Chapter eight hundred and eighty second first confrontation
At ten o'clock sharp.
Sixteen bells rang in Yanbin Villa, and Qin Yu walked slowly to the middle of the crowd. Everyone's eyes were fixed on this young figure. No matter what, from this moment on, this young man will become
It is a hotly discussed topic in the entire metaphysical community, and at this moment, it is the focus of all of them.
"Dear guests from the metaphysics community, first of all, thank you all for giving me the honor to attend the master banquet hosted by me."
Qin Yu cleared his throat, glanced at the crowd, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and continued: "No matter what the reason is, everyone comes to my master's banquet. At least people come, which can be regarded as increasing the popularity of my master's banquet."
, for this alone, I should thank you all.”
"Master Qin is so polite. It is a matter of pride for us to have the honor to participate in Master Qin's master banquet."
A voice sounded in the direction of the members of the Metaphysical Society. Qin Yu looked in the direction of the voice and found that he was also an old acquaintance. It was the Master Xu in Hong Kong who jokingly said that he wanted to become his disciple.
Needless to say, Qin Yu also knew that this Master Xu must have been arranged by President Lin and was responsible for supporting him. It can be seen from the name Master Xu addressed himself that he had already called the master in advance.
"The Master's Banquet is the Master's Banquet, but don't call the title of Master random. According to the rules of our metaphysical world, only after passing the procedures of the Master's Banquet can you truly be called a master. The tradition cannot be messed with."
As soon as Master Xu finished speaking, someone retorted in a strange manner. Qin Yu glanced at the person who spoke, but it was a Taoist priest from the Tianshi Mansion.
Seeing that Master Xu was about to refute, Qin Yu raised his hand to stop Master Xu, smiled and looked at the Taoist priest in the master's house that day, and said: "This friend is right, I can't be called a master now. Wait until I am a master."
After the banquet was successfully held, this friend must be very willing to call me Master Qin again."
"Then it depends on you being able to successfully hold the master's banquet."
"What are you talking about?" A hot-tempered member of the Metaphysical Society couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up and pointed at the Taoist priest and shouted: "This is Master Qin's master's banquet. If you are here to cause trouble, get out as soon as possible.
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Wow!
There was a sound of inhalation again at the scene. Although they expected that the people from Tianshi Mansion came to cause trouble, they did not expect that the people from Tianshi Mansion did not hide their intentions at all. The atmosphere at the scene could be said to be tense.
Qin Yu squinted his eyes and looked at the Taoist priest. His sharp gaze made the Taoist priest shrink slightly, but then he straightened his chest and looked at Qin Yu.
"This friend is right, the rules are the rules, so let's follow the rules." Qin Yu gestured to Manager Xia next to him, who nodded and said a few words into the intercom.
After a while, several staff members from the villa came to the front of the crowd carrying a huge desk with an incense burner placed on it. Then, several other staff members came out carrying an altar table with an incense burner on it.
Three animals and other sacrifices were laid out.
The first ceremony of the master's banquet is to worship the ancestor!
Qin Yu slowly walked to the desk, picked up the three Zen incense on the desk, and was about to light it.
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Just when Qin Yu was about to light three Zen incense sticks, Liu Yangfu spoke up, "Qin Yu, you have entered the fifth level realm through Feng Shui. The one you should worship is the Nine Heavens Xuannv Empress, but now you
There is only an offering table and an incense table, but there is no portrait of the Nine Heavens Profound Girl. What kind of rule is this?"
After listening to Liu Yangfu's words, Qin Yu turned around and looked at him coldly, "Are you in charge?"
"You..." Liu Yangfu was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood at Qin Yu's words. He suppressed his anger and said to the crowd: "Have you seen what Qin Yu's attitude is? This is it.
If a person can be called a master, wouldn’t that be a shame to our metaphysics community? We don’t even recognize our ancestors. This is an act of deceiving our masters and destroying our ancestors.”
Liu Yangfu wanted to incite others to boycott Qin Yu, but his words were not echoed by anyone except those from the Taoist Association and the Tianshi Mansion behind him.
Those neutral people were secretly cursing Liu Yangfu in their hearts at this time. Why should we be involved in the grudge between you and Qin Yu? We don’t want to wade into this muddy water, not to mention that you have made it clear that you are here to destroy us.
As for the venue, it's good if they can let you in, but it's normal if they don't look good on you.
Liu Yangfu found that he had failed to incite recognition from others. Although he was dissatisfied, he was unwilling to go back just like that. Wouldn't that be a slap in the face to himself?
"Amitabha, what this donor said is wrong." Master Zhiren, who was standing in the crowd, stood up and said, "There is a saying in Buddhism, which is that meat and wine pass through the intestines. If the Buddha keeps it in his heart, everything will not be affected by it.
Appearance is the real Buddha. Donor, you are obsessed with appearance."
"I believe that layman Qin did not take the form of the Nine Heavenly Mysterious Lady because he already has the Nine Heavenly Mysterious Lady in his heart. The so-called worshiping to heaven means that only when it is given to the heart and worshiped in the heart can it be true worship."
Master Zhiren's words not only left Liu Yangfu speechless, but even Qin Yu's mouth twitched a few times. He didn't have the Nine Heavens Xuannv Empress in his heart, but because he didn't know his ancestors.
Who is the master, but it is definitely not Jiutian Xuannv, so I simply don’t make a portrait of the ancestor and worship it in heaven.
"Strong words to make sense." Liu Yangfu finally had no choice but to throw away this sentence angrily and retreated into the crowd.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Liu Yangfu was completely defeated in this first confrontation, and many people looked at Master Zhiren strangely. This monk is too eloquent. How can he look like a monk? The update is a debate competition
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"Comparing your eloquence with Master Zhiren is asking for death." Qin Yu secretly laughed in his heart. Lin Qiusheng and his party also had the same weird smile on their faces as Qin Yu. They all knew the details of Master Zhiren.
The eminent monk of Guangxiao Temple, and where is Guangxiao Temple? The place where the Sixth Patriarch of Zen Buddhism came from. What is the origin of the Sixth Patriarch? That is debate. The Thirty-Six Bianlun Method of Nanchan Jifeng can be said to be the ancestor of debate, and as a
The disciple of the Sixth Patriarch, Master Zhiren's debating skills were naturally not something that Liu Yangfu could compete with. The two were simply not on the same level.
Without Liu Yangfu to stop him, those people in the Tianshi Mansion who were eager to find trouble saw Master Zhiren looking at them with a smile, and they all avoided Master Zhiren's gaze and retreated.
They thought that their eloquence was about the same as Liu Yangfu's. Looking at the old monk's appearance, it was obvious that he still had more to say and wanted to talk more, but they did not want to humiliate themselves.
Without the help of people from the Tianshi Mansion to stop him, Qin Yu successfully lit three Zen incense sticks, stood in front of the offering table, and respectfully bowed three times in the direction of the incense table, before placing the Zen incense on the incense burner.
While Qin Yu was doing these steps, there was an old man from the Metaphysical Society reading words beside him. These words were somewhat similar to the memorial speeches, which detailed Qin Yu's experience and offered sacrifices to the ancestor, one of your disciples and grandsons.
I will soon become a master, and I hope my ancestor will bless me.
Of course, the so-called blessing is just a form, and no one is involved. Now, as long as Qin Yu respectfully kowtows nine times on the incense table, this first step of worshiping the ancestor will be considered a real one.
Done.
"Zhang Tianshi, are you just going to watch Qin Yu finish?" Although Liu Yangfu retreated, he was still unwilling to accept it. He walked to Zhang Jiyu's side and asked in a low voice.
"Don't worry, it's still a long time, let them be happy first." Zhang Jiyu replied with a sneer.
"Qiu Sheng, we have to make sure that there are no mistakes in the remaining steps. I think this Tianshi Mansion will never give up so easily." President Huang noticed the sneer on Zhang Jiyu's face, and whispered to Lin in the same voice.
Qiu Sheng warned in his ear.
"Old President, don't worry, I have personally seen every link, and there won't be any mistakes."
"That's good." President Huang nodded.
In front of the incense table, Qin Yu bent his legs, knelt down and kowtowed towards the incense table respectfully.
Bang!
The sound of the forehead hitting the floor was heard, and no one could find fault with this sound.
"Qin Yu is really knocking, and he's not afraid of breaking his scalp." Mo Yongxing heard the noise and said to his elder sister in surprise.
"It's not because of those Taoist priests from Tianshi Mansion." Mo Yongxin's beautiful eyes flashed with coldness, and she watched Qin Yu bend down again and rang his head again. There was already a layer of coldness on his flowery face.
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In fact, Mo Yongxin's sister and brother really misunderstood this point. These nine ringings were completely voluntary by Qin Yu. These ringings were kowtowed to the Patriarch. Qin Yu did it willingly. If Qin Yu didn't want to kowtow, Tianshi Mansion's
Even if these people put a knife to his neck, he would not strike.
…
In a distant and strange space, a middle-aged scholar-like man in white clothes was sitting on a stone table drinking sake. He suddenly raised his glass and was stunned for a moment, then looked towards the distant distance.
A smile appeared on his face.
"You have reached the fifth level, and you have also received my complete inheritance. Not bad, not bad."
The middle-aged scholar said two good things in succession. After drinking all the wine in his hand, he pondered for a long time and said to himself: "It's a pity that neither the main body nor the clone can leave, but they can't leave without a little expression.
Let’s do it this way.”
The middle-aged scholar stood up from the stone bench, made a strange sign with his hands, and then a stream of fluorescent light flowed out from the scholar's fingers and flew into the distance.
"Apprentice, I can only help you this far at this stage. I just don't know if our master and apprentice will have a chance to meet again in the future." The scholar waved his long sleeves, and the wine bottle and wine glass on the stone table disappeared at the same time. Finally,
, even the figure of the scholar disappeared into the depths of this space...
PS: I am in a bad mood today. Please forgive Jiu Deng for being willful. I will postpone the third update for now. If I continue writing now, I estimate that I will bleed into a river after writing about the Master’s Banquet. I am too angry and cannot write well.
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Hey, women, it’s really something that makes men struggle. I’ll start writing when Jiudeng calms down a bit and regains my composure. If you have friends who can wait, I guess there will be an update at one or two o’clock.