"The king of Jizo chose hell, and he didn't choose to cross the world! I was born free, and that one dares to be high!" Wang Feiyu thought about it, took out a piece of paper and began to write an outline for himself, not only the outline, but also the time left tomorrow, he also had to take the time to write a Taoist scripture scroll......

With a squeak of opening the door, Huo Qinglong walked in with a plate of supper, "Non-defeated, look at what I have served!

"Thank you, brother!"

"What's polite, my support for you is better than that guy Ye Qingchou, right?"

"Hehe......" In the face of Huo Qinglong's questioning, Wang Feiyu could only smirk.

"How are you reading the scriptures, how sure are you?" Huo Qinglong put the plate brought in on the table, which was a bowl of porridge, a small plate of pastries, and a small plate of fried peanuts.

Smelling the hot porridge, he picked up a spoon and stirred, "This is preserved egg porridge?"

"Yes, Ye Qingchou and I have tasted it, it tastes good!" Huo Qinglong looked at the table as he spoke, but this look made Huo Qinglong look at the seven tricks!

"Sharpen the gun in battle, three points fast!No, what kind of book are you writing if you don't prepare well?" Huo Qinglong said and gave Wang Feisheng a slap on the back of the head!

"Senior brother, don't fight! Senior brother, I have a new idea!" Wang Feiyu hurriedly explained.

"What's the idea? I'm going to make up a book and debate with them!"

"The scriptures, do you have the right brain? Is that something you can make up casually?" Huo Qinglong was even more angry when he heard this, and he stretched out his hand to continue to slap him!

Wang Feiyi stood up and said while hiding: "Why can't you?" Senior brother, Buddhism claims that their scriptures are more than 10,000 volumes, so where do these scriptures come from?"

"But even so, can you write this scripture?"

"Senior brother, don't forget, I'm a porter!" Wang Fei's words made Huo Qinglong stunned, if he published a scroll as a 'porter', maybe it could really be said in the past!

"As a porter, that's really possible, but I still don't think it's reliable! You kid! There are a lot of ideas, but things can't all go the way you think?"

"Senior brother, they are all veterans of debate scriptures, I am not surprised to win that line, I wrote a scripture, he can understand, after reading a book, the time of a day is about the same!

"Your idea is interesting!" With this sentence, Wang Feifei looked at the door, but Ye Qingchou also came over, holding a bunch of books in his hand, it seemed that Lord Song Duo had found them.

"You're here too, Ye Qingchou, you have made so much, can you see it all if you are defeated?"

"I can't watch it anymore, I watched it on the field, and they didn't say that they couldn't watch it live. Ye Qingchou also brought out the shameless spirit, put down the book, he was about to look up but was attracted by a line of words written on the table by Wang Feiyi: "What is this?

"Senior Brother Ye, this is not a scripture, this is a story I want to write, a story called "Wukong"!"

"Wukong? has something to do with your Bajie eating melons?"

"Senior brother, didn't you ask me about the follow-up to that story along the way? I do have it, but I didn't want to write it before, but I've changed my mind now!"

"Isn't there more novels you want to write, do you have time to write them?"

"So, when I come back from this experience, I will obediently stay in Tianfeng City or Qingyuan Temple, and I won't write a book properly!" Wang Feiyi said and smiled slightly.

"Then let's talk about it after this experience!" Ye Qingchou said, but his face unconsciously revealed an indescribable expression......

...... Time flies, and it's time to debate the scriptures......

After two days of arguments, the candidate for the first debate of Buddhism was decided, and the deputy abbot of the mountain temple came out to distinguish with Wang Fei, the reason why he did not choose Huicheng was the previous argument with Wang Feizhi in front of the door, Huicheng's advantage was not big, and because of the fact that he paid Wang Feifei to debate the scriptures, he was angry.

Quietly looking at the monks who had discussed it, she sighed a little, she knew that the current debate had deviated from the original intention in some conveniences, but sometimes the development of things could not be controlled by an individual! Understand to persuade the other party, and later because no one can convince the other party, some people propose to be determined by the believers or the referee, this heavy responsibility often falls on the court, the government, but for Confucianism, its concept can govern the country of Taoism is far greater than the threat of Buddhism, plus the daughter's family is sentimental and likes Buddhism Jingyi is always more than the cold of Taoism, so since there is a referee, there is always a loss in the debate, and later there is a bet, so that there have been geniuses in the Taoist Gate who were forced to cut the hair gradient and lose their aura, and more scriptures have been limited by disseminationAnd Buddhism has also actively used this for its own development, but this use has been biased, selfish and distracting thoughts, and the scriptures of debate are no longer the enlightenment of the Great Dao and Zen machines, but have become a competition and temptation for people's hearts like demons, which is extremely unfavorable for the Buddhist monks to practice the supreme practice of Buddhism, because the exercises of Buddhism are complementary to their thoughts.

meddling in this matter, at the beginning, he did follow everyone according to the habit of debating the scriptures, but in the back, he felt that he might be able to take advantage of Wang Fei's defeat to stop the current heat flow of the monks' current debate, so as not to lose his proportion!

"I haven't seen you for two days, Master Qingyi has a lot of spirit!" Looking at the Master Qingyi sitting in front of him, Wang Feiyi was a little surprised, according to his identity, he thought that people like Qingyi would not come out to debate with him.

Shaking off the big red robe that he only wore on important occasions, the master of Qingyi raised his palms and said: "Nan Wu Amitabha!

Sitting cross-legged on the high platform, looking at the field in front of him, the width of the field is five hundred meters, except for the platform that has been erected, the other places have already been surrounded by people, Wang Feiyu looked at Song Qianshu and Jingxin Shitai who had three timers in front of him. The timer was a slender crystal cup with a scale on it, and above the cup was a cylinder with the spout facing downward, filled with water, and when one of them had finished speaking, the opening of the bucket would open, and the time for twenty drops of water would be exactly ten breaths, and the scale of the cup would be exactly five squares.

"How. Is the trail chief worried about this timer?"

"There's nothing to worry about! It's just that the timer is not accurate, and there is a sundial that has been there for a long time this time. Wang Feiyi smiled and pointed to the stone sundial not far away.

"That's right! When the sun and the moon are shining, you can't fool anyone!" Master Qingyi nodded, and then said, "In that case, let's start over there!"

"That's good!" Wang Feiyu nodded, took out another Buddhist door from an envelope, and the topic he chose, and the young man in charge of explaining it took over the topic.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the topic of today's first debate is Master Shimizu's understanding of the "Zen Ming", it seems that the non-defeated Taoist has his own opinion on the explanation given to Master Shimizu, and now I announce the first topic, that is, 'Sutra is the Demon Theory'. "There is also Zen Buddhism in this world, but there are two main guiding ideologies of them, one is the "Diamond Sutra", and the other is different from the previous life, not the "Six Ancestors Altar Sutra", but called "Zen Ming", this question is to ask the two of them to debate the understanding of the sentence "Jing is the Demon Saying" in the "Zen Ming", and the understanding of this question of Qing Yijiao is exactly different from Wang Fei's understanding.

"Trail Chief, please!"

"Master Qingyi, please!" With the memory of his previous life, Wang Feiyi knows that Zen is not suitable for telling, for enlightened people, the way of Bodhi is to transmit the heart from the heart, and the scriptures are only the beginning of self-enlightenment, and they often do not explain Zen, because the words of the exit, there is always a deviation in understanding, and everyone's understanding is different! Jing Naimo said' is also the embodiment of this concept, and the explanation given by Qing Shui in the title disappointed him.

"'Sutra is the Demon Saying' is that believers interpret the scriptures, and there are often mistakes in understanding, only by not being ashamed to ask, please ask the 'perennial scripture studyer' like the old man to help interpret it, and then comprehend it from moment to time, in order to solve the doubts; if you want to comprehend it more deeply, you need to ask the great virtuous person to explain in order to understand one or two, although the great virtuous person is not as good as the great enlightened one, but he also cultivates good deeds and good seeds, and is to obtain good results!" After humbling each other, Master Shimizu began his own explanation.

"There is a saying in "The Mean" that 'virtue is a saint, respect is the son of heaven, and is rich within the four seas', even if this is the case, why should Master Qing Shui enter the palace to say the truth!" Wang Feiyu knew from the information sent by Song Qianshu that this Qing Shui had always wanted to go to the palace to give a lecture to the emperor.

"This great virtuous person is not the great virtuous one. Qing Shui frowned, this little Taoist priest dug a pit for him at the beginning, no, more than one pit!

Smiling slightly, Wang Feiyu continued: "Then please ask the master to make it clear, so as not to misunderstand the world!"

"Hmph!" Qing Shui snorted coldly, and his originally kind face was a little more aggressive, and then continued: "'The scriptures are said by the devil' is not that the scriptures are wrong, nor that the scriptures are wrong!

"Master Shimizu, dare to ask how many versions of the Diamond Sutra there are?"

"What does this mean, Dao Chief?"

"Editions refer to the various books and books of a book that have been copied, engraved or otherwise formed by many times. ”

"Six!"

"Since the master also knows, then I will tell everyone present: everyone knows that this Buddhism came from the open sea, and when it reached the boundary of my Kyushu, it was changed from Sanskrit to my Yanhua language, and it has spread since then!"

"The poor monk naturally knows, and he hopes that the Taoist will enter the debate early!"

"Don't worry!" Wang Feifei said and took a sip of tea.