Wan'an City, Wan'an City, Wan'an City, the capital of the Daxi Dynasty, is in the city of Wan'an, and the wind and clouds will meet at this moment.

Such as the water temple, such as the water temple, the holy land of the Daxi Dynasty such as the water temple, a debate between the Buddhas who crossed the two worlds opened in the debate hall.

The light of the Buddha appeared, the monks came out, the young and handsome monks reported their vows, and in an instant, a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the believers in the hall began to whisper quietly, and the originally quiet hall was also a little more popular.

"Is that him?"

"Wish? He's still alive! ”

"I didn't expect him to enter the Rushui Temple?"

……

"This ......" Hearing the name of Zongyuan, Mu Yu himself couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity. What is the origin of this Sect Wish Master? Why I seem to have heard his name somewhere. ”

"Amitabha!" Puxin sang a Buddha horn in a low voice, and a past that had long been considered a household name was narrated.

A long time ago, in a dilapidated Buddhist sect in the north of the Daxi Dynasty, he presided over the adoption of a child. He is naturally intelligent, ingenious, and very perceptive. The abbot of the temple liked him very much, so he taught him all his Dharma, and this child was the Zongyuan.

Six years ago, the head of the temple passed away, and the sect felt that the Dharma could no longer be advanced, so he thanked the temple brothers for their request to take over as the head of the temple. Practicing the Dharma and discerning what is the Buddha, what is the Tao, and what is the Dharma has become an obsession in his heart at this moment. So he left the mountain gate, alone, and began to appear in Buddhist temples and sects all over Daxi in a cyan robe.

In just three years, the name of Zongyuan has resounded throughout the Daxi Dynasty, countless Buddhist monks were defeated in the dialectic, Zongyuan's Buddhist cultivation has become higher and higher, and the understanding of Buddhist scriptures has become more and more profound. Because he often wears a cyan monk's robe when he travels around, the world calls it: "Tsing Yi Buddha robe, unparalleled in dialectic." ”

However, as his understanding deepened, he became more and more confused, and he felt that his understanding of the Dharma had fallen into a bottleneck. Until that day, Zong Yuan received a debate post from Rushui Temple, walked into Wan'an City, walked into Rushui Temple, and walked into the Debate Machine Hall. Since then, "Tsing Yi Buddha robe, unparalleled dialectic" has never appeared in the eyes of the world.

Some people say that Zongyuan has won, and he has already hidden in the mountains and forests; Some people also say that the sect's wish has been defeated, and he has already killed himself; Some people also say that if the water temple was defeated, they killed people in anger...... There are many opinions, but there is no such thing as a water temple, but now......

"It seems that the Buddha is famous." The mandal master looked at the somewhat lively hall and laughed softly.

Zong Yuan's face did not change, and he clasped his hands together and said: "It's just a false name in the past, it's all false." Since the Buddha friends have come from afar, today's meeting will start with the Buddha friends. ”

"It's better to be respectful than to obey."

After the brief conversation, the hall returned to silence, and the believers temporarily let go of the shock in their hearts and stared at the two people in the hall with full attention.

"Who are you?" Mandal asked.

"I am the vow, the auxiliary seat of the Debate Palace, and the person who debates the Dharma with the Buddha's friends today."

"Is it a wish? Is it the auxiliary seat of the Debate Machine? Or the one who argues with me today? ”

"All three identities are the same person."

"How can a man have three identities, and ask again, who are you?"

"This ...... I am a vow. ”

"Who is Zongyuan?"

"Zong's wish is me!"

"If my name is called Zongyuan, then Zongyuan is me or you?"

"This ...... So who are the Buddha friends? ”

"Buddha friend!"

"The name of the Buddha is called the Buddha friend?"

"You call me as a Buddhist friend, and I call a Buddhist friend by name."

"Isn't a Buddhist friend a mandal teacher?"

"Buddha friends are the power of the mandal master!"

"How can one person have two identities?"

"You call me as a friend of the Buddha, I am a friend of the Buddha, you call me with the power of the mandal master, I am the power of the mandal master, it is you who give me two identities, not that I have two identities."

……

At this point, the dialectic came to an abrupt end, and the hall was silent, except for the sound of everyone's breathing.

And at this moment, under the calm appearance, the inner struggle is constantly repeated.

And in the forbidden land of Rushui Temple, a group of powerful people looked at the scene of the Debate Palace.

One of them suddenly said, "Not good! ”

"It looks like the shackles of the past are going to break today!"

"Silence!" In the room, the Buddha Gate roared, "This is the opportunity of the sect's wish, and it is also the fate of the Buddha, let him go, but this is the case, quickly send people to investigate the traces of Yunchuan." ”

"Yes!" All the Buddhas responded in unison.

In the hall of the debate, the debate continued, and Zongyuan's hesitant heart became more and more hesitant.

"Then if my name is called Mandalism, is Mandalism or Buddha's friend?"

"The power of the mandal is neither I nor you, I am only me, and you are only you!"

"Ahh In a dialectic, the doubts that have been imprisoned for many years have been solved, and those things that have been forgotten have been recovered. Many scenes and fragments began to flow rapidly in Zong Yuan's mind.

"Hahahaha, no matter the name, I'm just me, I'm still me!" Zong Yuan stood up and bowed to the mandal master and said, "Zong Yuan has been taught!" ”

"The Buddha's words are serious."

"Hahaha, the master in the debate hall is here, and today I know that I am me!" Zong Yuan carried his hands on his back, the monk's robe fluttered, and sang away.

"Zongyuan is defeated?"

"No, he's enlightened."

"The karma has been broken, and in the future, the heroes of Buddhism will have a place for him."

……

"So, I won this game?"

Mu Yu smiled and said, "According to the previous agreement, the third brother ......"

"Big brother, don't be in a hurry, the younger brother will keep his promise, but there is still one game, and it is not too late to leave after the competition."

"This ......"

"It's okay to change according to the gods, and he also wants to learn the martial arts of Rushui Temple." Fang said as a mandal who retreated from the hall.

"Ah, that's a hard time."

"It's okay, it's just what you should do." Mandal Shili smiled.

"Since that's the case, let's invite a few people to move to the martial arts hall." Puxin said on the side.

"I've asked the master to lead the way."

Just when the believers in the debate hall were still immersed in the debate of the previous two, the group had quietly left and came to the Yanwu Hall of Rushui Temple.

There, a burly monk carrying a large piece of bodhi wood on his back stood as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Although the face is a little vicious, it is difficult to hide the Buddha's aura.

"The poor monk plays the martial arts hall auxiliary seat Guangjie!" Saying that, Guangjie put down the Bodhi wood behind him, and under the effect of the Buddha, his figure became even more upright. "Dare to ask which Buddhist friend came to teach!"

"The sword is the Mida, and every sin is removed."

The Buddha who came out in response to the voice, with blue hair and blue robes, has an extraordinary bearing, and is not angry and arrogant. It is the Calamity King Kong of the Yiji Yunchuan - the change of silence.

"Buddha friends are high-level, and the clouds and rivers are a cloud-silent god changes and worships!"