridiculous, Tang Baihu shook his head in an incomprehensible manner.
He did not respond directly to Fu Ting's question, but said, "Now that you have figured out this dilemma, what are your plans?"
Fu Ting took a deep look at him, and also didn't worry too much. Instead, he followed Tang Baihu's words and calmed down all his thoughts.