Looking at the white figure on the sea, Cihang Daoren suddenly felt that the figure had become incredibly majestic.

She slowly descended from the clouds and landed in front of Wutian.

"Cihang of Yuxu Palace greets Senior." Cihang Daoist bowed slightly to Wutian. After observing him for the past few days, she could not discern his cultivation level at all, and naturally understood that he was a quasi-saint powerhouse.

Wutian smiled and nodded, looked Cihang Daoist over, and then put his hands together in prayer.

“Amitabha, Wutian greets Fellow Daoist Cihang.”

Upon hearing this Buddhist chant, Cihang Daoren felt a sudden tremor in her heart and was completely stunned. For some reason, the chant of Amitabha seemed to resonate in her heart.

Wutian remained silent, simply watching Cihang Daoren quietly.

After a long while, Cihang Daoren finally came to his senses and looked apologetic.

"I was just lost in thought."

"It's alright," Wutian said with a smile.

"Senior, where are you going?" Cihang Daoist asked.

“I’m watching,” Wutian said.

"Look? Look at what?"

"Look at the heavens and the earth."

"......"

"Observe all living beings."

"......"

"Look at yourself."

Wutian's words were full of Zen wisdom, leaving Cihang Daoren with nothing but questions.

Soon, Cihang Daoren seemed to realize that it was somewhat impolite of him and Wutian to be chatting on the high seas like this.

“Senior, my temple is located on Mount Putuo, which is not far away. I would be honored if you would grace me with your presence,” said Cihang Daoist, bowing with his hands clasped.

“Of course.” Wu Tian nodded.

The two then flew towards an island not far away, which was the Taoist temple of Cihang Daoren, Mount Putuo, and Luojia Cave.

Upon entering the island, they were greeted by a vast expanse of purple bamboo forest, which was incredibly beautiful. At the end of the bamboo forest stood a mountain, Mount Luojia. The two flew to the foot of the mountain, where a cave appeared before them. Outside the cave was a lotus pond, filled with blooming lotus flowers, which was also very beautiful. This was where Cihang Daoren usually cultivated.

The cave was very simple, with a stone bed, a stone table, and a stone chair, and nothing else, which shows that Cihang was also a person who practiced asceticism.

"Please have a seat, senior."

The two sat down separately. Wutian maintained a smile and looked at Cihang with gentle eyes. This look was not unpleasant; on the contrary, it made people feel very at ease.

With a wave of his hand, Cihang brought out a teapot, teacups, and other items on the table.

"This place is rather simple, please forgive my lack of refinement, senior," Cihang Daoist said as he poured tea for Wutian.

“A mountain is not valued for its height, but for the immortals dwelling there. Water is not valued for its depth, but for the dragons residing within. This is a humble abode, yet my virtue makes it fragrant,” Wutian said.

Upon hearing this, Cihang Daoren's eyes lit up, and he pondered it for a moment.

"Every word you say is thought-provoking, and I admire you greatly."

"You flatter me," Wutian said with a smile.

"Senior, you just said to look at the heavens and earth, look at all living beings, and look at yourself. What do you mean by that?" Cihang asked.

“I am searching for my own path,” Wutian said.

"One's own path?"

"I wonder which immortal sect you belong to, senior? Why have I never seen you before?" Cihang asked, voicing her doubts. How could a powerful figure who was suspected to be a quasi-saint be unknown? Yet, she racked her brains but still couldn't figure out Wutian's origins.

Wu Tian clasped his hands together again and said softly.

“Amitabha, I am the master of Buddhism, not a disciple of some immortal mountain.”

Cihang opened her mouth in surprise and looked at Wutian in disbelief. This person was actually the leader of a sect, but soon doubts arose again.

"Buddhism? Forgive my ignorance, senior, what kind of sect is Buddhism?"

"Haha, of course you haven't heard of it, because I'm the only one left in Buddhism now." Wutian said, winking at Cihang playfully.

"..." Cihang was speechless for a moment.

"I'm telling the truth. Right now, I'm the only one left in Buddhism. Oh, no, there should be another one." Wutian changed his words as he spoke, because he was thinking of Jianglong.

"Buddhism, what is the Buddha of the past?" Cihang Daoren did not continue to dwell on the specific number of people in his Buddhist sect, but changed the subject and asked.

“Buddha is the awakened mind, compassion, wisdom, and oneself,” Wutian said.

“Awakening mind, compassion, wisdom, self?” Cihang repeated, her doubts deepening. She understood each word, yet she simply couldn’t comprehend it.

"Fellow Daoist, what is your Dao?" Wutian asked Cihang at this moment.

"My Way?"

"This junior only wishes to go further to repay the teacher's kindness," Cihang said quickly.

Wu Tian shook his head slightly in disappointment.

“This is not your path. If you only hold onto this idea, you will only ever reach this point in your life,” Wutian sighed.

After speaking, Wutian slowly got up and walked towards the cave entrance, seemingly about to leave.

"Senior," Cihang called out hurriedly.

Wu Tian stopped at the cave entrance without turning back.

"What you're talking about is someone else's way, your own self-righteous way, not your true way," Wutian's voice came.

After saying that, he continued walking out of the cave.

Cihang was immediately anxious and quickly got up to chase after him. At this time, Wutian had already walked to the lotus pond outside the cave, and Cihang knelt down in front of Wutian.

"Please enlighten me, senior," Cihang pleaded.

Wutian looked at Cihang, sighed softly, and with a slight lift of his hand, Cihang's body was lifted up by a surge of energy.

“You have deep-seated obsessions; you must first learn to let go,” Wutian said.

"lay down?"

“Indeed, I can see that you have been stuck at this level for a long time. Seeing your fellow disciples break through one by one, you have started to get anxious. But the more anxious you get, the less you can see the way forward. Over time, you will fall into self-doubt, and even your teacher probably can't help you with that,” Wutian said.

"What you say is absolutely right, senior. It is indeed true. My teacher once said that I was already capable of breaking through to the Quasi-Saint realm, but it was because of my own reasons that I was stuck at the Great Luo realm for many years."

"To be honest, senior, every time I'm about to reach that level, I don't know why, but at the last moment, I feel fear. It seems that this is not what I want, and I am often puzzled by this," Cihang Daoist said with a bitter face.

Wu Tian nodded upon hearing this.

"Because that is not your path, your true nature is unwilling to cross that step."

"My true nature? Senior, what is my Dao?" Cihang looked at Wutian with expectant eyes.

Wutian gently lifted his leg and stepped out, landing on a lotus flower. He then walked step by step into the center of the lotus pond and slowly sat down under Cihang Daoren's puzzled gaze.

At this moment, the lotus flower at Wutian's feet in the center of the lotus pond gradually grew larger as he sat down, eventually becoming a lotus platform ten feet in size.

"Buzz..."

Suddenly, Wutian was enveloped in a burst of Buddhist light. The golden light made Cihang squint. When she looked at Wutian again, he seemed to be a completely different person. He had a solemn and dignified appearance, with a golden halo behind his head and a fragrant aroma emanating from his body. Lotus phantoms appeared all around him. At this moment, Cihang had an urge to kneel down and stared at Wutian in a daze.

"Namo Ratna Trayaya, Namo Arya, Avalokiteshvara, Bodhisattva, Mahasattva, Maha Karunikaya..."

Wutian uttered a chanting sound. As the chanting of these scriptures, which Cihang Daoist found obscure and difficult to understand, came, Cihang unconsciously sat down cross-legged. At this moment, her heart gradually calmed down. Although she could not understand a single word, Cihang felt a strange familiarity with these scriptures.

Wutian was reciting the Great Compassion Mantra, which is related to the Great Compassionate Bodhisattva Avalokiteshvara.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment. As Wutian finished reciting the scriptures, Cihang Daoren unconsciously put his hands together in prayer, his face completely calm.

Wu Tian nodded with satisfaction.

"That's good, that's good."

Cihang slowly opened his eyes and looked down at his hands clasped together in front of his chest. This was the same gesture he had tried to make several times on the auspicious cloud but failed to do.

"Cihang, would you be willing to join my Buddhist sect?" Wutian asked.

“Senior, this disciple…” Cihang’s expression was somewhat conflicted. At this moment, she understood that the Dao on Wutian’s body was the one she was pursuing, but then she thought of Yuanshi Tianzun, and she really didn’t know how to choose.

"Bodhi has no tree, the bright mirror is not a stand; originally there is nothing, so where can dust alight?"

"Your path is not in Kunlun, do you intend to continue down the wrong path?" Wutian continued.

Upon hearing this, Cihang's eyes gradually hardened, and then she bowed deeply to Wutian.

"Disciple pays respects to the Buddha."

"That's good, that's good."

"Now that you have entered my Buddhist order, I bestow upon you the Dharma name Guanyin."

“Guanyin…” Cihang’s heart trembled.

"Observe the suffering of the world, listen to the cries of all living beings, relieve suffering and rescue those in distress, and be compassionate in your heart," Wutian continued.

After speaking, Wutian pointed at Cihang, and a beam of Buddhist light entered Cihang's body, directly transmitting Buddhist teachings to her. Looking at Cihang, she underwent a transformation. A lotus mark appeared between her brows, her originally angular face softened considerably, and a compassionate expression appeared between her brows. Guanyin was born.

Cihang was overjoyed to receive the Dharma transmission, and the bottleneck that had been pressing on his body for a long time began to loosen up at this moment.

"Don't rush to break through," Wutian said, trying to stop him.

He couldn't let Guanyin break through here; if she attracted Yuanshi Tianzun, he might not be able to handle it.

"Buddha?" Guanyin looked at Wutian with some confusion. At this moment, she felt that she could break through to the Quasi-Saint level at any time.

“Now is not the time for you to break through. As I just said, saving people from suffering and having great compassion is the description I give you. To achieve this, you need to go to the mortal world to complete your trials. Otherwise, your path will still be imperfect,” Wutian said.

"Thank you for the reminder, Buddha. I understand." Guanyin breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, feeling that Wutian's words made sense. She should go and experience the various aspects of human life to comprehend the Buddhist teachings she had just received.

"Come with me." Wutian nodded.

"yes."

Immediately afterward, Wutian waved his hand, and Guanyin also flew onto the lotus platform. The two of them rode side by side on the lotus platform and left Mount Putuo, flying eastward, towards the direction of the Great Shang Dynasty.