Senior Brother Bodhi and Lin Yi asked and answered, and the answers were like streams, and he was asking a good question, when he was suddenly interrupted by the white-eyed old monk who didn't open his eyes, and he was suddenly a little annoyed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Senior Brother Bodhi turned his head and glared at the white-eyed old monk fiercely, "Don't you see?

Lin Yi smiled faintly, bowed slightly to Master Bodhi and said, "Master, it's already the thirty-eighth question. ”

"Uh...... Thirty-eight questions were asked so quickly, and I still have a lot of questions to finish. Master Bodhi said with a look of regret.

The surrounding referees, including Gu Qiuyu, were all speechless for a while, obviously saying that each person would ask ten questions, but you Bodhi Master was good, he actually asked thirty-eight questions in one go, plus a question from the white-eyed old monk, Lin Yi actually answered a full thirty-nine questions.

At this moment, the referee in the audience who knew a little about Buddhist scriptures looked at Lin Yi's gaze, all as if he was looking at a desolate monster.

Lin Yi actually really finished reading the entire "Panluo Jackfruit Heart Sutra". ”

Gu Qiuyu looked at Lin Yi with a look of disbelief, no matter what, he couldn't believe that in just one stick of incense, Lin Yi had actually finished reading the scriptures that were more than a thousand pages thick, and he also carefully studied the contents of the scriptures.

"Isn't this guy a demon?" Gu Qiuyu said to himself weakly in his heart: "Even a demon can't finish studying a bitter and difficult scripture that is praised by Buddhism as the most difficult to read in such a short time." "Héiyaпgě is intoxicated with chapters, and the festival is new

The white-eyed old monk was like a deflated ball, he glanced at Lin Yi incomprehensibly, sat down on the chair, didn't say a word, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Gu Qiuyu came to Master Bodhi and asked respectfully, "Dare to ask Master, Lin Yi really answered all the questions correctly?"

In order to dispel the doubts in his heart, he decided to verify it again.

Master Bodhi nodded heartily and said with a smile: "Lin Yi not only answered the thirty-eight questions of the old decay correctly, hehe, carefully speaking, there are no less than ten questions that have not yet been solved by the old decay. ”

When Gu Qiuyu heard this, he was even more shocked.

"Master isn't joking, are you, are you saying that Lin Yi can still solve your doubts?" asked Gu Qiuyu.

Master Bodhi smiled ashamedly and said, "As the saying goes, there is no order to learn, and the one who achieves it comes first." I boast of studying the Buddhist scriptures and counting the nails, but it is not as good as Lin Xiaoyou looking at the Buddhist scriptures with a stick of incense. ”

After that, Master Bodhi hugged his fists, bowed to Lin Yi, and said with a serious face: "Lin Xiaoyou, please accept the old man's worship." ”

"Master, I can't help it. ”

Lin Yi immediately flashed to the side and let Master Bodhi bow down.

Master Bodhi's identity is so noble, it is said that he once pointed out a hairy monkey three or two moves, and the hairy monkey made a big fuss in the Great Xia Palace, and chased the emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom with a stick.

Lin Yi, as a junior, how can he afford the worship of Master Bodhi.

Lin Yi's evasion, in the eyes of everyone, secretly applauded.

This son is polite and courteous, has extraordinary piano skills, superb chess skills, and never forgets to read, he is really an all-round demonic character.

More importantly, this son is knowledgeable, neither humble nor arrogant, not arrogant or pretentious, such a genius young man is definitely the first young genius in the Pearl Academy for thousands of years.

Unconsciously, Lin Yi's status in the minds of everyone has faintly surpassed the first day of Mingzhu, and the clouds are white.

Yun Feiyang sat lazily in the corner, looking at Lin Yi coldly, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, he seemed to be laughing, and he seemed to be bored.

At the moment, no one knew what he was thinking.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that in the first half of this third match, Lin Yi has already won. Although the referees have not asked Han Rui ten questions, this is no longer important, Master Bodhi's thirty-eight questions and a bow bow pushed Lin Yi onto the stage of the winner, and Han Rui at this time was directly ignored by everyone.

Lin Yi won, there is no doubt about his victory, and his victory is simply beautiful.

Han Rui was almost angry, he never dreamed that Lin Yi's perverted flip book would still be able to remember and study it carefully.

He felt that he had opened his eyes and had taken his reading to the extreme, but he still lost to Lin Yi. The defeat is unreasonable, but the defeat is undisputed.

Sure enough, Han Rui was asked ten questions by the judges as if he were going through the motions, and all of his ten questions were limited to two-thirds of the Buddhist scriptures he had studied. The back third had no one to ask him questions.

But the more this is the case, the more it shows that Lin Yi's victory is undisputed.

Soon, Gu Qiuyu announced in public that in the first half of the third battle of Qin Ming, Lin Yi, a disciple of Pearl Academy, won.

There was a round of applause from the audience.

In addition to everyone in Pearl Academy, who was happy for Lin Yi from the bottom of their hearts, Lin Yi had already impressed many audiences with his extraordinary charm, and many viewers spontaneously applauded him.

Next, Gu Qiuyu announced the second half of the battle, the calligraphy battle, each person wrote a word and showed it to everyone in the referee's seat for judgment.

Two scholars came to the high platform with pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and four treasures of the study.

The rice paper was spread out, Lin Yi grinded the ink by himself, he gently polished the inkstone, looked at the snow-white rice paper in front of him, and had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Once upon a time, Qian Xuejiao smiled and grinded for him on the side, and the two of them held the same stroke, wrote a word together, or drew the same picture.

But those days are gone.

"Qianxue, where the hell are you? Give me a little inspiration, okay? I don't want you to be alone anymore. ”

Lin Yi called out in his heart.

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Han Rui had already picked up his pen and began to write on rice paper.

His eyes were serious, his attitude was good, he knew that he had lost half of the game, and this half could not be lost again in any case.

Therefore, he wrote his best regular script.

Positive, flat and stable, do not seek merit, but seek no fault.

By the time he finished writing, the entire back of his clothes was soaking wet.

He wrote a total of ten words, and after these ten words were written, it seemed that he had exhausted all his vitality.

At this time, Lin Yi had just started writing.

Lin Yi lifted the pen, did not stop, and waved it!

Lin Yi writes about Xingcao, a combination of Xingshu and cursive.

As soon as this painting was written, before Lin Yi could lift his pen, suddenly a vision suddenly rose in the sky.

Countless books suddenly flew in the sky, some of these books were written on paper, some on wood and bamboo, some on animal bones, turtle shells, and even on stones......

"What's going on? There was a sudden vision in the sky, could it be that there was a magic weapon unearthed?" someone in the audience exclaimed.

Everyone in the referee's bench stood up one after another, all looking at the vision in the sky in wonder.

I saw that these books in the air were piled up one by one, one by one, piece by piece, piece by piece, all piled up together, and after a while, an incomparably huge mountain of books was piled up in the sky!