Villain: I just want to be a second generation ancestor

“Tuk tuk tuk...”

When Chu Ci walked to the Daxiong Palace, there was a clear and pleasant sound of wooden fishes.

It sounds like there are at least hundreds of wooden fish, but the sound is uniform.

Wu Jing smiled and introduced to Chu Ci.

"Benefactor Chu, it seems that the Buddhist Conference has officially started!"

"Um..."

Chu Ci nodded.

He knew that before the start of the meeting, such a routine ceremony of knocking wooden fish would be carried out.

"You two are just hanging out outside, I'll go in first."

"Go big brother, we know what's in our hearts!"

Let the big blacks stay outside by themselves.

Chu Ci quietly entered the Daxiong Hall through the side door.

It did not arouse the awareness of outsiders.

Looking at the large area of ​​brains that were so bright and reflective in front of him, Chu Ci began to observe carefully.

With a glance, he saw Yixiu's figure.

"Monk Sakura...Soldier Sakura..."

Chu Ci kept silent on the surface, thinking silently in his heart.

......

above the lobby.

The sound of wooden fish finally ended.

Xu Zhu clasped his palms together.

"The Buddha chanting ceremony is over, and the Buddhist Exchange Conference will begin now."

As his words fell to the ground, all the monks said together.

"Amitabha~"

But right now.

Ikkyu's palm in the backcourt slapped down violently, directly smashing the futon into pieces.

He flew high in the air, and then landed smoothly on the ground in the center of the hall.

Under everyone's puzzled eyes, Yixiu said loudly.

"The Buddhist Conference will last for two full days, and I think it is completely unnecessary."

Xu Zhu's complexion is ugly, this old fellow doesn't even give him any face!

"Then according to Master Ikkyu, what do you want?"

Yixiu smiled.

"We monks don't pay attention to those red tapes, in the eyes of the poor monk~"

"Why don't we skip the unimportant links."

"Go directly to the final Dharma debate!"

"I don't know what the organizer's abbot thinks?"

Xu Zhu didn't speak, just looked straight at the other party.

Although as the abbot who debuted as a monk, he didn't like those extra links.

But it's somewhat disrespectful to be directed by outsiders like this.

And is this guy here to discuss?

At this moment Xu Zhu is on the verge of eruption, as if he will take off his cassock and start sex with Yixiu in the next second.

Before he could get angry, an uncle from Shaolin Temple stood up behind him.

Xu Zhu was puzzled: "Master Uncle Xuanci?"

Xuanci bowed to Xu Zhu, and then walked in front of Yixiu.

He has put up with this guy for a long time.

As the largest temple in the world, it was the first time someone rode on a dog's neck!

"The poor monk's Dharma name is Xuanci."

"Since the master wants to start the debate directly...the poor monk hopes to have a discussion with the mage!"

As soon as these words came out, all the Shaolin disciples in the hall exclaimed.

"It's Uncle Xuanci! It's safe now!"

"He is a talented student who graduated from the Higher Buddhist Academy. His clever mouth has surrendered to many female benefactors!"

"Master, fuck him to death! Let him see the glory of our Shaolin Temple!"

"..."

Through the words of these monks, everyone also knew the details of Xuan Ci.

My heart suddenly settled.

I can't help but secretly look forward to the profound and profound Buddhist debate between the two.

Yixiu glanced at the other party calmly, and bowed.

"Amitabha."

"Yixiu met Master Xuanci!"

Xuanci returned a salute, "Let's start."

After all, he asked directly.

"Where do mages come from?"

"The poor monk came all the way from Sakura Island province."

"Is it the road far away, or the heart far away?"

Hearing Xuanci's words, Yixiu became a little more serious.

Apparently the person in front of him really understands Buddhism, he deliberately induced himself to tell his history, and then directly asked questions directly.

It seems that you are asking about the origin, but you are actually testing your own Buddhism...

But he didn't panic at all, he just said lightly.

"There is no form in the heart, and the end of the world is close at hand."

Xuan Ci fixed his eyes on the other party.

"Since there is no phase, why go up the mountain?"

Talking up to this point, how can everyone not know that the topic of the game between the two is the mystery of the Formless?

Everyone listened intently.

The two people in the middle of the lobby were still fighting with each other, and every sentence contained a strong Buddhist teaching.

"If you don't go up the mountain, how do you know there is no form?"

"What a no-phase!"

Xuanci's face was a little dignified, he already felt the profoundness of the other party's Dharma.

But even if the pressure is great, we can only continue at this time!

Xuan Ci: "Who is that old guy standing in front of me?"

Yixiu: "Is it the old guy in your eyes, or the old guy in your heart?"

Xuan Ci: "It's neither eyes nor heart."

The situation on the field is already extremely tense.

Although the faces of the two were flat, as if they were chatting about family matters, in the eyes of discerning people, now is the final stage of drawing their swords.

It depends on how Yixiu will respond to Xuanci's sword strike this time...

I saw him close his eyes and said quietly.

"No~"

This inexplicable answer directly shocked Xuan Ci so much that his pupils quivered and he had nothing to say.

After a long time, he couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Amitabha~"

"Master Yixiu is really powerful!"

He had to admit that the first link was that he lost.

Originally, I started asking questions on the topic of 'No Phase', but in the end the other party gave a perfect answer.

Yixiu smiled.

"admit!"

Xuanci's failure shocked all the monks present.

They couldn't believe that this old monk from Sakura actually defeated Master Xuanci in Buddhism!

"Hahaha~"

"Master Yixiu is the strongest Zen master in our island province."

"What are you fighting against us with!"

Officer Sakura on the side laughed loudly without hesitation, his words were full of disdain.

"His little days..."

"Put it on, right?"

The officer's arrogance also aroused dissatisfaction among the people present.

Immediately, several young and vigorous monks rushed forward.

The result was not unexpected.

all lost...

Then, several eminent monks who have been famous for a long time volunteered to debate.

But they still lost without saying a few words.

Yixiu is a child of the supreme Buddha, and he has studied Buddhism deeply for nearly a hundred years, and his Buddha nature has already reached perfection.

In addition, he also got the inheritance of Buddha and God.

Whether it is Zen language, sophistry or positive debate, he is very good at it all.

He can easily answer questions from any angle.

"Amitabha, who else?"

"If no one dares to go up, then the old monk will win~"

After several quick victories in a row, Yixiu almost lived in Bengbu.

"Grass! It's too pretentious!"

Fahai held the Zen stick tightly in his palm, feeling very angry in his heart.

Although it has nothing to do with myself.

But if an old monk who lived a good life rides on the head of the inland Buddhism to shit and pee like this, then he is also damaged!

Thinking of this, he jumped in front of Yixiu with his Zen stick in hand.

Loudly.

"The poor monk is Fahai, the son of the Buddha of Leiyin Temple!"

"Today I would like to discuss with you the martial arts exchange of monks!"

Fa Hai knew very well that his literary words were no match for Yixiu, so he found another way to choose martial arts!

As long as the officer doesn't take action in the small days later, he can beat the opponent out of shit!

If you can't talk about you, is it possible that you can't beat you?

Is it because your cherry blossoms are floating, or is it that I, Dawei Tianlong, can't hold a knife anymore?