"What the poor monk does is to transform Taoist friends and transcend the sea of suffering! It also accumulates merit for poor monks! Master Beiyuan replied calmly, and he said this sincerely.

This is the result of his discernment after listening to Master Shenquan's words and going to Fenghe County to see clearly.

After witnessing the joy of all sentient beings, he had to admit that "for all sentient beings" was just an excuse!

What he said and did, in the final analysis, was for himself. Unexpectedly, because of his frank and unrestrained state of mind, he obtained the position of a wise man.

'Sophistry, sophistry! ’

At this moment, Mo Chuan couldn't help but sigh, and suddenly felt a little bored.

I feel more and more that what Master Shenquan said is reasonable, the world is reasonable, there is no sophistry, no matter how you say it, it is meaningless, and you can always find the point of attack.

"Hahahaha, good, good!"

Mo Chuan felt bored in his heart, but he looked up to the sky and laughed:

"Since the Venerable Master thinks that 'killing me is a guardian', then the poor path will give the Venerable Master the opportunity to become a Buddha and become an ancestor, as long as the Venerable Master practices the wisdom of Siddhartha and kills himself in public, the Poor Dao will follow, and the grand wish of the Venerable Master to resolve the poor path will be satisfied, and the National Teacher Dharma Master can prove it!"

Say that the world is afraid, and the ghosts are frightened!

As soon as the words came out, all the monks were in an uproar, and they were all shocked and cold, and their hearts collapsed!

This is clearly intended to ...... Death proves the word.

At this moment, the Dharma Master's face sank, and the Tianqian National Master also put away his playful smile.

This debate has developed into a moving extreme situation.

As a questioner, Master Beiyuan looked at Mo Chuan in amazement, his body trembled slightly, and the blood on his face was lost! He was afraid, he took cutting meat and feeding eagles as an example, but he did not dare to practice this way, which is enough to show that his way is just a joke, a joke to deceive others.

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But can he really practice this way, does he dare?

In Buddhism, who really believes in the allusion of cutting meat and feeding eagles?

"Ridiculous! Master Beiyuan has not attained the Buddha's attainment, how can he violate the precept of killing? ”

The Sorrowful Master who was in charge of the overall situation spoke urgently, trying to stop this debate.

"Huh-"

"Before Siddhartha committed suicide, he did not prove the Buddha's attainment, he can kill himself, why can't Master Beiyuan?"

Among the onlookers, there is no shortage of Xuanmen Yellow Crown, how can he let go of the opportunity to beat the water dogs? One by one, they hurriedly let out a huge boo, mocking the Sorrowful Mage for not being able to afford to lose.

"Amitabha, the Pure Land of Buddhism, how can it be stained with filthy blood? This is the end of this debate! ”

The mournful master shouted loudly, forcibly ending the argument.

From beginning to end, Master Beiyuan didn't dare to say much, his face was as pale as powder, and Zhiguang in the back of his head looked so ironic at this moment.

"Hahaha......"

Mo Chuan looked up to the sky and laughed, and in front of everyone's eyes, he put away the fire of wisdom, rolled up the Xuanyun Wangsheng, soared into the air, and flew towards the outside of the Buddha's Heart Sect, at the same time, the faint aftersound came:

"The sunset is fragrant, and I go to the mortal heart a little; The fire is cold, come and bolt the horse. ”

As soon as this poem came out, the unspeakable Master of Sorrow suddenly widened his eyes, and an indescribable anger and shame filled his heart, making him angry, his blood and qi reversed, and he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground with a pop.

Because of this poem, it is clearly scolding the word "bald donkey"!

"Senior brother—"

"Uncle Shi—"

Under the shade of the big banyan tree, there was a sudden chaos, and countless disciples of the Buddha Heart Sect poured up.

Seeing this, the Dharma Master, who had been watching coldly, could no longer maintain the appearance of a great monk, his old face was cold, and the Buddha beads between his fingers were clucking.

"Master Buddha's heart is unstable!"

Tianqian Guoshi looked at the Dharma Master with a smile, shook his sleeves, laughed, and fled!

With the departure of the Orthodox Lord, this debate naturally dissipated.

Some people ridiculed the cowardice and incompetence of the Buddha's Heart Sect;

Some people were shocked by the decision of the Mingchen Taoist to prove the Tao with death;

But it's more about Ji Dong's theory of "killing and protecting life"!

On the mountain road where the black pressure dispersed, I don't know how many yellow-crowned Buddhas were discussing, with endless aftertastes, and even loud debates.

No one knows that the theory of killing and protecting life has secretly sown the hearts of countless Buddhas.

In the eyes of these monks, compared with the strict precepts of killing, killing and protecting life is obviously more in line with human nature and simpler!

Daoist Mingchen obtained the position of the saint with the identity card of the disciple of Xuanmen, and even refuted the master of Beiyuan, who was also a saint, and has become a dazzling lamp, so that countless monks who have been seeking the position of the saint but cannot see new hope.

A bloody, murderous and murderous lineage, vowing to kill and stop the evil of the Buddhist lineage, was faintly born at this moment.

His ancestor: Mingchen Daochang, also known as: Da Rong Ancestor.

Historical name: Rong Yin preached.

There is a poem that praises:

——Bright as the sun and the moon, separated as the stars.

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"Master Zu, you are too powerful, you didn't see the face of the Sorrowful Mage, it was called a miserable white melon......

Mo Chuan had just stepped into the office room, and Xuanyun Daotong, who had been holding back all the way, finally couldn't help it, and when he talked about it, his face turned red and his hands danced.

Mo Chuan sat down at the stone table casually to rest, made a cup of tea, smiled and watched him talk with pride on his face, and the gloom in his heart had long been swept away.

Say it, say it!

People are not crazy teenagers, in a few years, when you know the convergence of your mind, this memory will definitely constitute the most interesting episode of this life.

For some reason, Wangsheng, who is also a young man, is much more well-behaved.

Just standing next to him, grinning and giggling.

"Come and have a cup of tea and moisten your throat."

After a while, when Xuanyun was out of breath, he smiled and gave Xuanyun Wangsheng a cup of tea.

"Master Xie!"

Xuanyun took it, poured it down, and was choked on it, coughing nonstop.

When he came to ease up, his excitement went five or six minutes, and he said curiously: "Master Zu, when did you practice Buddhism?" ”

Mo Chuan said: "Poor Dao has never practiced Buddhism, but Poor Dao has befriended a great monk, and under his influence, he has a little understanding. ”

Xuanyun said: "Ah, there are still senior monks in the Buddhist Gate? ”

Mo Chuan clenched his fingers, and a brain collapsed on Xuanyun's head: "Teach you to get carried away, and dare to underestimate Buddhism." ”

"Hey, young!"

Xuanyun hurriedly covered his head: "Master Zu, the disciple knows that he is wrong!" That...... Who is that monk? ”

"You'll know later, preconceived ideas will only break your vigilance."

Mo Chuan didn't say anything, this was because he was worried that Xuanyun would only respect Master Shenquan because of him and despise other Buddhist disciples.

"Huh? Okay, okay! ”

Xuanyun looked a little disappointed.

"Wangsheng, how do you feel when you see the Buddha Gate today?" Mo Chuan looked at Wangsheng again.

"If you go back to your ancestors, the disciples can't say it." Wangsheng rules and regulations as a way back.

"You are a ghost and immortal, the most afraid of the Buddha's light, see it today, you should know that even if you are a Buddha, you are just a lot of sentient beings, see it in the future, don't be timid, don't underestimate the enemy, understand?" Mo Chuan nodded.

"Disciple understood." Wangsheng returned the salute with rules.

Mo Chuan bowed his head, took out a jade wat and a few magic weapons, and handed them to Xuanyun Wangsheng and said: "The benefit of the tongue is only a small Dao ear, the Taoist heart is the Great Dao, don't wait for the end of the book, take these magic weapons to understand well, if you don't understand something, you can come and ask me at any time, go!" ”

"Master Xie Zu gave the law!" Xuanyun Wangsheng was overjoyed when he saw this, thinking that the ancestor was in a good mood and did not hesitate to reward him.

When the two of them happily entered the room with the jade wat magic weapon to study, a cyan figure quietly appeared in the small courtyard.

"Fellow Daoist, good wit, admire and admire!"

Tianqian Guoshi bowed his hand, with a smile on his face, and his eyes were vigilant and hidden.

"Winning awards, just sophistry." Mo Chuan returned the salute.

"This is the right performance of Guangling, Daoist friends go quickly, don't stay." Tianqian Guoshi waved his hand and handed over a bamboo tube.

"Why is that?"

"Daoyou's argument can be said to have made Buddhism lose face, but I'm afraid that those bald donkeys will be resentful and secretly resort, so it's better to leave early."

"I see, then without further ado, the poor road will leave today."

Mo Chuan returned the salute, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, could it be that the Tianqian National Master sensed that something was wrong?