"Hmm. ”

After listening to Qi Bao's words, Master Hengzhi thought about it very seriously and nodded.

"Yes, Master, huh?"

"Master, why did you leave? You haven't given an answer yet?"

After Qi Bao looked at Master Hengzhi and nodded, he turned around and continued to walk without replying at all.

"Rise and fall are reincarnation, so why indulge in it?"

Listening to the words left by Master Hengzhi when he left, Qi Bao was speechless.

Songshan Temple is almost gone, Master Hengzhi said it so chic and natural?

However, after listening to Master Hengzhi's words, Qi Bao knew that it was probably impossible to let Master Hengzhi participate in the Zen grand event.

What to do?

Qin Moyu had been following Qi Bao's side, seeing his expression thoughtful and depressed, and then thinking about his previous question, he roughly guessed what he was going to do.

"Xiaobao, do you want Master Hengzhi to make a name for himself at the Zen Festival?"

Qin Moyu's words made Qi Bao suddenly startled, and he looked at Qin Moyu.

"Am I acting so obviously?"

Qin Moyu saw Qi Bao's expression and immediately smiled lightly.

"Well, obviously. ”

"Hey, even you can see it, but why didn't Master agree?"

Qi Bao sighed.

"You, didn't Master Hengzhi say it? The cycle of rise and fall is a common thing, and you have to be entangled in this, and now that Songshan Temple has reappeared, Master Hengzhi has been promoted to the middle stage of incarnation, if there is no accident, the prosperity of Songshan Temple is inevitable, why should you be entangled?"

Qin Moyu comforted Qi Bao speechlessly, and finally a thousand words were combined into one word.

"Alas......"

It was the first time Qin Moyu had seen Qi Bao like this, and he couldn't help but be curious.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Qi Bao glanced at Qin Moyu and felt that it was okay for me to tell her about this.

"I want Master Hengzhi to be the head of Zen Buddhism......"

"Huh?"

Although Qin Moyu doesn't know much about Buddhism, this head of Zen Buddhism is not for fun, Qi Bao's idea...... It's a bit ......

Just looking at Qi Bao's sullen appearance, Qin Moyu couldn't help but open his mouth to comfort.

"Master Hengzhi doesn't want to participate, you can't force it, can't you? Speaking of which, you used to be a disciple of the master, if you can win after you participate, maybe you can also make the master the head of Zen Buddhism......

Qin Moyu just casually comforted, but her words inadvertently woke up Qi Bao.

"That's right!"

"Xiaoyu, you're amazing!"

Let's go!

Qi Bao hugged Qin Moyu and kissed him fiercely.

"What are you doing! This is a pure place for Buddhism!"

Qin Moyu was a little panicked by Qi Bao's sudden attack, and couldn't help but scold shyly.

"Haha, okay! Let's go back and come back!"

Qin Moyu was so angry by Qi Bao's words that his face turned red, he glared at him fiercely, turned around and left.

Qi Bao smiled and chased after him quickly, with jubilation on the soles of his feet.

......

In the end, Qin Moyu still stopped Qi Bao's filthy thoughts, after all, he was in the pure land of Buddhism, Qin Moyu didn't plan to come nonsense.

Qi Bao could only open the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion with some unhappiness in the end, looking for what he needed.

"The Sutra of the Altar of the Six Patriarchs", "The Five Lantern Huiyuan", "The Hundred Zhangs Qing Rules", "The Yoga Bodhisattva Precepts", "The Precepts of the Yingluo Bodhisattva", "The Record of the Jingde Lantern", "The Records of the Buddha", "The Biography of the High Monks", "The Biography of the High Monks", "The Quotations of Matsu Dao", ......

Qi Bao exchanged all these Zen classics without hesitation, and then memorized them in his mind.

Not only that, but he also found thousands of Zen stories, just to understand the past life of the earth about the history of Zen Buddhism.

Qi Bao has also practiced Buddhism and participated in Zen, and he feels that there are some similarities between Buddhism on the Shenzhou Continent and Buddhism on the earth, and in Zen Buddhism, after reading the classics and secret scrolls in the Wanbao Pavilion, Qi Bao even feels that the development of Zen Buddhism on the earth is several levels higher than that of the Shenzhou Continent.

If it weren't for the fact that the earth couldn't cultivate, I believe that those Zen masters on the earth would have already attained the bodhisattva or true Buddha status, right?

Of course, these are not what Qi Bao needs to think about right now.

By the time Qi Bao had almost everything ready, three days had passed and the Zen puja was about to begin......

When—

The morning bell rises!

The sound of Buddha sounded from all over the Hanging Temple, and countless monks from all over the world came to the morning school square in the center of the Hanging Temple.

At this time, the morning sun is rising.

The entire Songshan Temple is plated with a layer of gold, like a golden Buddha country.

In the morning class square, there is an additional ring-like platform in the center of the place.

The platform is smooth as a mirror, with only two gray futons.

When Qi Bao and Qin Moyu arrived, the place was already overcrowded.

"This Zen puja, I don't know who will last until the end?"

"Of course it's our abbot Huiming!"

"Not necessarily, I heard that overseas monks came this time, I wonder if it will be better in Zen practice?"

"Hmph, the guy from the Barbarian Land, how powerful can he be?"

......

Qi Bao listened to these discussions, and felt a little emotion in his heart.

These monks, who usually look like they are peaceful, are facing the competition of Zen Buddhism at this time, but they show their resentment.

Sure enough, no matter who you are, you have something you care about.

Qi Bao collected his thoughts and saw Master Huiming walking up to the center of the square.

"Thank you brothers and sisters from all over the world for coming to my Hanging Temple to participate in the five-year Zen Festival, which has been held for 568 sessions now, and each session has amazing talents, so that I have a new understanding of Zen Buddhism and cultivation. ”

Master Huiming said this, and many monks from all over the underground nodded one after another.

If it weren't for that, how could this Zen Festival last so long?

It is precisely because of the mutual exchange and promotion that in this puja, many eminent monks even broke through the bottleneck with epiphany on the spot, and every time they achieved a good story.

So much so that the Zen Dharma of the Hanging Temple became more and more famous, and eventually became the largest event of Buddhism and Zen Buddhism in the entire Shenzhou Continent!

“...... This time, the Zen Festival will be held again, and I hope you will actively participate in it, and this Festival is still a debate, so you can get started. ”

After Master Hui Ming had spoken a few words, he announced the beginning of the puja.

When Qi Bao heard the word "debate", he was slightly nervous in his heart.

Although he wrote down a lot of things with the help of Wanbao Pavilion, he really hadn't tried this "debate" yet.

"Mo Zhen of Ashan Temple in Qinguo, please teach which senior brother. ”

Just when Qi Bao was nervous, he saw a bald monk with a black face running up.

Then, I saw a middle-aged monk striding forward.

"Senior Brother Mo, let Senior Brother argue with you, right?"

"Longyang?!"

Although he wrote down a lot of things with the help of Wanbao Pavilion, he really hadn't tried this "debate" yet.

"Mo Zhen of Ashan Temple in Qinguo, please teach which senior brother. ”

Just when Qi Bao was nervous, he saw a bald monk with a black face running up.

Then, I saw a middle-aged monk striding forward.

"Senior Brother Mo, let Senior Brother argue with you, right?"

"Longyang?!"

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