"Nan Wu Amitabha! Daoist Qingxuan, you are really profound in Taoism, but in addition, Lao Wei doesn't know, Daoist, you still have such a profound study of my Buddha's Dharma?"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Master, you have praised it falsely!" Ye Qingxuan smiled faintly and snorted at the old monk, "You must know that my Taoist classics are all-encompassing, and the Buddha is also the Tao, even if it is said that the Buddha is the Tao!"

In this way, Qing Xuan has researched, so what's so strange?"

"Nan Wu Amitabha! The Taoist is really related to my Buddhism!" The old monk Li Yan was unstable at this time, and he also knew that if he talked about sharp teeth and sharp mouth, he would naturally not be able to compare to Ye Qingxuan.

So any word Ye Qingxuan said, this old monk Liyan, at this time, he won't believe a word, what Buddhism is also the way, in the eyes of the old monk Liyan, this is clearly the pit that Ye Qingxuan dug for him, wait for him to jump down, and then after a debate, let himself make a fool of himself again!

After the old monk Li Yan taught Ye Qingxuan's "mouth escape" kung fu twice, he knew in his heart that if he wanted to defeat Ye Qingxuan through the Fa, he must not let Ye Qingxuan lead him by the nose.

After all, the Dharma is solemn and does not tolerate blasphemy, but not at this time!

The old monk Liyan, who didn't want Ye Qingxuan to be entangled in the law, was unwilling to admit defeat so easily after suppressing the Buddha's heart at this time.

So after a little muttering, he said again, "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and the construction of a golden body for the Buddha is already higher than the reputation of the old man himself, so the Taoist chief and the donors, and let the old man be cheeky!"

When everyone heard this, they didn't know what to do, and looked at the old monk with an inexplicable expression, and the down-and-out scholar who was awakened by Ye Qingxuan with a sentence of "I am born to be useful" said with a little disdain, "At this time, the superiority has been divided, the victory or defeat has been decided, could it be that the master still has to be cunning and regret it?"

"Master, you ......" Qian Sanfeng heard the down-and-out scholar say this, he was shocked for a while, and his face showed embarrassment, he opened his mouth, and looked at the old monk Li Yan with blank eyes.

Qian Sanfeng was also afraid that he would regret it, so he couldn't get down the steps that he had won so hard!

In addition to Qian Sanfeng, Zhan Zhao on the side also looked at Li Yan with some concern, "Isn't the master confused by Qingxuan Dao's anger, and he just won or lost for a while, why would he ruin his reputation for decades?"

Li Yan and his Feilai Temple, in the territory of Jingzhou in the Great Jin Dynasty, seems to have been known as the first temple of Buddhism, and even has some of the atmosphere of the holy land of Buddhism, if at this time, Li Yan lost but messed around and did not admit the matter of the account, not only his own reputation is not guaranteed, but even the Feilai Temple, will be implicated.

After all, the relationship between Monk Liyan and Feilai Temple is one and the other, and one is prosperous and one is lost.

However, Li Yan's next words made Qian Sanfeng and other fans feel relieved, only to hear the old monk Li Yan say unhurriedly, "Lao Wei just heard that what Qian Shi said, talk about poetry with the topic, if the poem is not relevant, then even if the poem is too exciting, it can only be regarded as negative!"

Speaking of this, Li Yan looked at Qian Sanfeng, and his face showed compassion.

"That's right!" Qian Sanfeng seemed to think of something, smiled slightly, and then nodded.

"You monk!" Yuan Feng heard this, but he didn't do it, didn't the monk mean that what Ye Qingxuan did was not relevant to the Bodhi poem?

But before Yuan Feng could continue, he listened to Li Yan and continued, "The question of the head of the Qing Xuan Dao is to compare the poems of their respective avenues, and at this time, the old man is endowed with Bodhi poems on his own Bodhi Dao.

However, the Taoist is also Bodhi Avenue back and forth to pay homage to the old man, the Taoist Chief's Bodhi poems are indeed exquisite, and the deep three flavors of my Dharma, but is it not the Taoist who thinks that the Bodhi Avenue is the fundamental path of your practice?"

"Bastard!" Sima Changqing was furious when he heard this, and suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped the case in front of him, "You old monk, you want to destroy the Dao heart of Qingxuan Daoist!

It is not surprising that Sima Changqing was angry once, but he forgot that what Ye Qingxuan did just now, didn't he want to spoil the Buddha heart of the old monk Liyan?

At this time, Li Yan came to his senses, but he just returned the favor.

"Sima Shi is in love, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!" After taking a deep look at Sima Changqing, Li Yan then looked at Ye Qingxuan, and then continued, "I don't know what the elder thinks, what does the old man say?"

If the Taoist admits that your Tao is my Buddha Bodhi Enlightenment, then the old man will immediately admit defeat, and is willing to give up the position of abbot of Feilai Temple, and in the future, when Feilai Temple is in charge, Master Qingxuan will be in charge, how?!"

Li Yan's words are sincere, and even he himself thinks so, in his opinion, Ye Qingxuan can make a poem about Bodhi, then he must be no less than himself in Bodhi enlightenment.

So since his Buddha's heart is damaged at this time, it is better to take the initiative to give way to Ye Qingxuan, if he is willing to take refuge in Buddhism, then naturally everyone will be happy, and in this way, the idea of Ye Qingxuan entering Buddhism can be regarded as complete!

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! The title of master, the poor Dao will never dare to accept it!" Ye Qingxuan heard this, laughed, and then preached the sermon, and after beating the head, he continued, "Master Liyan, you are also a cunning and good kung fu, not only that, but also vainly trying to damage the Dao heart of the poor Dao!?"

The expression on Ye Qingxuan's face turned cold, and then he said with some gloom, "Master, don't you still want to reduce poverty?"

Li Yan was noncommittal, did not say a word, just folded his hands and recited the Buddhist scriptures, obviously preparing to stick to this scoundrel to the end.

In his opinion, Ye Qingxuan's inquiry was obviously bottomless, and he couldn't make more wonderful verses to defeat himself, and with this idea, the old monk was even more unwilling to give in.

"Okay, you old bald donkey!" Ye Qingxuan scolded secretly in his heart, his face was indeed silent, he waved the dust and said, "Even if what you said as an old monk is reasonable, the Bodhi Buddha Road is not a poor road!"

"In that case, Dao Chief, are you admitting defeat?" Zhan Zhao heard this, his face flashed with joy, although Ye Qingxuan saved his life, even if he was grateful in his heart, it was not as good as the admiration for the old monk Li Yan, at this time, seeing Ye Qingxuan answer like this, he naturally rejoiced for Li Yan in his heart.

"Layman, when did Poor Dao say that he was going to admit defeat?" Ye Qingxuan smiled faintly when he heard this, and then said, "Since all the laymen want to know what the Dao of Poor Dao is doing, then Poor Dao will be as you wish!"

Speaking of this, Ye Qingxuan's face was solemn, he stood up, tidied up his clothes, and then said loudly, "Poor Dao has been cultivating in the mountains with his master since he was a child, and he has also seen the prosperity of the world, and the people in the red dust are full of vain, and it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

After entering the mountain, the poor road had a big dream, and the poor road in the dream seemed to turn into a dream butterfly, going to the prosperous world on the other side, the Chinese in the world was prosperous, but it was the same as here, the avenue was not obvious, and even the martial arts were nothing!

The people of that world, the most intelligent people summarize the way of nature, and the manufacturing equipment can fly to the sky and benefit the people's livelihood, and the end is magical!

After waking up, Poor Dao also asked Shizun, which dream butterfly is Poor Dao or Qingxuan in front of him, and which one is true?

However, the master only teaches the poor path to practice on his own, and seeks answers in the practice, so the poor path cultivates the path in this life, not for anything else, but for the sake of seeking the truth!"

Ye Qingxuan's words were a little obscure at the beginning, but as the experience of his two lives flashed in his heart, the more he said it, the smoother it became.

On weekdays, he has such thoughts, but at this time, he just took this opportunity to summarize and say it naturally.

Of course, he couldn't say that he came through time, so he pretended to be a dream butterfly.

When these words landed, the distracting thoughts in his heart were also suppressed and dissipated, but this distracting thoughts were also an important barrier to break through the innate level, how could they disappear so easily, so in Ye Qingxuan's heart, there were still distracting thoughts.