Chapter 20 The younger generation forgets the butterfly and comes to argue
"Hey, have you heard? I heard that the senior brother of the sword hall is crazy!"
"What? Crazy?"
"Yeah, I heard that he broke his own sword bone? It's so miserable."
"How is it possible? Senior Brother Zhao Xin was fine last time I saw him."
"I don't know. I heard that Senior Brother Zhao Xin wanted a woman but couldn't get it. In the end, he broke his sword bone due to depression."
"Fake news! How could Senior Brother Zhao Xin like another woman!"
"That's right, brother Zhao Xin is ours, and we don't allow you to talk about him like that."
"Do you know how hard brother Zhao Xin usually works?"
"Who is spreading the rumor about my brother? We are going to the Law Hall to sue him!"
On the third day after Zhao Xin returned to the sword hall.
I don't know who made the news, but most of the Holy Land knew that the senior brother of the Sword Hall, Zhao Xin, was crazy, broke his sword bone, and was imprisoned by the master of the Sword Hall, Zhao Xiongtuo.
They even heard that when Zhao Xin was locked up in the courtyard, he used a long spear to poke the chrysanthemums in the courtyard one after another.
I heard that when the maid walked into the courtyard, the ground was covered with bruises...
Seeing her son being so crazy, Mrs. Dai Xiongzhao of the sword hall was so angry that her chest heaved violently, and her pretty little face was full of tears all day long.
The master of the sword hall even chopped down a mountain peak in anger.
However, it was fun to cut down the mountain for a while, and finally I paid the civil engineering monks from the Holy Land to repair it.
As for the goddess of the sword hall, her younger sister Zhao Lingxue, seeing her brother so crazy, clenched her little pink fist and almost rushed out of the sword hall several times to go find someone to settle the score, but she was stopped by her mother every time.
But some people don’t believe it and say it’s a rumor!
Some people say they saw it with their own eyes.
As a result, the truth and falsehood suddenly became confusing.
As for the person involved in the entire incident—Su Li.
He was in the room looking at the letter sent from the sword hall.
Looking left and right, Su Li thought about whether to go to the appointment or not.
Finally! Su Li has decided! He is going to the sword hall!
You can avoid the first grade of junior high school, but you can't avoid the fifteenth grade!
One person does the work and one person is responsible!
Zhao Xin broke his own sword bone, so he also bears part of the responsibility, and he cannot escape it!
I definitely don’t want to take the opportunity to meet Zhao Xin’s sister!
I am definitely not worried about the sword hall master coming to see me with a sword!
It is my own sense of responsibility that drives me to be a real man who dares to do something!
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At the same time, Wanfozhou.
A Taoist nun, followed by her junior sisters, arrived in front of Lingyin Temple, the most famous Buddhist temple in Wanfo Prefecture.
Her long black hair was pulled up and tied behind her head. It was obviously an ascetic hairstyle, but the few strands of hair hanging down actually had a hint of charm.
A pair of willow eyebrows without a trace of eyebrows, but the eyebrows are pleasing to the eye, and the long eyelashes like snow brushes are slightly curved, as if they could hang water drops.
The small mouth under the straight bridge of the nose is like a ripe morning cherry, about to drip out the morning dew.
The Taoist nun woman was wearing a loose Taoist robe, but even so, the loose Taoist robe still couldn't cover up her exaggerated figure.
If we say, the face of this Taoist nun can move the ordinary heart of a monk who has a weak heart of Buddha.
Then if you look further down, I am afraid that Buddhists would close their eyes and shout "What a great evil"!
If Su Li were here, he would definitely recite a poem "Inscribed on the West Forest Wall" - "Looking across the mountain, it looks like a ridge on the side..."
The woman stepped forward, stretched out her green fingers, and knocked on the temple door.
From time to time, a young monk opens the door of the Buddhist temple.
But when the young novice raised his head, he didn't see the donor's face.
As a result, the young novice took a few steps back and saw the appearance of the donor sister.
The little novice monk is still young and doesn't know much, but he is sure that this sister is more beautiful than all the donor sisters he has seen.
only......
The little novice monk tilted his head. Aren't the donor's shoulders tired? Why did he stuff two such exaggerated balls into his clothes?
"Donor." The little novice said, "There is a debate meeting in the temple today. If you are not accepting guests, please ask the benefactor to come back tomorrow."
"I am not offering incense, but I am coming to your temple to participate in a debate. I would also like to ask the young master to inform you that Wangdie from Fuchenzhou is here to visit."
The woman smiled softly, her tone was like the wind, like the tinkling spring water, but it still gave people a somewhat unearthly feeling.
It seems that this woman is too ethereal and trance-like in front of you, making you feel unreal and unlike anything in the world.
No matter how shocked she is, even if you stand in front of her, you always seem to be standing far away, and you can only look at her from a distance, as if you can never get close to her.
"Please also ask the donor sister to wait for a moment."
Just because of the woman's smile, the little novice monk blushed slightly with embarrassment, turned around and ran away.
After half a stick of incense, the young novice monk ran over and said, "Donor, please come with me."
The woman nodded and walked into the temple. The door of Lingyin Temple slowly closed.
Above the main hall of Lingyin Temple are all highly respected monks from the entire Wanfo Prefecture.
A monk in the main position holds a rosary in his hand, and next to him is a young monk who looks to be in his twenties.
This young monk's name is Jingming, and he is also the most famous Buddhist disciple in Wanfo Prefecture.
He was just sitting there, and there seemed to be a scorching sun behind him, like a Buddha's light shining on the earth.
Sitting cross-legged on the futon, it seems like sitting alone on a golden lotus. There seems to be the sound of Buddha and the chanting of sutras around me.
"This is my first time meeting you masters. I, the junior Wangdie, have come to argue my case."
"Master Nephew Wangdie, please come and tell me, this disciple." The abbot of Lingyin Temple spoke slowly.
"yes."
The woman caressed her Taoist robe and sat down under an empty futon.
In the main hall stood monks listening to the sermon. They had just entered Buddhism not long ago.
These young monks only saw the plump figure of the woman and watched the girl sit on the futon with her well-proportioned legs together.
The exaggerated curve made them quickly look away, put their hands together, and chant the Buddha's name.
But even if I close my eyes, the woman's overly exaggerated figure and appearance are still in my mind.
"The donor is a guest, and the donor invites you first."
Buddha extended his hand and said politely, his eyes calm.
"In that case, let me ask first." The woman glanced at the young monks standing around the hall with their eyes closed and said with a smile.
"The Buddha said that the mind is clear in the empty state, but why do monks close their eyes tightly when they see poor people?"
Wangdie's words spread across the hall...
As soon as Wangdie's words fell, the debate on Buddhism and Taoism began.
This discussion lasted for three days, with a total of eleven questions in the three days.
Three days later, inside the main hall.
The Buddha's eyes were dull, and the hand holding the rosary beads was trembling.
Wangdie stood up with a smile, said goodbye, and walked out of the hall.
"Where's the next argument?"
Outside the Buddhist temple, Wangdie asked the junior sisters on his left and right.
"Back to the Saint, the next continent is Qianxuezhou, and the next continent is Qianlingzhou, Qianling Holy Land."
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