Chapter 115: In addition to being able to eat, it is fun
Half an hour later, almost all the monks in Qingshan Temple came to the lecture hall, and at the front of the three thousand disciples sat three elderly monks. These three people were the monks of Qingshan Temple as mentioned by the abbot earlier.
The three elders with the highest qualifications. Although these three elders are old, they are all truly capable of destroying the land.
In fact, Qingshan Temple originally had four elders, Xuyun, Xudao, Xufa, and one was Xuanzheng's master, Duanchen.
At that time, the name of Duan Chen was still Xu Chen, but he later changed it.
The young monk stood at the front of the lecture hall, looking at the huge crowd in the square. For the first time, the young monk knew that there were so many bald people like him in Qingshan Temple, so he was very curious.
The abbot looked at the monks on the square, smiled faintly, turned to Pang Liang and said: "Master Pang, we have a total of 3,800 disciples in Qingshan Temple, and they have all arrived. Look at what you and my junior brother Xuanzheng are doing.
When does the competition start?”
Pang Liang looked at the three elders at the front and nodded slightly, then turned around and shouted loudly: "Thank you all for giving me this face today and coming to watch this competition between me and the eminent monk Xuanzheng."
"Amitabha."
It was particularly spectacular that more than 3,000 people shouted this sentence at the same time.
"I know that after so many years, I have never defeated Xuanzheng. Even today, it is estimated that my strength in the unmanned realm is difficult to defeat the eminent monk Xuanzheng, so I thought of a way and asked my apprentice to follow him today.
Let’s have a competition between Xuanzheng’s apprentices, let’s see who has a more powerful apprentice.”
As soon as Pang Liang said these words, the monks below were in an uproar.
As long as the monks in Qingshan Temple know that Xuanzheng's little apprentice is a stupid monk himself, he can't understand the scriptures, and his martial arts practice is just to exert strength on the wooden man every day, and now he can't even master the Buddhist martial arts.
Having never practiced before, it was obvious that Pang Liang was bullying others. He knew that Xuan Zheng's apprentice was a fool, so he came up with such a way to defeat Xuan Zheng.
It sounds nice to say that Pang Liang went too far in bullying others, but this is simply a bit shameless.
The protagonist of this incident, the young monk, seemed to have heard nothing and was still looking at the monk below stupidly.
Therefore, the monks below felt that Xuan Zheng would definitely not agree to this bet.
"Senior Monk Xuanzheng, do you dare to accept my bet or not?" Pang Liang saw that Xuanzheng was silent and turned around and asked loudly.
"Master Pang, is your bet a bit unreasonable?" At this moment, Elder Xuyun looked down on him and stepped forward to look at Pang Liang and asked.
"Elder Xuyun, why is my bet unreasonable?" Pang Liang asked with a smile.
"As long as we, the people in Qingshan Temple, know that this child..." Xu Yun said the words in general, but he did not continue speaking out of consideration for the young monk's face, but the meaning was already very obvious.
"What's wrong with this kid?"
Pang Liang pretended not to know anything.
"Master Pang, you..."
Elder Xuyun tossed his sleeves helplessly and did not continue.
"Master Pang, you just said you wanted my apprentice to fight your apprentice, are you serious about that?" Xuan Zheng looked at Pang Liang and asked.
"Seriously, definitely seriously." Pang Liang nodded quickly.
"Okay, I'll take your bet." Xuan Zheng agreed with a smile.
"readily."
"But I have to ask my apprentice what he means. If I agree, that's my promise." Xuan Zheng added.
"Okay, you ask."
Xuan Zheng nodded and walked to the young monk's side, then looked at the young monk and asked: "Apprentice, someone wants to compete with you, are you willing?"
"I don't want to." The young monk shook his head directly.
"Why?"
"I'm hungry," the little monk said honestly.
"Then if we are full, can we compare?" Xuan Zheng asked.
"Yes." The young monk nodded.
In the lecture hall of Qingshan Temple, the three thousand monks below could not help but tremble with their lips as they listened to the conversation between Xuan Zheng and the young monk. How long had it been since then? The young monk was still in the mood to eat. If it had been anyone else, he would have been there long ago
It's a formidable enemy
I was in a panic all day long, but this little monk still seemed to know nothing. He looked at his master begging for food in a daze. At best, the little monk was naive, at worst, he was stupid.
The abbot and several elders on the side couldn't help but shook their heads when they heard this. In fact, what they were concerned about now was not the little monk's own safety, but what they would lose if Xuan Zheng lost to Pang Liang.
But because of the reputation of the Buddhist monks of Qingshan Temple, it would be okay if Pang Liang challenges someone else today. After all, the three elders are against each other.
His disciples are still very confident, but Pang Liang challenged this little monk who was dull-minded and not very good at martial arts. You must know that Xuanzheng did not let the little monk participate in the Qingshan Temple's five-year competition this time.
From this incident alone, we can see how worried Xuan Zheng is about his apprentice.
It's strange to say that, if calculated according to this generation, the young monk can also be regarded as the disciple of Master Duan Chen. Senior Monk Duan Chen is a master who ranks among the world. In the martial arts world of Daliang, he can be said to be an invincible existence, and Duan Chen
Although Xuan Zheng, his disciple, has only been in the third level of Xuantian for many years, he still amazed the people of the world with his finger breaking the mountain. Although his reputation in this martial arts world is not as good as that of Quarten, it is not inferior to Jiutian.
But when we came to the little monk, we really lamented the impermanence of the world. Once upon a time, the monks of Qingshan Temple felt that Xuan Zheng would definitely find a talented young novice as his apprentice. The abbot also looked for many potential disciples for Xuan Zheng.
Talent, whether it is Zen or martial arts, is superior, but Xuan Zheng just doesn't like it, and it can't be said that he doesn't like it, because Xuan Zheng has never looked at it with his eyes.
Will not accept it
When he was an apprentice, Xuan Zheng unexpectedly brought a young monk from nowhere. At first, the abbot and several elders thought that since Xuan Zheng was interested in him, he must be outstanding. But in recent years,
After coming down, the monks from Qingshan Temple discovered that, apart from being a glutton and having fun and asking strange questions when he had nothing to do, there really seemed to be nothing outstanding about this little monk. Not only was he not outstanding, but he was
It seems to be a bit shorter than others.
Xuan Zheng touched the young monk's head, turned to look at the abbot and Pang Liang and said, "My apprentice said that martial arts competitions are okay, but you have to eat first."
"Eating?" Pang Liang smiled helplessly when he heard this, and secretly sighed in his heart: "Everyone said that this little monk is a fool. Today, it turns out that it is really the case. At this time, he is still in the mood to eat. Isn't that right?
Is it a joke?"
"Eat." Xuan Zheng nodded slightly.
"Okay, since your apprentice wants to eat, then he can eat." Pang Liang smiled and nodded.