The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 1109
The sixth floor of Xinyuan Temple.

Li Changan stepped in, and there was another monk. This monk had a jade-like face and was only twenty years old. He was dressed in a moon-white robe. Jianzhao, Qingquan stones flow up..."

Hong Xiyan curled her lips: "It's a good-looking thing to pretend."

But she also had to admit that this monk has a profound artistic conception, and he does look like he has practiced.

"Chang'an Daojun, the little monk is smart, and he doesn't have any cultivation skills." The monk slowly stood up, his clothes were as white as snow and spotless: "I only have a little sharpness, I want to debate with Chang'an Daojun .”

The method of debate in Buddhism is unparalleled in the world. This monk has no cultivation at all, but stands on a six-story pagoda. That must be the opponent's trump card.

Hong Xiyan chuckled at this moment: "Smart? Your dharma name is interesting, is it a smartphone?"

The monk smiled faintly: "Smartphones are just vulgar things. They seem to be convenient and versatile, but they are actually stupid and boring. They can't eat, wear, sleep, or work. They are actually useless."

Hong Xiyan wanted to refute, but was stopped by Li Changan: "Xiyan, as long as you talk to him, if you start arguing, you won't be able to argue with him even for three days and three nights. He just said something casually, and there are countless traps. Go in, you can't argue."

Hong Xiyan rolled her eyes: "I don't believe it, so I'll ask you a question. In this world, did the chicken come first or the egg?"

This is an eternal problem. Since ancient times, there is no one statement that can satisfy everyone.

The monk smiled lightly, and replied directly: "There are eggs first!"

Li Changan shook his head, and sure enough, Hong Xiyan couldn't help but asked again: "Why?"

"The heavenly secret must not be leaked!" The monk replied immediately.

Hong Xiyan stomped her feet: "You are sophistry, what kind of secret must not be revealed!"

The monk pursed his lips: "God created man, Nu Wa created man, or the continuation of alien life genes, or the inheritance of gods... But everything that involves the origin of life is related to the sky in the final analysis, whether it is the gods in the sky, Regardless of the aliens in the sky, aren’t these all secrets? The girl asked me about the chicken and the egg, which involved the origin of life, so I said it was a secret.”

"And the secret of heaven must not be leaked..." The monk finished the last sentence leisurely, which made Hong Xiyan dumbfounded.

Thinking about it carefully, I really couldn't refute a single sentence, even though I knew he was playing word games and playing computer games.

Li Changan smiled: "I remind you, as long as you talk to him, you will always be at a disadvantage."

Hong Xiyan took a deep breath: "The last question, let's talk about science and mathematics instead of secrets."

Mathematics is the most logical knowledge in science, and Hong Xiyan felt that it was impossible to play tricks.

The monk cheered up: "Please speak!"

Two Buddhist beads appeared in Hong Xiyan's hand. They were obtained from the dead monk just now.

She opened her little hand, then put it away, and the beads disappeared suddenly: "Monk, let me ask you, how many beads do I have on my body now?"

Hong Xiyan smiled triumphantly after asking, she was holding two Buddhist beads in her hand, if the monk guessed it, he would destroy it, no matter how many beads he said, he could control the final number, it was impossible defeated.

But the monk didn't hesitate, as if he didn't even think about it: "Two."

"Haha!" Hong Xiyan crushed the beads in her hand, and opened her empty hands: "There is no one, you lose."

"Monk, I won." The monk said calmly, pointing to Hong Xiyan's bright eyes: "Girl, don't you have two eyes?"

Grass!Hong Xiyan was about to curse: "I'm asking how many Buddhist beads are there!"

The monk shook his head: "The girl just asked how many beads you have on your body. I didn't hear wrong, and the answer is correct."

Hong Xiyan's eyes were wide open, the blood talisman flickered on one side of her beautiful face, she was very angry.

The monk is proud, his clever debating skills are unparalleled in the world, he once refuted Sanbai Jialan in Bodhgaya, the holy place of Buddhism, and is known as the number one debater in Buddhism. Hong Xiyan's rebuttal just now seemed to him to be too incompetent.

He looked at Li Chang'an, guarding the sixth floor, because of this legendary man. The legendary Chang'an Taoist once said that the six holy monks were speechless at the Luoyang Buddhist and Taoist Conference thousands of years ago. Try to see how powerful he is.

Hong Xiyan took Li Changan's hand: "Master, you must vent your anger on me, this monk is too angry."

Li Changan's face was calm, and he took a step forward, the monk pricked up his ears, waiting for him to ask a question.

"Master, just kill him!" Hong Xiyan urged from behind, "Don't talk nonsense with him."

The monk is not afraid: "Chang'an Daojun is a senior with Taoism, and a monk who has no cultivation base like me will definitely not make a move. Otherwise, his reputation is a trivial matter, and the reputation of Taoist Taixuanzong That's the big deal!"

Really eloquent.

Li Changan said lightly: "Monk, you were born in Buddhism, what is the highest state pursued by Buddhism?"

The monk was stunned for a moment, and solemnly folded his hands together: "Get rid of roots and dust, be as comfortable as your heart, without cultivation, without certification, without life and death, this is the realm of the Buddha."

Li Chang'an nodded: "Okay, today I will also practice your Zen school of not living and dying, no practice and no certificate!"

He said, plucked off a hair with a wave, and threw it on the ground: "Monk, I have lost a hair, and I have lost a sentence, what should you do?"

Hong Xiyan looked dumbfounded, what is this doing?
But the monk was sweating. Daoist Chang'an is worthy of being the Taoist Chang'an. As soon as he came up, he forced out the original meaning of Buddhism and Zen, which is to get rid of the roots of dust and reach the highest state of no worries and worries.

Li Changan went to post, what should the monk do?He stroked his bald head and pondered for a moment.

Li Changan didn't give him any chance to refute: "Since I have removed one, you should also remove one. The Buddhists say that the six organs are difficult to purify. I think you, a monk, have six organs healthy. Why don't you remove the lower one!"

The bottom one?
The monk's legs tightened, clamping the dust root between his legs: "This, this..."

Li Changan snorted, and said to Hong Xiyan: "Help him get rid of the roots, let him be clean and clean!"

The monk was shocked: "No, wait a minute, I have something to say!"

With a scoff, a piece of broken glass appeared in Hong Xiyan's hand, and as he waved his hand, the monk screamed and jumped up, then lay on the ground with blood profusely flowing between his legs.

Li Changan flicked his sleeves: "Okay, he removed this one, it must be much cleaner, and his cultivation will become stronger and stronger in the future."

"You don't need to thank me." Sneered at the monk: "I'll just 'help' you once, come back next time, and I'll give you another one!"

After speaking, Li Changan slowly climbed up to the seventh floor.

Hong Xiyan giggled, and raised her middle finger to the fainted monk: "Smart? From now on, you won't be able to!"

(End of this chapter)