It was obviously for his own selfish interests in Northern Shaolin, yet he could speak so sanctimoniously.
He also tied the interests of Buddhism to all sentient beings in the world. He did not only kill people, but saved his enemies with his own body.
Fu Yuzhi felt inferior to such a shameless person.
But...Fu Yuzhi doesn't care.
"You open and close to save all sentient beings. Buddhism pays attention to self-cultivation and cultivation, and there are countless rules and precepts. Among them, killing is a grave sin and evil, but you want to violate the precept of killing?"
Although Fu Yuzhi's attitude was still aggressive, his tone had softened a lot, and the aggression in his words had also softened a lot.
Jue'an still calmly replied: "Buddhism prohibits killing, but the greatest evil is not to save the world. Seeing that the world is about to fall into chaos and war, I don't know how many people have lost their families and families because of this. I sacrificed myself to save the common people. Only then did I
This is the goodness of Buddhism."
The corner of Fu Yuzhi's mouth twitched, and she felt that this old monk was... amazing.
He groaned and said again: "Are you sure?"
Jue'an replied: "Eighty percent."
Fu Yuzhi sneered: "Then there are still 20% chance of failure?"
Jue'an said: "The prince is also surrounded by experts to protect him, but with proper cooperation and planning, the possibility of accidents can be minimized."
Fu Yuzhi nodded slightly, satisfied with this answer.
He looked at Zhang Biwu and Zhao Xuanji and said, "I have no other questions."
Zhao Xuanji looked at Zhang Biwu.
Zhang Biwu understood the idea and asked Jue'an with a smile: "I have only one question. Is this the intention of the master himself or the intention of Northern Shaolin? Or is it the intention of the entire Buddhist sect?"
Jue'an, who had always dealt with Yuzhi's difficulties calmly, frowned at this moment, as if he felt that this question was difficult to answer.
Zhang Biwu didn't say anything to urge him, but looked at Jue An with interest, waiting for his answer.
In silence, Zhao Xuanji picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
But he thought in his heart that Zhang Biwu's sharp eyes and sharp mind were indeed superior to Fu Yuzhi's.
It's a pity that no matter how good Zhang Biwu is, he has already developed a rift with himself.
I hope that this time my temptation will end in failure, otherwise... Zhang Biwu will not be able to stay.
This time of testing...
Thinking of this, Zhao Xuanji narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Jue An.
Just when Jue'an opened his mouth to answer Zhang Biwu's question, he said: "It is the common intention of Lao Na and a small group of Buddhist monks."
Zhang Biwu nodded and said: "That's what the master and Northern Shaolin meant. Southern Shaolin is not involved."
As if he thought of something, Fu Yuzhi next to him suddenly sneered: "That's natural. Jie Wang has passed away. The East Palace has sent a plaque that is the best in the world. A bunch of bald donkeys from the North and South Shaolin almost beat the brains out of dogs. Even Jie Wang has passed away."
The fight started before the corpses could be collected."
"I heard that there was also a competition on Buddhism and martial arts. Northern Shaolin won the martial arts competition, but when it came to Buddhism, Southern Shaolin won a big victory. In the end, I forgot my last wish before my death and gave this plaque to Southern Shaolin.
Go, they in Northern Shaolin can only be called ghosts if they are willing to do so."
"This is related to the orthodox status of Buddhism. After a few decades, people in the world will only know Southern Shaolin but not Northern Shaolin. How can the monks in Northern Shaolin wait for the day when it will cease to exist in name only, so it is reasonable to do something.
