Chapter 427

The person who questioned Yang Zhenling was a monk. He was fat and big ears. He was wearing a monk's uniform with open chest and milk, holding a baked gold scale in his hand, and there were oil stains on the corners of his mouth. He was full of meat and wine monk style.

Yang Zhenling also wondered that no monk had ever come to Wufeng Island, but the monk dared to question him in public. He whispered to his fellow disciple about his identity and origin.

After learning the identity and origin of the monk, Yang Zhenling couldn't help feeling big. If the monk was just an ordinary outsider, he would be just another VIP invited by the leader. Yang Zhenling had to take his doubts seriously.

"Master Wuwei, let's speak with facts! Since you question my unfair selection, how about tasting this roasted gold scale made by the prize winner?" Yang Zhenling said in a low attitude.

"The smell of this roasted gold scale is very fragrant, but is it poor? I don't want to taste his roasted gold scale. I want you to taste mine!"

People who will question at this time can be imagined to be more competitive. The inaction monk, in addition to being more competitive, has a very hot temper. When his voice fell to the ground, he shook his hand. The originally not big baked gold scale appeared in Yang Zhenling's mouth.

Soft fish, but it was hit with internal strength. Sheng Sheng squeezed into Yang Zhenling's mouth, shaking Yang Zhenling's teeth with a sharp pain.

Even if Yang Zhenling has a good temper and is humiliated in public, his anger has soared. However, the visitor is a guest, and the inaction monk is also a distinguished guest invited by the leader. He can only suppress the rising anger.

I have to say that the baked gold scale made by fearless monk is very excellent, but Yang Zhenling just tasted it and spit it out.

"I've tasted the roast gold scale made by master Wuwei. It doesn't taste as good as the one in my hand. If master Wuwei doesn't want to taste the roast gold scale, there's no need to question my selection." Yang Zhenling said.

"After eating the roasted gold scales made by the poor monk, you can still say such words. Why don't you taste the roasted gold scales in your hand?"

With a wave of the inaction monk's hand, the roasted golden scale made by Gu Zheng appeared in his hand. However, just like those who are obsessed with cleanliness, the Wuwei monk looked at the ancient baked gold scales, and his face turned out to be disgusted and very difficult to eat.

"Master Wuwei, since you have questioned, you should try it!"

"Yes, don't just dare to question, but don't even dare to taste what others do. Do you doubt that others have poisoned?"

"Master Wuwei, have a taste! I think his cooking must not be as delicious as yours!"

In the booing of the onlookers, the inaction monk finally bit the roasted gold scale made by Gu zhengzuo.

Although the roasted golden scale was a little cold, the eyes of monk Wuwei widened as soon as he took a bite.

The fish skin is roasted very special, some slightly burnt and some slightly elastic. It is reasonable that the fish skin is roasted like this. The fish meat should be dry, but the fish meat in the mouth of the Wuwei monk not only has no dry hair, but even the proper meat juice flows out!

After a mouthful of fish was completely eaten, there was only a mouthful of delicious flavor left. The dislike on the fearless monk's face had disappeared. He became like a wolf. He ate all the small roast gold scales in his hands, and even put the fish skeleton in his mouth.

"Bang!"

There was a sudden boo all around.

"It's like how unconvinced you are, but it's actually another matter."

"Originally, I questioned people's cooking skills. I treated people's Roasted gold scales as dog shit, but how did I react when I ate them? That's enough!"

"Well, I thought there was excitement, but now it seems that master Wuwei is nothing more than that."

In the face of the public discussion, the fearless monk roared: "you know a fart! The Buddha ate the taste of 'emptiness' in this roast fish. Do you understand what' emptiness' is? Don't shout here if you don't understand. The Buddha has no time to talk to you!"

After scolding the onlookers, the Wuwei monk immediately looked at Yang Zhenling and his eyes became eager: "boy, where is the man who made this roast fish? The poor monk wants to see him!"

Yang Zhenling really didn't want to take the fearless monk to see Gu Zheng, but he didn't look like looking for trouble, so he had to reluctantly nod his head.

After Yang Zhenling and monk Wuwei left, the people who were stunned by the roar began to talk again.

"Who knows what emptiness is?"

"I don't know!"

"I know a little."

"Since you know a little, tell us!"

"The so-called emptiness does not mean that things that exist suddenly become non-existent, but that all things exist. It is non self nature and there is no eternal entity. Therefore, emptiness is the reality. The Buddha said that" the existence of matter is like bubbles, the feeling is like bubbles, the appearance is like Yang flame, the intentional behavior is like plantain, and the recognition function is like illusion. "Only by leaving the wrong and illusory cognition can we realize it Realize the emptiness of the origin of birth and death. "

"I still don't understand. Can you make it simple?"

"Emptiness is the nature, noumenon and essence of space, and so is your heart. It is everywhere. It is subtle and colorless, like air and water, invisible, immortal, increasing and decreasing. It is the foundation of all things, the foundation of all sentient beings to become Buddhas, the foundation of Buddha's divine power and wisdom. Emptiness is like water. Those who can get access to it, all know and are equal to right consciousness."

"Emptiness is called Buddha nature, which is simply called emptiness, or Buddha, the first meaning, Nirvana, enlightenment, emptiness, vacuum, truth, essence, sincerity, Dharma body, self nature, mind nature, Tathagata Tibetan nature, Bodhi and Tai Chi. Although there are many different names, the reality is the same, and the Dharma world is the same!"

"After saying so much, you may still not understand, but you should hear what I said at the end. Among the many names of emptiness, one is called Tai Chi! What does Tai Chi mean? You and I are all practitioners. Don't I go on?"

"Tai Chi is the manifestation of Tao!"

"Do you mean that the Wuwei monk ate the feeling of Tao in a roasted golden scale?"

"It seems so!"

"That's bullshit! Eating a grilled fish gives you the feeling of Tao? Why doesn't he go to heaven? Why doesn't he stand side by side with the Buddha?"

"The monk is crazy. We don't care about him. Drink and dance as we like!"

In the disdain of all the practitioners, beside the largest campfire, the originally stopped musical instruments played again, and the girls on the island sang and danced hand in hand.

When Yang Zhenling took the inaction monk to the past, Gu Zheng was savoring the roasted golden scales and drinking coconut milk wine leisurely. As for meow, meow and roast golden scales, she had eaten a lot. Gu Zheng wouldn't let her touch the other three dishes because she had to wait for Yang Zhenling. She felt it was more painful to stay here, so she went aside to play.

"I'm really sorry to keep the ancient Taoist friends waiting."

People are still close, Yang Zhenling opens his mouth with an apologetic face.

"What happened? How did it take so long?"

Gu Zheng accepted the prize handed by Yang Zhenling and glanced at the embarrassed inaction monk on his face.

"Here's the thing. I wasted some time because I questioned the ownership of the prize. Now I'm convinced of the golden scale made by the benefactor!"

Wuwei monk answered on behalf of Yang Zhenling, and his eyes were kitchen utensils that had swept the ancient dispute for many times, and he was always surprised in his eyes.

"If I remember correctly, this set of immortal utensils and kitchenware originally belonged to the Kunlun sect. During the Kunlun grand event some time ago, Gu Zheng, the leader of Emei sect, won a bet. It seems that the donor is not old and is also called an ancient Taoist friend by this boy. Are you the leader of Emei sect Gu Zheng?" Wuwei and Shangdao.

In addition to questioning the ownership of the prize, Gu Zheng didn't like the inaction monk at all!

First of all, this man is a meat and wine monk at first sight. Gu Zheng has always hated monks who are reclusive, innovative and do not abide by the rules and regulations. He feels that this kind of monk is not "meat and wine through the intestines and the Buddha sits in the heart", but there is no piety at all.

Secondly, Buddhism belongs to western religion, and Emei, where the ancient dispute is located, belongs to local Taoism. Although the ancient dispute has no prejudice against Buddhism, it is also a little resistant to it.

"Yes, I'm Gu Zheng, the leader of Emei. Which temple is the monk?" Gu Zheng said faintly.

"Amitabha, I'm from Prajna temple. The Dharma name is inaction."

"Prajna temple?"

Gu Zheng frowned slightly.

The position of Prajna temple in Buddhism is like Kunlun in the Taoist cultivation world. This inaction monk has heard his Dharma, but he can remember it because his master, his master's Dharma, yuankong, is one of the three masters of Buddhism. His cultivation is in the middle of returning to emptiness.

"Yes, the ancient leader of Prajna temple should have heard of it?" Wuwei said proudly.

"Yes."

Gu Zheng just said a faint word, and then closed his eyes. He didn't want to talk to Wuwei anymore.

"Old Taoist friend, where's meow girl?" Yang Zhenling asked.

"She's gone to play. It's estimated that she will come back soon. When she comes back, we can start."

"I hope Miss Miaomiao will come back soon. I can't wait to start. Good things are hard to grind!"

"Ancient leader, what is covered in your plates should be delicious? I wonder if I can have a taste, too?"

Gu Zheng's indifference made the inaction monk's face not good-looking. After biting his teeth, he finally opened his mouth and said something to lower his status.

"Since you call yourself a poor monk, I won't invite the monk to taste these things. We'll start soon. Monk, you'd better help yourself!"

"You,"

In the face of the euphemism and direct irony of the ancient dispute, Wuwei has some words for a while.

"I wanted to taste whether the food made by the ancient leader still has the taste of emptiness, but now it seems that even if an impolite person like the ancient leader makes food with the taste of emptiness, it's just a fluke." the inaction monk shook his head.

Gu Zheng understood what emptiness is. He was a little surprised. With the later cultivation of Wuwei monk's fifth floor, he could eat such deep meaning! But the accident turned out to be an accident. He still didn't want to have too much communication with the inaction monk.

Monk Wuwei thought that if he said so, Gu Zheng would say something! As long as Gu Zheng said anything, everything still had a turn for the better, but he didn't expect that Gu Zheng not only didn't tell him anything, but also talked and laughed with Yang Zhenling, which made his face instantly ugly, and his anger at Gu Zheng also climbed to the critical point.

"The ancient leader must be the guest of another VIP room? I want to know how the ancient leader can live in VIP Room No. 1? I want to change rooms with the ancient leader. I don't know whether the ancient leader is willing or not?" the inaction monk provoked.

"The VIP room is set by the leader of Tianxin sect. How can you change it without permission?"

Yang Zhenling frowned. He was already unhappy with the inaction monk.

"Boy, you don't have the right to talk here. If you don't want to go to the sea to take a bath, shut up!" the inaction monk shouted.

The VIP room opposite guzheng's room, no matter the thickness of the tree, or the size and construction height of the room, is not as good as guzheng's. On this point, Gu Zheng actually felt that there was a bad comparison between the two VIP rooms, but who ever wanted to live there, the inaction monk, even used it to find trouble.

"I don't need you to take care of me. As for the room exchange, I naturally don't want a hundred. I advise you to go as far as you can while I'm not angry!"

Gu Zheng's voice was still bland, just like chatting at home, and his tepid temper finally made the angry inaction monk unbearable.

"It's really rampant enough! I heard you like gambling. You won a lot of things through gambling in Kunlun sect dragon war square. Do you have the courage to bet with the poor monk today? Who lives in VIP room 1, let's talk about the winning or losing of the bet!"

The Wuwei monk roared at Gu Zheng with a voice close to roaring.

"Whose dog is this? Don't fasten it? Bark and kill the meat!"

The sound of meow suddenly sounded, and her figure ran towards this side.

He was scolded as a dog and said he would kill him to eat meat. The inaction monk was really angry! Originally, he saw that meow meow was just a little girl and wanted to be different from her, but when he looked closely, his eyebrows frowned.

"I didn't expect that the elegant Emei leader should go along with an evil spirit. If this matter is spread, I don't know what the right way in the world will think!"

The Wuwei monk looked at Gu Zheng and meow and sneered.

"What are you talking about?"

Meow meow suddenly blew her hair, and the nails on her fingers grew fiercely, posing a battle posture. If Gu Zheng didn't reach out to stop it, she was afraid that she would have rushed out.

"What's the matter? You still want to fight with me? Come on! Buddha, I happen to subdue demons and Demons today!"

Monk Wuwei took out a bowl from his arms. It was always a quiet ancient struggle. Finally, he looked angry, which made him feel a little happy.

"Manjusri Bodhisattva has a green haired lion, Puxian Bodhisattva has a six tooth white elephant, and the Buddha recognizes the peacock as the mother! In your eyes, are the green haired lion, six tooth white elephant and peacock Daming King Bodhisattva all goblins? Are your Bodhisattvas and Buddha also colluding with goblins?" Gu Zheng said coldly.

"Presumptuous!"

Monk Wuwei shouted: "Bodhisattva Buddha, are you ordinary people? The green haired lion and the six toothed white elephant can stay next to the Bodhisattva, which shows that they have the Buddha nature! The peacock can be granted the mother of Buddha and become the peacock Daming King Bodhisattva, which is also a symbol of Buddha nature! And the goblins beside you, from its eyes, I see only violence!"

"She's violent? What's wrong with her? She's also the one who should be violent to her!"

Gu Zheng stood up and said word by word, "I allow you to reorganize your words and apologize to meow meow for what you just said!"

"Apologize, let me apologize to a goblin? Are you sure you are still a normal person?" the Wuwei monk laughed.

"Don't apologize, do you? Then tear his mouth!"

Gu Zheng gave a fierce drink, and the long waiting meow immediately turned into a residual shadow.

The inaction monk's eyes widened in an instant. He thought that Miaomiao was a goblin that could be transformed in advance without much profound cultivation! But he didn't expect that Miaomiao was a goblin that was completely transformed by strength. Just a remnant, he had let him understand what kind of gap there was between him and Miaomiao!

The Wuwei monk dared to shout, but he didn't rely on it at all. The black gold bowl in his hand is an intermediate immortal tool. He once killed a spirit beast at the level of land demon, which is equivalent to the strength of cultivating refined Qi. Of course, there is no immortal tool in Buddhism. All the immortal tools in their hands are called Buddha tools, and the judgment of level is also similar to that of immortal tools Same.

The black gold bowl is very powerful, but no matter how powerful it is, it also needs to be able to exert its power.

Without using the black gold bowl, the inaction monk didn't know. In fact, when meow started, she had already used the magic method to seal the black gold bowl. Therefore, when Wuwei monk prepared to use the black gold bowl magic power, he found that the black gold bowl was a little out of control.

"Ah!"

The scream sounded. Almost when the black gold bowl was not controlled and the inaction monk was shocked, two claw winds attacked his face from different directions, and the corners of his mouth immediately bled.

The mouth of the inaction monk is cracked. Meow, according to Gu Zheng, after tearing up the mouth of the inaction monk, he stops attacking.

"Good, good!"

The Wuwei monk's voice trembled, and when he spoke, his torn lips made his mouth look big and blood dripping, which looked very terrible.

"I tell you, don't provoke me again if you have nothing to do, otherwise next time, it won't be just your mouth!"

Gu Zheng sat down again, and his voice returned to calm.

"We'll see!"

The inaction monk didn't say anything more. Leaving a cruel word, he turned and left.

It didn't take much time from the conflict to the end. At the nearby campfire, although someone stood up and looked here, no one came to join in the fun. After the inaction monk left, there were only Gu Zheng, meow and Yang Zhenling.

Meow's body is a spirit beast! Yang Zhenling, who was shocked in his heart, said solemnly, "don't worry, ancient Taoist friends, I will never say something I shouldn't say."

"Eat fish."

Gu Zheng gave a faint voice and didn't say much.

Gu Zheng, the disciple of eminent monk yuankong of Prajna temple, dares to teach a lesson. He is not afraid of anyone's objection or provocation about meow's identity!