Lu Bei gazed at the few lines of text and fell into deep thought. The so-called Bodhi Mystic Art, if taken literally, can be explained as an extraordinary method filled with the wisdom of the Buddha Sect.
It's even simpler in dreams—anything is possible there.
In a nutshell, the wisdom of the Buddha Sect lies in dreaming.
It sounds preposterous, but if you only look at the last sentence, it indeed conveys that meaning.
When considering the whole text...
All phenomena are empty, a great compassion body, realizing the Dharma, realizing the self...
What's all this jumbled nonsense? Can't they speak more straightforwardly?
Lu Bei didn't quite understand and didn't intend to try. It wasn't necessary; having the talent meant he could do whatever he wanted. His fingertips touched the lines of Demonic Script, silently waiting for his unrivaled talent to assert its power.
Nothing happened.
