"You're just a fake monk."

Jing Si pondered for a long time, and replied: "Buddhas see everything in the world, so they naturally understand the sufferings in the world."

"it is good!"

Xu Qi'an nodded, pulled out the black gold long knife, and cut a bloody wound on his arm. He covered the wound and looked at Jing Si:

"Master, does it feel like I'm in pain?"

"With a blade added to the body, there is no reason for it not to hurt." Jing Si clasped his hands together.

"Then do you know how much pain I have?" Xu Qi'an asked again.

Jing Si was silent, he had a vajra shield, and the blade couldn't do harm, so he really couldn't answer.

"Master, don't you understand?" Xu Qi'an sighed: "This is your so-called "contemplation". You only know my pain, but you don't know how much pain I am in. You only know the suffering in the world, but you certainly don't know how much it is.

"You can't even understand the suffering of the common people, so how can you talk about saving sentient beings? Isn't it a joke, I will tell you a story."

Jing Si did not speak, but made a gesture of listening.

"One year, there was a severe drought in the world. The people had no rice to eat, and countless people died of starvation. A son from a wealthy family heard about this and said something in surprise. Master, do you know what he said?"

Jing Si asked, "What did he say?"

Xu Qi'an stared at the little monk Jingsi, showed a mocking smile, and said word by word: "Why——don't—eat—meat—mince."

Monk Jingsi seemed to be struck by lightning, his pupils dilated slightly and his face was dull.

"well said!"

"The little monk is speechless, look quickly, the little monk is speechless."

The crowd outside cheered loudly.

The monk is best at debating and talking about Zen, and no one can say that flowers can bloom with one mouth, but Xu Qi'an's words made the little monk from the Western Regions speechless.

This feeling is to defeat them in the field that Buddhism is best at. From the perspective of a bystander, the degree of sourness is even more refreshing than the knife that Xu Qi'an swung.

Morale boosted.

The princes of the court watched silently, bickering and unable to break through the Vajra Formation, let's see what Xu Qi'an's purpose is.

At this time, Xu Qi'an threw the black gold long knife in front of Monk Jingsi, and said in a deep voice: "Master, if you think what I said is wrong, if you think you can really experience the suffering of the people, why don't you try it."

Jing Si raised his head and murmured, "Experience?"

Xu Qi'an nodded: "Take away Vajra Bubai, cut a knife on your arm, and you will be able to understand the pain of your own body, and understand the real Buddha Dharma, instead of eating minced meat."

"No, no." Jing Si shook his head, as if trying to persuade himself not to try: "Take Vajra Undefeated, and I will lose."

"The monks are all empty-handed, but the master is so obsessed with winning or losing, he is already inferior." Xu Qi'an followed the persuasion:

"After losing a battle, the master has seen the broader sky and experienced the true Buddha Dharma. The master decides which is more important."

The monks are all empty, and should not be obsessed with winning or losing. Why not eat meat, why not eat meat? Monk Jingsi's expression gradually became complicated, showing a look of entanglement and struggle. He slowly stretched out his hand and held the black gold long knife.

The corner of Xu Qi'an's mouth twitched.

"So that's how it is." Chu Yuanzhen praised: "Jing Si practiced in Buddhism since he was a child. Maybe the Dharma is profound, but he lacks a little experience accumulated in the world. This is his flaw. Xu Ningyan is really witty."

Jing Si is like a gifted child of an aristocratic family, who practiced in the clan since childhood, and has the strength, but the state of mind is not perfect, lacking experience and precipitation.

"Amitabha." Heng Yuan recited the Buddha's name, feeling sad.

He thought of his younger brother Heng Hui, who was brought up by himself, who was also a very talented Buddhist disciple, but lacked worldly experience, which moved the hearts of ordinary people and caused catastrophe.

Beautifully done!The civil servants' eyes lit up and they applauded secretly.

Attacking the city is the bottom, and attacking the mind is the top. This step is in harmony with the art of war, and it is so wonderful.

Compared with fighting and killing, Xu Qi'an's operation of breaking the diamond formation made the civil servants feel more agreeable.

Can't help but think again: It's a pity if I don't read this book!

Instinctively, the next thought came to mind: Xu Pingzhi is not a son of man.

Wang Shoufu nodded secretly, Xu Qi'an's operation made him feel suddenly enlightened, this was a countermeasure he hadn't thought of before.

At the time of the tax bank case, he didn't know Xu Qi'an, and he really paid attention to him after the Sangbo case.Suddenly realized that the future of this son is limitless.

It's a pity that Wei Yuan's people can only be enemies in the future, not allies.

At that time, along with the recitation of the Buddha's name, a voice echoed in the sky: "Jingsi, you have a sign."

While these words resounded in everyone's ears, they were also transmitted to the picture scroll, resounding in Monk Jingsi's ears.

The handsome young monk retracted his hands like an electric shock, put his palms together, and kept chanting the Buddha's name.

Gradually, his eyes became clear again.

"Bastard!"

Wang Shoufu threw his cup and stood up, furious, "Du'er Arhat, can Buddhism afford to lose?"

Behind Wei Yuan, nine golden gongs stood up at the same time and held down the handle of the saber.

Monk Jingchen said indifferently: "Jianzheng can help secretly, why can't Buddhism?"

He was adamant that Xu Qi'an's knife just now was the secret assistance of the supervisor, or he had planted corresponding means in his body in advance.

Wang Shoufu sneered and said, "Your Buddhist sect has the final say on the truth in this world? You said that the supervisor will help, and the supervisor will help."

The dignitaries showed angry faces, and they were generally restrained. The onlookers and unruly Jianghu people didn't care so much. They cursed and even collided with the forbidden army.

"Shameless bald donkey, this is obviously cheating, we don't care, the Diamond Formation has been broken."

"The dignified Buddhist sect is so shameless, if the Buddhist sect wins the fight today, we will deny it."

""

Master Du'er turned a deaf ear to Zhentian's abuse, glanced at Jingchen, and said indifferently: "Aren't you a sign?"

"Disciple is guilty." Jing Chen lowered his head.

Can the monks outside the venue hear my conversation with Jingsi?There are both literary and martial fights, each according to its own ability, and forcibly intervening outside the arena is too much. Xu Qi'an was secretly annoyed.

He stopped talking immediately, and breathed out cross-legged.

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