"Dream!" Mengyu snorted coldly and said.

The scene suddenly became tense. Just when Shang Xin didn't know what to do, Master Luang Poxi chanted the Buddha's name again and said: "Two donors, please come back!"

"Master, please save Xiaolan...he was created by you." Shang Xin immediately begged after hearing this.

However, Master Luang Po Si waved his sleeves and said: "There are more than a thousand Buddha boys made by poor monks. If every problem with the Buddha boys has to be solved by the poor monk himself, wouldn't the poor monk be very busy?"

Then, he turned around and walked towards the cave.

"It's useless for you to be a monk, but you don't have any compassion at all. Shang Xin, let's go, don't waste time here." Mengyu said coldly.

Master Luang Poxi turned his head slightly and said: "It seems that the female donor has some misunderstandings about the poor monk, so let the poor monk explain to you. The poor monk practices "Theravada Buddhism", focusing on saving himself, and

Your Chinese Mahayana Dharma that saves all sentient beings is still somewhat different, so it’s not that the poor monks don’t have compassion, but that the poor monks are incompetent.”

Mengyu sneered and said, "A clever-tongued old bald donkey."

Then he pulled Shang Xin and wanted to leave, but Shang Xin was unwilling to leave because he knew this was the only hope to save Xiaolan.

He threw Meng Yu away and ran to Master Long Po Xi and begged: "Master, please show mercy and save Xiao Lan."

"There is nothing you can do..." Master Luang Po Xi continued walking towards the cave indifferently.

However, Shang Xin has been following Master Long Po Xi. Mengyu shook her head and said, "Shang Xin, why are you doing this..."

"Senior, please go back first... We have become one since we signed the life contract with Xiaolan. If he dies, why should I live?" Shang Xin turned to Mengyu and said.

Mengyu sighed helplessly and said: "Buddha is nothing more than that..."

Her voice was not loud, but Master Luang Po Xi could hear it clearly. He frowned slightly, turned around and clasped his hands together, saying: "Amitabha, why did the female donor say this?"

Mengyu snorted softly and asked: "Old monk, you have practiced Buddhism all your life, so let me ask you, what is a Buddha?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Long Po Xi couldn't help but was slightly startled, and his eyes fell into deep thought, as if he was in meditation.

Average.

After a while, Master Luang Po Si replied: "Buddha is wisdom, so I think Buddha is an omnipotent existence."

Mengyu chuckled lightly and said: "Since Buddha is omnipotent, why is there so much suffering in the world?"

"This..." Master Luang Po Xi was speechless for a moment, but in a flash he asked: "What does the female donor think is a Buddha?"

Mengyu laughed dumbly and asked again: "Buddhas are people from the past, and people are future Buddhas. What do you think a Buddha is?"

Master Luang Po Xi's pupils trembled slightly and said: "The female donor is saying that Buddha is a human being and human beings are Buddha?"

"Of course, if the Buddha were not a human being, why would he divide the Hinayana Buddhism and the Mahayana Buddhism? If the Buddha were not a human being, why would he set up many precepts to restrain his disciples? So the Buddha is a human being, and the Buddha also has his own emotions and desires, just like you are already

The eminent Arhat monk still revealed his unique feelings for Xiaojiao unintentionally." Mengyu smiled faintly and replied.

"Since we are cultivating Buddha, the mind should have nothing, so why do we still have seven emotions and six desires?" Master Luang Po Si said to himself.

Mengyu did not disturb the old monk's understanding of Buddhism.

A few minutes later, Master Luang Po Si finally came to his senses. He quickly saluted and said, "Thank you to the female benefactor for your guidance. I am very grateful to the poor monk."

At this moment, it seemed that Master Luang Po Xi's Buddha's heart had become much firmer. Just because of the ghost king's simple words, his realm took a slight step forward.

Mengyu didn't care. She glanced at the desperate Shang Xin again, sighed deeply, and prepared to gather her Phoenix Soul and leave.

Seeing that Meng Yu was about to leave, Master Luang Po Xi quickly called out: "Female donor, please stay."

"Why, are you, an old monk, still planning to leave me here?" Meng Yu narrowed her eyes and looked at Master Long Po Xi.

Master Luang Po Si was not shy and angry. He smiled and said, "Can the poor monk ask the donor one more question?"

Meng Yu looked at Master Long Po Xi. She was already a little impatient. After a long time, she slowly said: "Okay."

Just as Master Luang Po Xi was about to ask, he heard Meng Yu's voice ringing again.

"But you can't ask in vain, you have to agree to save Xiaolan."

Seeing that it was not a difficult matter, Master Luang Po He agreed: "The female donor is indeed a shrewd person.

The poor monk just agrees."

"Okay, then you can ask." Meng Yu suddenly showed a satisfied smile.

"The donor thinks which one, Hinayana Buddhism or Mahayana Buddhism, is the highest realm of Buddhism?" Master Luang Po He thought for a while and asked.

"Since it is Buddhism, how can it be divided into high and low?" Mengyu replied.

Master Luang Po Xi suddenly showed a look of surprise in his eyes and said: "I never thought that the female donor could have such understanding. It was because of my poor eyesight that I didn't recognize the great talent of the donor."

Shang Xin on the side almost choked to death with a mouthful of saliva. Master Luang Po Xi and Mengyu were obviously at war with each other before, but in just a few minutes, they shook hands and made peace because of talking about Buddhism. They even agreed to treat Xiaolan. This was also

True to the old saying, when looking for someone to do things, you have to do what they like. This old monk is obviously a Buddhist fanatic.

Meng Yu looked at Master Long Po Xi and said, "Can we treat Xiao Lan now?"

Master Long Po Xi nodded and said: "This is natural. Please come with me, two donors."

Then, he continued to stride towards the cave.

Monk Meng Yu and Shang Xin also followed Master Luang Po Xi unhurriedly.

After entering the cave, the scene that greeted Shang Xin and Mengyu's eyes was no different from that of an ordinary temple full of incense. The only difference was that there was no Buddha statue on the altar. In other words, the person enshrined on the altar was the master in front of them.

, and it’s just that the master has now stepped down from the altar.

"Little donor, please go and sit over there." Master Luang Po Xi pointed to a futon in front of the altar and said.

Shang Xin naturally cooperated and sat down cross-legged on the futon.

Master Luang Po Si also immediately sat down cross-legged on the altar facing Shang Xin. Then he picked up the alms bowl filled with water next to him, dipped it lightly with his other hand and threw it towards Shang Xin.

When Shang Xin's body came into contact with these water droplets, it suddenly seemed as if it was wrapped in a gentle force.

Immediately afterwards, Master Luang Po Si recited scriptures in a Southeast Asian language, and the Buddha boy carrying Xiaolan couldn't help but fly out of Shang Xin's body and jump into the alms bowl.

The strength in Shang Xin's body was also drained out of his body at this moment, and he unconsciously went limp...
Chapter completed!