"Everything in the world has a heart. If you can have compassion in your heart and be sensitive to all things, why should you stick to what others say?"

The old monk clasped his hands together and remained calm, not angry at Xu Qi'an's words.

Then don't speak Dafeng's Mandarin to me. Just speak the language of the Western Regions... Xu Qian cursed in her heart and said bluntly:

"Just tell me how to fight! Don't tell me whether you have these or not."

"The donor is in trouble, why do you want to fight?" The old monk said with a smile.

"It's obviously your Buddhism that proposed the fight. Master, are you afraid of losing the face of Buddhism by being so unreasonable?" Xu Qian frowned.

"Just now the benefactor said on the mountainside: The four elements of a monk are empty." The old monk's face was peaceful and calm, and he said slowly: "Since the four elements are empty, what is face?"

"Okay, master, how are you going to test me?" Xu Qi'an endured.

He feels that he is in trouble. What is more terrifying than the bully is that he does not speak human words. The bully will at least try his best to seize the loopholes in your sentences to refute you.

But a guy who doesn't speak human words means that no matter what you say, he doesn't pay attention to you. He only talks about his own words. If you can't understand it, then you are not good at it.

But even if you try your best to understand it, it's useless because he will ignore you.

"Life is practice, and it is also a kind of practice for a donor to enter this secret realm of Buddhism." The old monk said with a smile.

"How to practice? The master gives guidance."

"Practice depends on oneself, so why ask a poor monk."

Practicing is the next door! Don’t speak human words, right? I won’t accompany you anymore. An unknown fire suddenly rose in Xu Qian’s heart, and he left the old monk behind and walked away.

But a barrier blocked him.

"I do have an idea," Xu Qi'an sneered, turned around, and held down the handle of the knife: "I wonder if you, the master of all four elements, can take a stab at me."

"Amitabha, let's try it."

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "The poor monk is a ray of obsession cut off by Wenyin Bodhisattva before he attained enlightenment."

Wenyin Bodhisattva, first-grade Bodhisattva?!

Xu Qi'an let go of his hand expressionlessly, "Master, where did we just talk?"

The old monk answered honestly: "The donor asked the poor monk to take the knife."

"Grandmaster!"

Xu Qian scolded sternly, walked to the opposite side of the old monk, sat down cross-legged, clasped his hands together, and criticized:

"Does Buddhism only know how to fight and kill? Does Buddhism rely solely on fighting and killing to save the world? Master, let's talk for one penny."

.............

"Dog slave, did he get timid just now..." Diao Pi said in a low voice, turning to look at Huaiqing.

Huaiqing glanced sideways at her, with a cold expression and a calm tone: "It's just a change of strategy. The art of war is about using troops to attack the enemy. The same goes for the enemy."

Diao Cai suddenly realized it, so he thought that he was being narrow-minded, and that the dog slave was not a coward, but was smart and changed his strategy.

He was just scared... The brainless Lin'an was too easy to deceive! Huaiqing shook his head and looked at his sister with pity.

After hearing that the other party was a 'Bodhisattva', Xu Qi'an wittily resolved the conflict, which surprised many people outside the venue.

This also shows that those who understand current affairs are distinguished.

However, this move made his image more vivid and interesting. At least the noble women found this silver gong very interesting and interesting.

"He is aware of current affairs. If this level is broken through violence, he will definitely lose." Nangong Qianrou snorted coldly.

This kid... The Golden Gongs shook their heads helplessly, wanting to laugh, but the situation was not right.

Sometimes I feel that he doesn't look like a martial artist at all, and he has no pressure when it comes to coaching, and there is no psychological burden at all. But he is a martial arts genius with extremely high qualifications.

"Father, what's the secret of this level?" Yang Yan asked.

The golden gongs all looked at Wei Yuan, waiting for his answer. They never considered that Wei Yuan was not a Buddhist disciple, so how could he know what the third level was about.

Wei Yuan ignored them.

At this time, in the royal pavilion, a girl in a fiery red palace dress made a trumpet with her hands and shouted sweetly: "Hey, bald donkeys, what is this level comparing to? Is it the old monk array?"

The girl has a round face and a pair of watery peach blossom eyes. At first glance, she looks like a charming, passionate and extremely alluring woman.

Du'eluohan was originally unwilling to respond, but seeing that the person asking the question was a certain princess, out of etiquette, he explained: "The third level has no content."

As soon as these words came out, all the dignitaries present were stunned.

"What do you mean there is no content?" Ding Ding slapped the table with both hands to express his dissatisfaction.

Du'eluohan just shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

The golden gongs suddenly realized, no wonder Wei Gong didn't say it, it turns out that this level has no content at all, but if there is no content, how can we fight?

Amidst everyone's doubts, Princess Huaiqing spoke, her clear voice was like the collision of jade, sweet and textured:

"Untitled!? Does that mean that no matter how Xu Yinluo responds, Buddhism can not respond or agree, and trap him in a secret realm until he admits defeat."

A word that wakes up the dreamer!

In the pavilions everywhere, the expressions of the civil servants and military generals changed slightly.

After chewing it carefully, I found that this is indeed the case. No matter how difficult the level is, as long as there are questions, it can always be overcome.

The most difficult and unsolvable thing is this kind of contentless fighting method, which has a lot of room for manipulation. Whether it is a martial fight or a literary fight, Buddhism can veto it with one vote.

Buddhism will always remain invincible.

"Isn't this a rogue act? Since we are going to fight with each other, let's set up a battle array and fight civilly and forcefully. You Buddhists are free to say that. What does this mean?"

"I'm afraid that if you win by cheating, you won't win with force."

"First Assistant Wang, your Majesty is not here, please come forward and say something."

The hot-tempered military commander threw his cup angrily, pointed at Duerluohan and others and yelled curses.

He is not afraid of civil and military fights. There are many masters in the capital. Both sides can use their skills to show off their tactics. But the third level is simply unsolvable. Xu Qi'an can't do it, so if someone else can do it, can it be done?

When the common people who were blocked by the imperial army heard the nobles shouting and asking questions, they immediately realized that something was wrong. However, they were far away and could not hear clearly.

"What's going on? The adults in the pavilion seem very angry."

"It seems that Buddhism is cheating?"

"Why is Buddhism cheating? Oh, I'm so anxious. Is there some mystery in this third level?"

In the midst of the discussion, a person from the Jianghu community said with a solemn face: "Everyone, I just heard what happened is like this..."

The martial artist's ears are extremely strong, and ordinary people cannot hear it, but the people in the arena who are close to the front row hear it clearly, and immediately tell the secrets of the third level to everyone.

"Shameless!"

Some scholars were furious, "I have been studying for more than ten years, but I have never met such a despicable and shameless person, who is a Buddhist, but who is so nasty and dirty in order to win a battle."

"Are you afraid of our Xu Shikui's sword skills, so you deliberately resorted to such dirty tricks? Regardless of whether you are taking exams or fighting, you should be upright. People shouldn't, at least they can't...

"For such a big thing as the imperial examination, there are still test questions."

The people were very excited and denounced Buddhism for being shameless. They regretted that they did not have rotten eggs and vegetable leaves in their hands, otherwise they would be thrown away.

With Xu Qi'an's two swords in front of him, ordinary people have changed from the concept of "Buddhism is really powerful" to "Buddhism is nothing more than this".

This is the confidence and confidence brought by Xu Qian.

Countless people are proud and proud in their hearts.

Now, seeing that the Buddhists were so rogue and had set up a trap to trap Xu Qi'an, the civilians were furious and began to push the imperial soldiers back, as if they wanted to rush in and beat the bald men.

"Amitabha, even without a title is a title. Life is ever-changing. Is there a "title" waiting for you all the time?"

Du Erluohan's peaceful voice spread throughout the audience, seeming to have soothing power, causing the crowd outside to calm down unconsciously and think that what he said was reasonable.

The seventh level of Buddhism, the ability of the mage realm.

Not only the common people, but also the nobles in the pavilion also restrained their anger and nodded slightly.

"Shameless!"

At this moment, angry shouts sounded.

Everyone followed the sound and found out that it was a handsome and handsome scholar. He calmly walked down from the pavilion and came to the square. He looked at the monks with a sneer:

"No wonder you monks are all bald. It turns out that the hair on your head is hidden inside your heart. You look beautiful on the outside, but hide evil on the inside. It's shameful!"

Monk Jingchen frowned, "This donor..."

"Who is your benefactor? I won't give you even a single coin. You call everyone a benefactor. It's shameful!"

"you......"

"What are you, you are such a master of Buddhist monks, are you also the one who cut off the obsessions that the Buddha had before he became a monk?"

The obsession that the Buddha gave up before he became a monk?! Jingchen was stunned for a moment, and then got angry. Who are you insulting?

"As a scholar, the donor only knows how to curse when he opens and shuts his mouth. Is he a scholar in Dafeng?"

"I never curse people, and the people I curse are not people."
To be continued...