"In your opinion, how can you be a superior scholar?" Jingchen Sage frowned and looked at Fang Dong and said.

"You want to take me as a disciple and teach me the superior text, why are you asking me now?" The corners of Fang Dong's mouth turned up slightly, and then he said: "Okay, it's not impossible to teach you what is a superior Wendao, but I am not your master, and I am not obliged to teach you in vain, if you want me to teach you, you will have to pay some price." ”

"I am bent on seeking the Tao, I have not stepped out of Jingtai Island for ten years, I have no long things, except for the heart Chinese Dao, I am afraid there is nothing else to give you." Jingchen Sage said lightly.

"I don't want anything else, just a saint-grade exercise." Fang Dong stated his purpose.

Trapped on this Jingtai Island, if Jingchen refuses to teach him exercises, he has no exercises to practice, even if he has the Holy Product True Life Dao Seal, it is useless, and it is impossible to be promoted to the first rank of scribe in this life. Now for Fang Dong, the exercises are the most important.

Seeing that the Jingchen Sage was silent, Fang Dong waved his hand and said: "It turns out that the realm of the so-called Jingchen Sage who is the first in the Wendao is nothing more than that, just because I haven't said it, you just sit in the well and watch the sky, and treat this worthless path as the Avenue of Literature to entertain yourself." ”

"Let's talk about it, if you really have some insight, I can consider teaching you the exercises." Sage Jingchen said.

"Then you don't have to think about it." Fang Dong pursed his lips disdainfully, walked straight to the big tree, sat down against the root of the big tree, and found a comfortable position to lean there and close his eyes to rest, as if he had completely lost interest in talking to Jingchen Sage, but he still muttered to himself in a low voice: "Such unsightly words can also be regarded as Taoist poetry?" Still the first in Wendao? I don't think there are many people in this Nanli Academy. ”

"Okay, if you can really say the truth that convinces me, I will pass on your holy exercises, but if you can't say anything convincing to me, from now on, you must honestly follow me to practice the Tao, and you must not have other thoughts." As the saying goes, the Buddha also has three points of fire, not to mention that the sage of Jingchen is the first person in the literature and Taoism of Nanli Academy, even the dean of Nanli Academy has good respect for him, and others are even more respectful, where has he been so looked down and belittled, and he was so belittled by a small scribe in the field he is best at, even if he knew that it was Fang Dong's method of agitation, Jingchen Sage could not do Gujing Wubo ignore it.

"Okay, let's make up our minds, you are a virtuous man, don't play tricks if you lose when the time comes." Fang Dong patted his ass and stood up from the ground, looked at Jingchen Sage and said.

"I don't talk to Jingchen." Jingchen Sage looked at Fang Dong and said indifferently: "Tell me, where is my poem unsightly?" ”

"This poem should be your own perception and realm, right?" Fang Dong asked rhetorically.

"Not bad." Sage Jingchen nodded.

"Then it's no wonder, it's no wonder that you write such a Taoist poem, after all, your realm is too low, and it is rare to be able to write such a Taoist poem." Fang Dong had a look on his face that you had done very well, but you had a stupid expression.

If it weren't for a person like Jingchen Sage who specializes in self-cultivation and Taoism, let alone a sage, even if he was a real person, at this time, he would have already been born by Fang Dongqi's first Buddha and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and Fang Dong was split with one palm.

"Well, I'll also make a Taoist poem, and you will naturally understand the difference between the superior and the inferior." Fang Dong saw that the Sage Jingchen was a person who was dedicated to cultivating the Dao, if he reasoned with him normally, I am afraid that he would not listen to him no matter what, and would only stick to the Dao in his heart, only by crushing the Dao in his heart and letting his Dao heart fail, could he have a fair dialogue with him.

"Okay." The sage of Jingchen replied lightly.

Fang Dong walked to the mirror stone, looked at the poem engraved on the mirror stone, and read: "The body is like a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror." Always wipe diligently, don't make dust. ”

After reciting, Fang Dong looked at the Mirror Dust Sage and asked, "This is the cultivation realm you are pursuing?" So you hide on this island, and you don't go out of your way to cultivate the road of literature behind closed doors, thinking that in this way you can cultivate the road of literature? ”

"Yes, if you practice diligently over time, and sharpen your Dao mind and body from time to time, you will naturally be able to reach a higher realm." The sage nodded again.

"Hehe, then you can see how the realm of my poem is." Fang Dong stretched out his hand and grabbed it, summoned the dragon scale blade, held it in his hand, and slashed directly towards the mirror stone.

Jingchen Sage's face changed suddenly, he wanted to stop it but it was too late, Fang Dong was too close, and his movements were too sudden, Jingchen Sage didn't expect that Fang Dong would want to engrave the Taoist poems he made on the mirror stone.

This mirror stone itself is not precious, but there are poems engraved by the heart of heaven on it, and it is also the sustenance of the sage of the mirror dust, and now it has been left by Fang Dong on it, as if there was a stain on the heart of the mirror dust sage, which made the mirror dust sage stand on the spot.

"What are you doing, don't stop it quickly." The boy cried out in surprise, he also knew how important this mirror stone was to Mirror Dust.

Fang Dong ignored the boy, walked away from the dragon and snake, engraved the four proverbs on the mirror stone in a chic manner, turned back at the mirror sage and smiled: "What do you think of my poem?" ”

After reading the four proverbs engraved by Fang Dong, the sage of Jingchen, who was originally there, was even more like dementia, staring at the four proverbs with his eyes, not even blinking his eyelids, but muttering in his mouth: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform." There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust...... Where to stir up dust......"

Looking at the stunned appearance of the sage of Jingchen, Fang Dong smiled secretly in his heart, the sage of Jingchen is a person with great wisdom, he Fang Dong thinks that he can't compare, but the proverb he wrote is also a person of great wisdom, and it happens to be the poem made for the sage of Jingchen, and the sage of Jingchen can't accept it if he wants to.

These two proverbs are the very famous Buddhist disputes between Shenxiu and Huineng on the earth, and the proverbs made by Shenxiu are the Taoist poems written by Jingchen, and the two are word-for-word. What Fang Dong engraved is a new proverb made by Hui Neng against Shenxiu, pushing Buddhism to a new realm.

These two proverbs have also been passed down through the ages, but the proverbs made by Shenxiu only exist as a foil, and the realm is naturally far inferior to Huineng's, at this time, Fang Dong used it to hit the Jingchen sage, and the Jingchen sage naturally lost without any suspense.

And Huineng's proverb also caused the Taoist heart of the sage of Jingchen to shake, as if he had an understanding of standing in front of the mirror stone, staring directly at the proverb engraved in the east above the mirror stone, it turned out to be three days and three nights, not moving, not speaking, not eating, not moving, let the wind and rain not move a cent, people and animals have turned into stone statues, it is difficult to distinguish the appearance of the body.