Chapter 113 Weird Argument
The monks arrived one after another, sat down cross-legged in front of their respective squares, and then closed their eyes to rest.
"You seem to be looking forward to it?" Li Changxiao looked at Liu Qingxi.
This taciturn man showed a rare lively expression.
Liu Qingxi nodded, "Of course."
"For me, this escort trip is just going along the way."
"I never expected that I would be lucky enough to encounter such a huge debate as soon as I came here."
"It's really my luck."
Liu Qingxi's calm voice was mixed with a hint of excitement.
Zhang Swordsman chuckled, looked at Liu Qingxi, and suddenly laughed. He didn't expect that this boring gourd would actually believe in Buddhism.
Liu Qingxi frowned and looked at Zhang Swordsman, "Don't you think that it is an exciting event for thousands of people to debate the law and all kinds of profound thoughts to collide with each other?"
"How spectacular it is. If there really was a Buddha in the world, I would definitely feel happy."
Zhang Swordsman grinned, and the ferocious scar on his left eye added to his ruffian air.
He smiled and said, "Let me watch it. Isn't it just a show of words? It's not as exciting as a thousand people fighting, a thousand kinds of martial arts competing, and the excitement of seeing blood."
"Vulgar." Liu Qingxi cursed back lightly.
Li Chang smiled and watched the two arguing, but said nothing.
For him.
Rather than the debate, the first thing he noticed was the people who came to listen.
There is a middle-aged man who kowtows every three steps, his chapped lips constantly closing, chanting Buddhist words that only he can hear.
A woman came with her child in her arms to receive the baptism of Buddhism.
It seems that everyone is looking forward to it and believing in it.
…
Soon, the dispute over Buddhism began.
The monks in the field read scriptures and knocked on the wooden fish.
The red-faced argument he imagined did not happen.
There are only the sounds of chanting sutras and wooden fish, rising and falling in waves.
From the outside, this debate, which seemed unclear to outsiders, continued into the afternoon.
It seems to be indistinguishable and indistinguishable, with no winner or loser.
Sudden .
There was noise among the crowd.
Follow the sound and look.
I saw a monk jumping over. Under the loose cassock, his left leg was empty.
"saint…"
"It's a saint!"
An exclamation came from the crowd out of nowhere.
Immediately afterwards, all the passers-by who were watching knelt down.
Extremely pious.
The adoration in his eyes didn't seem to be fake.
"Saint?" Li Changxiao didn't know why.
There are three parties in this debate, the first party: Changxiang Temple, the second party: Luji Temple, and the third party: Qizong Temple.
This belated saint is the great monk of Changxiang Temple.
His appearance tipped the balance of victory to Changxiang Temple in this long-simmering dispute over Buddhism.
The one-legged monk, who is called a saint, looks ordinary and does not give people the impression of great wisdom.
The most conspicuous thing is the missing left leg.
Maybe people cannot be judged by their appearance.
Perhaps within this mediocre and somewhat incomplete body is a sincere and profound heart?
The "Saint" jumped up and down and sat in the center of the square array of Changxiang Temple.
Then, recite Buddhist scriptures silently.
Knocking on the wooden fish.
Just this set of actions put great pressure on Luji Temple and Qizong Temple.
It seems that as long as it comes from his hand, it will gain a total of great power.
"Old Zhang, do you understand?" Li Changxiao asked.
Zhang Swordsman shook his head. The locals in Fucheng looked at it with great interest, but he really couldn't understand it.
I even felt upset, so I put strips of cloth into my ears early to block out the sound of wooden fish in these scriptures.
The monks from these three camps chanted sutras and beat wooden fish as soon as they arrived.
Buddhist legal principles and human relationships, Buddhist ideas, laws, origins, etc., did not appear in this Dharma discrimination.
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I thought it would be a lively scene with thousands of people arguing.
Who knew it was just so boring, boring, and disappointing.
Don't say he can't understand.
Even though Li Changxiao had lived for so long, he still couldn't understand it.
Liu Qingxi, on the other hand, looked enlightened, "It is indeed a dispute over Buddhism."
As soon as this statement came out.
It immediately attracted Li Changxiao's attention.
No, it's not just him.
Even Mu Qin, Si Nian, and Li Tianyu who were not far away turned to look over.
Then, he quietly leaned over here.
Eavesdrop on how he answers.
"Master, don't you understand?" Si Nian looked at Mu Qin.
Mu Qin said calmly, "How can I know everything about the world? Let's listen to what the young master's guard has to say."
Liu Qingxi slowly explained: "The dispute over Buddhism is not based on the power of words. As the saying goes, the Tao cannot be expressed. This saying is also applicable to Buddhism."
"In fact, the battle has already begun, and every minute and every second is extremely dangerous."
"So, the first battle is endurance!"
Liu Qingxi frowned slightly and kept saying nothing.
Zhang Swordsman thought it made sense and agreed. Otherwise, he couldn't explain why these bald donkeys were sitting here all afternoon.
Li Tianyu shook his head, feeling that something was wrong. A battle between Buddhism and stamina? Not likely.
And he knew it by observing the reactions of passers-by.
This battle over Buddhism...
It seems to have reached a climax.
Mu Qin frowned, "Let's take another look."
Just then.
The crowd screamed again.
It seems that another eminent monk has come here to participate in the debate.
The visitor was wearing crutches, his eyes were cloudy, he seemed to be blind, and he did not have any skills such as "eyesight". He needed to be guided by someone to move around slowly.
The blind old man sat down in the square formation of Luji Temple.
Subsequently.
Recite Buddhist scriptures orally.
Knocking on the wooden fish.
And the moment he appeared, the Qizong Temple, the only one without a "big shot" in charge, seemed to be under tremendous pressure.
The monks in their phalanx began to sweat coldly and gritted their teeth.
It came out after a thousand calls.
There are still no monks of this level in Qizong Temple.
But in this dispute over Buddhism, at this most critical moment, a pot-bellied monk invited the "holy weapon!"
It's a yellow bracelet.
With the blessing of this magic weapon, the three parties have returned to a situation of equal strength and mutual checks and balances.
The last last.
Li Changxiao's imaginary debate between the three families and the collision of ideas still did not appear.
He didn't know how this dispute over Buddhism ended.
It seems like he has been sitting there for too long.
The monk with a big belly and a magic weapon suddenly felt a stomachache, so he hurriedly announced defeat and evacuated with the Qizong Temple team.
Then, it was the battle between Changxiang Temple and Luji Temple.
The one-legged monk failed because he finally lost strength and fainted on the spot.
The final winner is Luji Temple.
…
When leaving.
Zhang Swordsman cursed, kicked away the stones on the roadside, and complained: "I wasted a whole day, and this is what I ended up looking at? I might as well find a girl from the Western Regions and have a good time."
He cursed and cursed, and when he said this, he didn't feel happy. There were some words in his heart that he didn't want to say out loud. However, many years of traveling in the world made him well aware of the truth that disaster comes from the mouth, so he stopped in time.
But he didn't say it.
But someone said it for him.
I saw a young man who was also a foreigner, and he directly cursed: "Bah, this is a shitty Buddhist city, I think they are just a bunch of liars!"
The words just fell.
The surrounding natives and the monks walking on the street looked over for a moment, with dangerous eyes, staring at the young man who just spoke.