"It's a pity, but it was the little master who lost!" Ye Qingxuan smiled when he heard Wujing's answer, and then opened his palm, only to see that there was a small pebble in his palm.

"You Taoist priest, how can you not be such a scoundrel!" Seeing this, Wujing was even more angry in his heart, and his face couldn't help but turn red for a while.

"How can you make it difficult for you, a Taoist priest, to wait for me?" Wujing suppressed his anger, and his red face gradually changed to his original color, and in a blink of an eye, Wujing monk thought about it.

I saw him bow down and bend over, then reach out and touch the ground, and then clench his palms into fists, and then stand up, and with one palm up, he announced a Buddha call to everyone present.

Then he handed his right hand, which was clenched into a fist, to him like learning from Ye Qingxuan, and asked at the same time, "But I don't know what to think at this time?" Is there nothing in the poor monk's palm, or is there a handful of dirt?"

"This little monk is really clever!" Everyone present saw Monk Wujing doing this, and praised him in their hearts for a while.

I saw that there were obvious traces of dirt on the little monk's right fist, and I thought that he must have grabbed a handful of dirt in his palm, but in the end, his fist was clenched, and no one knew whether there was soil in Wujing's hand.

What's more, Ye Qingxuan made it difficult for Wujing, and Wujing used his way to govern others at this time, which is ironic, no matter whether Ye Qingxuan guessed it or not, he would lose face, and it was inevitable that he would end up with the name of "bullying the small with the big".

Although Ye Qingxuan seems to be about the same age as Wujing on the surface, or even younger than Wujing, but in the end, Ye Qingxuan is the head of the Taoist sect, and Wujing Zuo is just a small monk in Feilai Temple, and the identities between the two are naturally very different.

"Senior Brother Wujing is really smart!"

"Little Master Wujing, it's not a loss, it's a senior disciple of Master Liqing, that little miscellaneous hair bullies the small, it should be taught like this!"

In addition to the serious guests in the field, those little monks who lacked concentration couldn't help but praise their senior brothers, and the pious people were inevitably happy, and they all shouted and scolded Ye Qingxuan for a while.

However, Ye Qingxuan still looked light-hearted, as if he couldn't see or hear the insults from the monks around him, he just looked at Monk Wujing with a smile and said softly, "I don't know the poor way!"

"Huh, is this the Taoist admitting defeat?" Wujing was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't expect that Ye Qingxuan would actually give such an answer.

When Ye Qingxuan heard this, he nodded lightly, and then said, "Poor Dao's eyesight is not good, and he has never seen the little master's movements clearly, at this time, the little master's fists are clenched, and the poor Dao has no magical powers, he can't see through it, and he hasn't seen it with his own eyes, so Poor Dao naturally doesn't dare to judge the truth or falsehood!

When Monk Wujing heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then remembered the scene where he answered Ye Qingxuan's question by himself, and for a while he felt that what this thief Taoist priest said was actually very reasonable.

Even the monk Wujing, after listening to Ye Qingxuan's words, had such thoughts, and when others heard it carefully, they naturally could understand it or two.

On the surface, this game seems to be won by the little monk Wujing, but if it is reasonable, it is Ye Qingxuan who is more clever.

However, in the end, the loser does not lose the battle, and the little monk Wujing naturally can't be so easily succumbed, so he immediately said, "What the Taoist chief said is really reasonable, but you know such a truth, how can Fang Cai come to embarrass the poor monk again? Could it be that the poor monk can see clearly that the Taoist leader's actions are not successful?"

"Yes, yes, this Taoist priest is also shameless!"

"To bully the small with the big is not the right son of man!"

Monk Wujing's words fell into the ears of others, and there was a sound of echo in the natural field, even those serious guests felt in their hearts that Ye Qingxuan's actions at this time were obvious to show off.

He is a leader in the sect, but he relies on his ability to speak well and understand some clever truths, so he wantonly bullies the juniors, which is really a bit excessive.

For a while, those guests who did not like it also frowned, but those who believe are confident, and those who do not believe also have their own reasons for not believing.

While looking at the golden light sword sleeve Zhao Daxia of the Diancang faction, at this time, he looked at the Buddha in the field with a look of great interest.

"The person who can be praised by the senior brother in charge will naturally not only have such strength, and it depends on what he does next!"

Ye Qingxuan seemed to feel something, turned his head and looked at Zhao Daxia with a smile, and then turned around and said, "In that case, Little Master Wujing also understands this truth?"

"That's nature!" Wujing was already angry in his heart, and at this time, he said angrily.

"In that case, how can the little master of Wujing slander the poor Dao for not knowing the number of etiquette, no one in his eyes, and no mercy?" Ye Qingxuan said this, his tone was still unhurried, light and natural, "Even if the poor Dao was rude before, which made the little master dislike, it can be regarded as the fault of the poor Dao."

But the little master has ever been to the Poor Dao Nayuxu Palace? But he has seen the miracles in the Poor Dao Palace with his own eyes? If he has never seen it, how can he make a judgment and say that all the miracles in the Poor Dao Palace are fake?"

"You!" Wujing was speechless by Ye Qingxuan's question for a while, at this time, this Wujing monk and the guests didn't know where Ye Qingxuan was going around, sparing such a big circle, but he was waiting for him here!

These guests thought about it carefully, and their hearts were clear, no wonder Ye Qingxuan did this, it was really this Wujing monk who made a provocative speech first, if it was really what he said, the miracles in the Jade Void View were all fakes, then wouldn't Ye Qingxuan become a person who deceived the world and stole his name?

What's more, in front of Jingzhou Mu Sima Rui at this time, if this adult is misunderstood, and when the time comes, Ye Qingxuan and his Daomen will be labeled as a cult that confuses the public, then I am afraid that it will not only be a battle of face, I am afraid that Ye Qingxuan, who will be charged with the crime, will be able to save his life, and it will be two words!

And regardless of whether this little monk was intentional or unintentional, Ye Qingxuan was also annoyed by this, so he wanted to teach this little monk a lesson.

At this time, Monk Wujing was defeated, and looked at Ye Qingxuan with an angry face, obviously unconvinced, but he was newly defeated, so he could only look at his master with his eyes, hoping that the master could win a game and breathe a sigh of relief for himself!

The old monk Li Qing saw that his disciples were deflated, and he was also annoyed in his heart, calculating the time, just after such a fuss, it was also the time when about a cup of tea had passed.

So the old monk Li Qing stared at it, and saw that the squirrel was held in Ye Qingxuan's right hand, motionless, listening attentively, even if he didn't even breathe.

So the old monk sneered in his heart, and immediately pronounced a Buddha name, pretending to be compassionate, and said, "Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha!

"Oh, I don't know what the master's answer is?" Ye Qingxuan looked at the old monk with interest when he heard this.

But everyone in the field pouted one after another, and they couldn't see the old monk's intentions, after dragging on for so long, the squirrel was pinched by the blood veins and trachea, I am afraid that he would have died of anger a long time ago, and the answer of the old monk Li Qing naturally goes without saying, Qingxuan Daoist is definitely lost!

"It's just that these two Buddhas and one Buddha are chanting and worshiping God and Buddha all day long, but they are all so cruel, where is there a little compassion!"

"The old man guessed that this squirrel must still be alive!