Gumo is a very magical capital.

In this country, many people don't even have enough to eat, but they save money to donate sesame oil to the temples and masters.

In this country, many people complain but dare not speak much when they are ridiculed by people of higher rank than themselves, but when others say that the master they believe in is not a master, they dare to fight each other to the death......

Many times, people are so interesting, obviously they are too busy to take care of themselves, and they have to take care of some things that they don't have......

When the old man walked towards Chu Yujia, Yan Ju and Sheng Guang both subconsciously stretched out their hands to their waists.

After all, they were Chu Yujia's protectors, and if someone threatened him, they would naturally be the first to rush forward.

"Foreigners from the Mingwu Empire ......"

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at Chu Yujia, and said, "You are very dissatisfied with Archmage Guangli?"

"I'm just laughing. ”

Chu Yujia slowly put down the cup, looked up at the old man, and said, "Besides, whether I am satisfied with the so-called Master Guangli or not, does it have anything to do with you?"

"Does it have anything to do with me?"

When the old man heard this, he also snorted coldly, and said: "The debate between the two masters this time is the top priority of Buddhism, and it can even be said that it is related to the development of the entire Buddhism......

"Since ancient times, Buddhism has been divided into two factions, the north and the south, and the southern Buddhism has always wanted to annex the northern sect, but because there has never been a master, it has never succeeded. ”

"Now that the south has sent such a big man, the honor and disgrace of the northern Buddhism sect all depend on Master Guangli, so no one is allowed to be disrespectful to Master Guangli!"

The old man accused Chu Yujia of this righteous remark, as if he was a person standing at the top of the Buddhist Gate accusing a mortal.

In this regard, Chu Yujia still smiled contemptuously, and said: "Whether it is the Southern Buddha Gate or the North Buddha Gate, to put it bluntly, they are not all Buddhist Sects, if the Buddhist Sect is also divided into north and south, then why is this sect still called the Buddha Gate?"

Chu Yujia said that he was not only disrespecting the so-called Master Guangli, but he was already disrespecting Buddhism.

In an instant, everyone in the audience began to besiege Chu Yujia.

"This stranger doesn't know what a Buddha is, so we should drive him out. ”

"Yes, the strangers hurry up and get out of Gumo Country, you are not welcome in Gumo Country. ”

The old man smiled coldly and said, "See, I don't respect Buddhism, I don't deserve to stay here, I advise you where you came from, or you won't be able to go home......

The words fell, and the old man glanced at Al Can coldly.

After all, Al Can was the only one in their group with a Gumo face.

Although Alcan does not attach importance to Buddhism, he is also very embarrassed by this look.

As a native of Gumo, of course he knew how much the people of Gumo attached great importance to Buddhism, but Chu Yujia gave him so much money after all, and on the way here, he had also seen Chu Yujia's ability, so he really didn't dare to stop Chu Yujia.

And he didn't think that these people present were the opponents of Chu Yujia and his two followers.

After all, in the village they passed by, they killed hundreds of people, could it be that there were dozens of people in this post station?

Thinking of this, Al Can also became bolder, raised his hand to send a table case, and said: "You people, if you don't want to make progress, you just put the ghost and god Buddhism on your lips all day long, this is the real misunderstanding of the country, as a native of Gumo, I am ashamed of people like you......"

What Arcan said was also righteous and righteous.

Before the old man could scold, Chu Yujia on the side applauded and said, "Well said." ”

Chu Yujia slowly stood up and said, "Alcan, let's not eat this meal, eating with these people is really out of class......

The words fell, and several people slowly walked out of the post house under the gaze of the old man.

But in the eyes of the old man and everyone present, he also became a deserted escape.

But in fact, it was Chu Yujia and the others who didn't bother to argue with them.

The country of Gumo is hot, the sun is high, and today the city is full of shining bald heads.

For many people, the dialectics of the two Buddhas are a scene that has never been seen before, whether it is the master Guangli of the Northern Buddhism Gate or the new master of the Southern Buddhism Gate, they are all highly respected existences in the Buddhism.

In the country of Gumo, where Buddhism is followed and even equal to the royal power, these two men have countless followers, and tens of thousands of believers have come here.

Tens of thousands of people gathered in this small county town is also very spectacular.

The so-called dialectic of the two Buddhas is nothing more than two people arguing with each other.

When Chu Yujia and the others passed by, they also saw the two disciples occupying one side and spitting at each other's 'dialectics'......

Seeing such a scene, Sheng Guang raised his eyebrows and said to Yan Ju: "I said Lao Yan, why does this dialectic look so similar to the women of our Shuiyun County scolding the street......

"Not really. ”

Yan Ju also shook his head helplessly, and said, "These people are nothing more than a group of women with handles......

Yan Ju's words were full of contempt.

This may be because Chu Yujia is unhappy with Buddhism, or maybe he himself is unhappy with Buddhism.

Sheng Guang looked up at Chu Yujia and asked, "Childe, should we go over and have a look?"

"What's the point of not watching?"

Chu Yujia shook his head and smiled, "We went, but we just watched the two parties quarrel." ”

The sky is high, the sea is wide, and man is as small as gravel in it.

But some people feel that they are higher than the sky and wider than the sea, and they talk eloquently, saying that they see through the red dust and life.

But in the decades of life, the rivers and lakes are changeable, and the world is changeable, how many people can see through the hearts of people in this world?

The so-called Dharma is just a psychological comfort for oneself.

The so-called faith is nothing more than a thought that can soothe the soul of oneself.

The further you go, the more people there are.

Especially when you walk to the square, you can describe it as a sea of people.

But unlike the previous shrew-like argument, there was silence.

The bald Buddhas in the center of the square are also standing solemnly at this moment, looking at the two bald monks in robes, one old and one young, on the platform.

If nothing else, the two bald monks, one is Master Guangli from the north, and the other is the younger one is the senior monk who traveled from the south.

Both monks sit down on a lotus platform.

This lotus platform is built opposite each other, and the distance between them is less than twenty steps.

Maybe this distance is to ensure that the other party's saliva will not be sprayed on his face.

As mentioned earlier, the north and south Buddhism are like fire and water, and they are not compatible at all.

The Northern Buddhism pays attention to crossing people first and crossing oneself, and the Southern Buddhism pays attention to wanting to become a Buddha, you must first get rid of demons.

The North Buddha Gate regards the South Buddha Gate as the Demon Buddha, and the South Buddha Gate regards the North Buddha Gate as a false Buddha.

The so-called arguments of the two sides take place almost every year, but they are not as large as they are this year.

After all, this year, the Southern Buddha Gate has produced an immortal genius mage, how can they give up this opportunity to crush the Northern Buddha Gate?