Xiao Moran is still very familiar with his master.

For Buddhism, although there is the words and deeds of Kuhan Zhenren, the concept problem is there, and it is definitely not enough to say that it is sincere cooperation.

I think the monks know this well, so the two sides only maintain a face-saving relationship.

But Xia Yan's remarks obviously avoided this sensitive topic and subtly attributed the purpose of the two to the inheritance of personal relationships between the older generation.

Then I quietly set up a ladder and waited for someone to climb up, hey, I can't get down.

You really have it, Senior Brother Xia!

"...If that's the case, then you two will follow me."

Of course, Wu Da couldn't say too much about this situation, so he had to invite the two of them into the temple.

But in fact, he himself was a little unwilling to accept it.

After all, he had a little idea about the Mingchan Jingxinzhu in Xia Yan's hand.

But if someone uses this as a reason to put things on the table, it will not be my turn.

well.

"By the way, Zen Master Wuda."

While walking in the path of the Zen Temple, Xia Yan asked, "I wonder, what happened to Heishan Temple that actually attracted all the monks from all over the world to mobilize?"

"And even in this case, this matter has not been resolved after so long?"

With the previous preparation, even the situation can be blatantly asked.

We are here to help you, and if you don’t explain clearly, how can you help, right?

"And, I didn't see any traces of fighting?"

Ms. Juejuezi added that the temple was clearly peaceful.

It is said that it is a portal cleaning. Look at the Yushui Hehuan Sect that I just came here. How did they clean up the portal?

Your style is very strange.

"...Oh, forget it, Sajia will talk to you."

Wu Da thought for a while, then spoke up, "The so-called 'cleaning portal' here is not really about killing people."

"This is actually...it should be a debate initiated by Mingyuan, the abbot of Heishan Temple, on some of the Buddhist ideas."

After saying this, the two of them understood.

The so-called difficulty in debate, in layman's terms, is a debate meeting.

I think it was Abbot Mingyuan who had comprehended some new ideas in this bitter and cold place, but he could not gain the recognition of mainstream Buddhism.

That's why the situation evolved to be like this.

"But since that's the case, the Abbot Mingyuan seems to have a high rank."

While listening, Xia Yan sighed, "How long has it been? No one can convince him yet?"

Bird food.

For debate, as long as one of the parties is speechless, it will be decided.

But it is obvious that the current situation is that many great monks from all walks of life have sent to attack, but they all fall into his hands.

Then the mainstream Buddhist practice is not convinced, so they find people to send them to you in a wave of ways.

“Yes.”

Being in Buddhism, Wu Da's banyan nature seemed to have been restrained a lot. "Mingyuan really had a good mouth, and the crooked truths in his mouth seemed quite right. Even Elder Mingguang of Yushan Temple could not tell him, and even he was touched by the Buddha's heart. He is still recuperating in the temple."

Mingguang is considered a great monk, and even he is defeated. Things are indeed not simple.

"Good guy."

Xiao Moran complained, "What about you, how about you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that he had asked a stupid question.

If Wu Da really has the goods, he probably won't come to see the door.

If the rank is too low, get out of the gram!

"Why, why do you say this?"

Wu Da sneered, "There is the Buddhist temple ahead. You can wait a moment, I'll go in and report it."

Soon, he walked out of it and signaled the two to come in.

When he walked into it, the situation inside was quite spectacular. Both Xia Yan and Xiao Moran exclaimed a sigh of praise.

Unlike ordinary Buddhist temples, it seems to have been specially decorated.

There were a total of 108 futons on the ground in the shape of lotus flowers, and behind them was a huge Buddha statue.

The cushion did not seem to be full. Some monks recite scriptures on it, while some people placed a small lotus on it.

"Where the lotus is placed, it is difficult to lose when debating Mingyuan. You either go home or move the Buddha's heart and recuperate in the courtyard behind you."

Wu Da explained in a timely manner.

Xia Yan nodded, "Oh, I understand."

After a rough sweep, there are quite a few places to put lotus flowers.

Cow, cow, cow.

"Two from Duxianmen?"

On the futon in the middle of the lotus, one person slowly stood up and saluted to the two of them with his hands folded.

This is the abbot of Heishan Temple and Zen Master Mingyuan.

"That's right, the descendant of the Immortal Sect learned Xia Yan and met Zen Master Mingyuan."

Xia Yan was stunned and then returned it with Taoist etiquette.

"The descendant of the Immortal Sect... Juejuezi, I have met Zen Master Mingyuan."

Xiao Moran thought about it and gave a gift reluctantly.

Damn, although I was actually a daughter all the way, I would be ashamed to tell you.

"As the saying goes, all the visitors are guests, and you don't have to be too polite."

Mingyuan, who is as thin as a pair of bright eyes, nodded slightly, "Please sit."

When the two of them found two cushions to sit down, he slowly spoke again, "I heard Wu Da say just now that you are here, and you are also trying to argue with me?"

"The master said this is a bad thing."

Xia Yan did not act rashly, but shook his head, "We both practice Taoism, and our root concepts are different from those of Buddhism. It is really difficult to argue, and I think it will be even more difficult to make it clear."

"Yes, yes, it's enough for you to be busy with yours. We are just ordered to come and observe." Xiao Moran echoed.

“Okay.”

Mingyuan smiled slightly, "Now is the time when the debate is difficult to start today. You don't mind, just listen quietly."

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to Xia Yan and Xiao Moran, sat down on his own and started his own high-profile talk.

"Zen Master Mingyuan, the little monk feels unclear about the principle you said yesterday that 'Man is not a Buddha'."

A monk took the lead in the attack, "Cultivating Buddha is also a practice. Why do you think that no matter how we practice, we cannot achieve perfect enlightenment. We ascend to the upper realm like a Buddha and feed back to the world?"

"Your question is good."

Mingyuan's face did not change his expression, "Then I will ask you, where did the Buddhist scriptures you comprehend when you practice Buddhism?"

"It was written by the Buddha!"

"Okay, but according to your words, everyone can attain enlightenment and become a Buddha. Why hasn't there been no other person who can save the world with his own teachings like the Buddha?!"

Mingyuan's eyes were firm and he stared at the monk and asked.

"this……"

"That's what I mean!"

Mingyuan shouted lightly, "Buddha, he is a transcendent existence!"
Chapter completed!