Chapter 293: Chapter 293: Zen

Chapter 293: Chapter 293: ZenXu Qian'an's state was like a bucket of cold water poured on everyone's heart, which cooled down the high atmosphere and gradually disappeared the cheers.

"The little monk on the mountainside is the one who has been sitting on the South City Heroes Platform for half a decade."

"It is said that he is the invincible Vajra of Buddhism. He is indeed invincible. In the past five days, many heroes have challenged him on stage, but no one can break his golden body."

At this moment, the people of Beijing and the outsiders recalled the fear of being dominated by Jingsi's Vajra body.

They remembered the power of this handsome monk.

After some people who did not live in the South City and did not know much about this asked about it, their reaction was fierce:

"Is this true? Don't listen to rumors. Rumors in the market are exaggerated and cannot be trusted."

"It's not an exaggeration. I also know that a few days ago, a very powerful swordsman took action. It is said that he summoned stones as swords, which is quite amazing. But he still lost to this little monk."

"Buddhism is too strong. In comparison, our people seem to be struggling and facing many difficulties."

The people of Beijing were discouraged.

From the ring battle and preaching of Jingsi and Jingchen to the advent of the Dharma last night, Buddhism has given the people of Beijing a great impact, and the powerful impression is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

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"I remember that Xu Ningyan's unique skill is "Heaven and Earth Slashing with One Sword". Does he have the strength to slash out with one sword?" No. 6 Hengyuan shook his head, put his hands together, and sighed:

"The second level of the Vajra Formation is a martial arts battle. He only has the strength of one sword, but he has exhausted his strength in the Eight Bitterness Formation."

Chu Yuanzhen couldn't help laughing and said, "No. 6, you are too stubborn." Hengyuan frowned in confusion.

Chu Yuanzhen did not answer, and continued: "However, unless he can slash out the second sword and break the second sword of the Eight Bitterness Formation, otherwise, he will not be able to slash Jingsi's golden body anyway."

....

In the pergola, a fierce debate was unfolding at this time.

"If you don't have enough strength, you can rest. There is no time limit for this battle. As long as Xu Qian'an can slash out a sword that is as powerful as the one just now, breaking the Vajra Formation will not be a problem."

After a noble expressed his opinion, he immediately attracted the rebuttal of others. The one who refuted Wei Haibo was also a nobleman with strong cultivation: "Does Wei Haibo think that the sword strike just now could be made by a mere seventh-rank warrior?" The dignitaries around listened to the debate between the two and listened very seriously. Bian Bian waved his hand and said crisply: "Wei Haibo, Ping Dingbo, you two should explain clearly. Dog...How confident is Xu Qi'an in breaking the Vajra Formation?"

Ping Dingbo was a middle-aged man in his early forties, in his prime, with a sturdy figure and bright eyes. Hearing the second princess' question, he stood up and saluted:

"Your Highness, in my opinion, Xu Qi'an has no chance of winning."

Bian Bian frowned: "Why do you say that."

Ping Dingbo sighed: "Xu Qi'an is only a seventh-rank warrior, and the golden body of Monk Jingsi is so powerful that even Chu Yuanzhen can't break it, let alone him."

A civil official frowned and said: "Ping Dingbo doesn't know that although Xu Qi'an is a seventh-rank warrior, he is very strong and has twice defeated a sixth-rank bronze-skinned and iron-boned warrior."

Pingdingbo shook his head: "Buddhism's invincibility is not comparable to the bronze skin and iron bones of warriors. Besides, this little monk has been in Nancheng for half a decade. If Xu Qiyan could win, he would have taken action long ago. Why has he been forbearing?"

The civil official who spoke nodded. Pingdingbo was a nobleman who participated in the Shanhai Battle 20 years ago. His vision is not bad. Since he said so, it is probably true.

Bian Bian thought for a long time and couldn't think of a rebuttal, so he said angrily: "Pingdingbo, how can you boost others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige? What good will it do you if Xu Qiyan loses?"

Pingdingbo said helplessly: "I am not boosting others' ambitions. Xu Qiyan represents the Sitianjian in the battle, and also represents the court. I also hope he can win, but... the chance of winning is too small."

You know, most of the civil officials and female relatives present are outsiders. Just now, when they saw Xu Qiyan break the formation with one knife, their confidence rose all of a sudden, and smiles bloomed on the faces of the beautiful women.

But now, after listening to the analysis of Pingdingbo, an expert, the civil officials and the women also realized that the situation was not optimistic.

Weihaibo snorted and said loudly: "Pingdingbo, how do you know that Xu Qi'an can't chop the second knife?"

At this time, the monk Jingchen, who had been meditating and silent, spoke up, "The previous knife must have been borrowed from him by the supervisor. Otherwise, how could a seventh-grade warrior cut out such a terrible sword energy.

"The physical strength of a seventh-grade warrior is limited, how can he withstand the infusion of such power?"

Pingdingbo shook his head, which was what he wanted to say.

The pavilions were quiet, the civil and military officials lowered their heads to drink, and the women deliberately turned their heads away to avoid looking at the Buddhist monks.

There was nothing to say, but I was not convinced.

"Dad, what do you think?"

Miss Wang looked at the Prime Minister with a smile.

Prime Minister Wang said calmly: "Watch more, talk less, it's too early to make a conclusion

now."

Even though he was sure that Xu Qian'an would be hard to win in a fight, and he had already started to think about the next candidate, after the slap in the face just now, Prime Minister Wang could not make a rash conclusion.

A dignified Prime Minister would not fall twice in the same place.

"But I have an idea."

Miss Wang smiled, looked at Monk Jingchen, and said loudly: "Master, the Eight Sufferings Formation is used by Buddhist monks to sharpen their Buddha hearts. It has nothing to do with combat power. Even high-quality warriors can hardly break the formation easily, right?"

Monk Jingchen nodded, "Instead of letting high-quality warriors enter the formation, it is better to find a child."

Miss Wang said with a smile: "Master Du'e just said that Dafeng has three chances, right?"

"Naturally."

Miss Wang's beautiful and gentle face showed a bright smile: "Now that the Eight Bitterness Formation has been broken, even if Xu Qiyan is exhausted and cannot pass the Vajra Formation, the court sent a high-level warrior to break the formation. Can the Vajra on the mountainside block it?"

Monk Jingchen was stunned, then frowned and said nothing.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they felt a sense of sudden enlightenment, and all kinds of

thoughts came up.

As for why the Supervisor chose a seventh-grade copper gong to fight, no one knew the reason, and they were secretly confused. Now that Xu Qiyan broke the Eight Bitterness Formation, Miss Wang pointed out the pros and cons.

Everyone's thoughts were instantly opened.

"It turns out that Xu Qiyan is a vanguard, so can he come out? Change a high-level warrior to

break the formation."

"Well, there are many high-level warriors in the capital, and I think they can break the golden

body of Buddhism."

"If we talk about warriors, our King Zhenbei is the undisputed number one in Dafeng."

The topic gradually turned to the King of Zhenbei.

Miss Wang stole the limelight. She casually glanced at the area where the night watchmen

were. Seeing Xu Xinnian also looking at her, she was delighted.

Before their eyes met, Miss Wang moved her eyes away calmly.

"The one who just spoke was the woman of the Prime Minister Wang's family? It seems to be

his daughter..." Xu Xinnian looked away with disdain. He had a very bad impression of the

Wang family.

Because the Wang Party and the Wei Party were political enemies, the Wang Party had persecuted the eldest brother several times, and Xu Xinnian remembered all of this. He had long regarded the Wang Party as his imaginary enemy in the future. "The King of Zhenbei is known as the most talented warrior in Dafeng in the past two hundred

years. It's a pity that he is not in the capital, otherwise it would not be the turn of these bald

donkeys to be arrogant."

Xu Xinnian heard the woman next to him comment.

"This woman knows a lot. This knowledge is not comparable to that of ordinary women. I

don't know where the eldest brother knows such a married man. "Xu Xinnian said secretly.

"My elder brother is also a martial arts genius." Xu Lingyue said.

The woman smiled and did not argue.

But Xu Lingyue heard the meaning behind the smile, that is, she is too lazy to argue, just like a person who holds the truth and disdains to argue with those who make specious arguments.

Foshan.

Xu Qian'an rested for a while and continued to climb the stairs. He did not encounter any more checkpoints along the way and came directly to the monk Jingsi.

At this time, Jingsi's whole body was like cast in gold, emitting a faint golden light. Envy, if I learn this kind of magic skill, my whole body will be golden... Xu Qian'an's mind

naturally emerged a word: Golden Gun Unbreakable!

"Master Jingsi!"

Xu Qian'an stopped and sat down on the steps below, saying: "Can I rest for a while?"

The little monk Jingsi sat cross-legged, smiled and nodded: "Donor, just adjust your breath."

Xu Qian'an raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid that I will hit you again?"

Monk Jingsi smiled and said: "The donor's meridians are burning at this time, can you still withstand the power just now?"

"It's not a question of whether you can withstand it, but the skill needs to cool down. "Xu

Qiyan grinned.

The body is like a container, overloaded with external forces, and now enters the sage time.

But this is only one of the reasons. Another reason is that he can no longer mobilize the power

of all living beings.

It's like he can only pick up money once a day, and he has to wait until tomorrow to continue picking up gold. That's why the skill needs to cool down.

Use the secret method of No. 4 to mobilize the power of all living beings... The secret method

should be just a means. The core of the problem is in myself, that I can mobilize the power of all living beings... I suspect this is an upgraded version of weird luck... Obviously, Monk Shenshu knows this ability of mine, so the supervisor naturally knows it... I remember Monk Shenshu said that he and I are the same kind of people, and even he parasitized in my body for

this reason... This is a bit scary when you think about it!

Xu Qiyan thought to himself.

"Master, have you been a monk since childhood?" Xu Qiyan chatted.

Monk Jingsi nodded.

"Master, are you practicing Zen or martial arts?"

"Double cultivation of Zen and martial arts." "Jingsi replied.

There is also such a thing as practicing both Zen and martial arts? This little monk's talent is

quite amazing...Xu Qi'an nodded and said, "I heard that Buddhism emphasizes entering the world first and then leaving the world. Master has been a monk since he was young, and he doesn't even have a family. What kind of family is he leaving?"

Monk Jingsi heard that Xu Qi'an wanted to argue with him about Buddhism, and he was not

afraid. He said, "Becoming a monk means cutting off the troubles and entering the empty door. Donors don't need to be picky about words.

"I have been practicing Buddhism since I was young, traveling to the Western Regions, experiencing all the sufferings of the world, and also experiencing all the eight sufferings of life."

Bullshit, you have tasted all the eight sufferings of life, you who have never experienced mortgages, car loans, and sky-high betrothal gifts, and you say you have tasted all the eight

sufferings of life in front of me?

Xu Qi'an complained in his heart.

"Master, what do you think of women?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"Bone scraping knife!" Monk Jingsi's evaluation is concise and to the point.

"It's too early to say that. Master, you have never touched a woman, so how do you know that

a woman is not the most wonderful thing in the world?"

The conversation between the two was heard by the onlookers word for word.

"Isn't it the Vajra Formation? Why are you talking about Buddhism?"

"You are not talking about Buddhism, you are talking about women. This gentleman's words

are pearls, and they touch my heart."

The men smiled "hehehe" at the same time.

The woman blushed and secretly "spitted".

"Oh, how can a dog slave say such nonsense." Bia Bia blushed and lowered her head slightly.

"Mom, my brother is getting more and more indecent." Xu Lingyue stamped her feet. Auntie didn't say anything, feeling a little embarrassed.

Uncle Xu was embarrassed and ashamed. What nonsense was this kid talking about? There were many dignitaries and nobles here, and there were thousands of people watching. If there were some things that were not worthy of being in a formal place, he shouldn't say them.

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"It is true that I have never experienced women, but women are as fierce as tigers. This is a

story passed down by great monks from generation to generation. Don't make up your mind." Jingsi was unmoved.

"As the saying goes, you can't get a tiger cub without entering a tiger's den!" Xu Qi'an

retorted.

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Xu Qi'an stopped talking.

"You can't get a tiger cub without entering a tiger's den... What does this have to do with

beauty?"

"Perhaps, there are profound truths in it, but we can't figure it out?"

Doubts flashed through the minds of the people outside.

"Then I have a few things to ask the master," Xu Qi'an stared at him and sneered: "Have you

ever supported your parents? Have you worked hard to run a family? Have you ever picked up

a hoe to plant a field?

"Buddhists do not engage in production, but recite scriptures and chant Buddha all day long, and need pilgrims to support them. I ask you, what scriptures are you reciting, and what Buddha are you reciting?

"Walking in the world as a bystander, can you be considered to understand the suffering of all

living beings? Of the eight sufferings of life, you, Jingsi, have only experienced birth, and nothing else.

"You are just a fake monk."

Jingsi pondered for a long time and replied: "Buddha observes everything in the world, so he

naturally understands the sufferings of the world."

"Okay!"

Xu Qi'an nodded, drew out the black gold long knife, and cut a bloody wound on his arm. He

covered the wound and looked at Jingsi:

"Master, do you feel my pain?"

"How can I not feel pain when the blade hits my body?" Jingsi put his hands together.

"Then do you know how much pain I feel?" Xu Qi'an asked again.

Jingsi was silent. He had a Vajra to protect him, and the blade could not hurt him, so he really

couldn't answer.

"Master, don't you understand?" Xu Qi'an sighed: "This is what you call "observation". You

only know that I am in pain, but you don't know how much pain I am in. You only know the sufferings of the world, but you certainly don't know how much suffering there is. "You can't even understand the sufferings of the common people, so how can you save all

living beings? Isn't it a joke? I'll tell you a story." Jingsi didn't speak, but made a listening gesture.

"One year, there was a severe drought in the world. The people had no rice to eat and

countless people starved to death. A young man from a wealthy family heard about this and said something in surprise. Master, do you know what he said?"

Jingsi asked: "What did he say."

Xu Qian'an stared at the young monk Jingsi, showing a mocking smile, and said word by word:

"Why not eat meat."

Monk Jingsi was struck by lightning, his pupils slightly dilated, his face dull.

"Well said!"

"The little monk is speechless, look, the little monk is speechless."

The crowd outside cheered loudly.

Monks are best at debate and Zen, and they can speak eloquently, no one can beat them, but

Xu Qi'an's words made the little monk from the Western Regions speechless.

This feeling is that they have defeated them in the field that Buddhism is best at. From the

perspective of an observer, the degree of sourness is even more refreshing than the knife that Xu Qi'an swung.

Morale was boosted.

The officials in the court watched in silence. Bickering could not break the Vajra Formation, so

let's see what Xu Qi'an's purpose is.

At this time, Xu Qian'an threw the black gold long sword in front of Monk Jingsi and said in a

deep voice: "Master, if you think what I said is wrong, if you think you can really experience the suffering of the people, why don't you try it." Jingsi raised his head and murmured: "Experience it?"

Xu Qian'an nodded: "Take away the Vajra Invincible, cut a knife on your arm, you will understand my pain, understand the true Dharma, instead of why not eat meat."

"No, no..." Jingsi shook his head, as if to persuade himself not to try: "Take away the Vajra

Invincible, I will lose."

"The monks are empty of the four elements, but the master is so obsessed with winning and

losing, which is already inferior." Xu Qian'an persuaded:

"You lost a fight, but you saw a wider sky and experienced the true Dharma. What is more

important, you can decide for yourself."

Monks are free from all desires and should not be obsessed with winning or losing... Why not eat meat, why not eat meat... Monk Jingsi's expression gradually became complicated, revealing a look of entanglement and struggle. He slowly stretched out his hand and grasped

the black gold long knife.

Xu Qian'an raised the corner of his mouth.

"So that's it." Chu Yuanzhen praised: "Jingsi has been practicing Buddhism since he was a

child. Perhaps the Buddhist teachings are profound, but he lacks some experience in the

world. This is his flaw. Xu Ningyan is really smart."

Jingsi is like a gifted child of a noble family. He has practiced in the clan since he was a child. He has strength, but his state of mind is not perfect. He lacks experience and precipitation. "Amitabha." Hengyuan chanted the Buddha's name, feeling sad in his heart.

He thought of his junior brother Henghui, who was also a very talented Buddhist disciple, but

lacked worldly experience and was tempted by worldly desires, which led to a disaster. Well done! The civil servants' eyes lit up and cheered secretly. Attacking the city is inferior, attacking the heart is superior. This step is in line with the art of

war and is perfect. Compared with fighting and killing, Xu Qi'an's operation of breaking the Vajra Formation

made the civil officials feel more recognized.

I couldn't help but think of it again: It's a pity not to read this child!

Instinctively, the next thought emerged: Xu Pingzhi is not a son.

Wang Shoufu nodded secretly. Xu Qi'an's operation made him feel enlightened. This was a

response strategy he had not thought of before.

During the tax silver case, he didn't know Xu Qi'an. He really paid attention to him after the Sangpo case. Suddenly realized that this child has unlimited future prospects. It's a pity that he is Wei Yuan's man. He can only be an enemy in the future, not an ally.

At that time, accompanied by the chanting of the Buddha's name, a voice echoed in the sky:

"Jingsi, you are obsessed."

While this sentence rang in the ears of everyone, it was also transmitted to the scroll and rang in the ears of Monk Jingsi.

The handsome young monk Rumeng was in junior high school, and he retracted his hand as if

he had received an electric shock. He quickly put his hands together and kept chanting the

Buddha's name. Gradually, his eyes regained clarity.

"Asshole!"

Wang Shoufu threw the cup and stood up, furious, "Du'e Luohan, can't Buddhism afford to

lose?"

Behind Wei Yuan, nine golden gongs stood up at the same time and pressed the handles of their knives.

Monk Jingchen said indifferently: "The Supervisor can help secretly, why can't Buddhism?"

He insisted that Xu Qi'an's knife just now was secretly helped by the Supervisor, or that the

corresponding means were buried in his body in advance.

Wang Shoufu sneered: "Do you, the Buddhist sect, have the final say on the principles of this

world? You said the Supervisor would help, and the Supervisor would help." The dignitaries were angry, but generally restrained. The onlookers and the rebellious people in the world didn't care so much. They cursed and even bumped into the imperial guards.

"Shameless bald donkey, this is clearly cheating, we don't care, the Vajra formation has been broken."

"The Buddhist sect is so shameless. If the Buddhist sect wins the fight today, we will not

recognize it."

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Master Du'e turned a deaf ear to the thunderous abuse, glanced at Jingchen, and said lightly:

"You are also obsessed with appearances."

"Disciple knows the crime." Jingchen bowed his head.

....

The monks outside the venue can hear the conversation between Jingsi and me...How can it be

like this? Fighting can be both literary and physical, and each depends on their own ability.

Forcible intervention outside the venue is too much...Xu Qi'an was secretly annoyed.

He stopped talking immediately and sat cross-legged and breathed. A quarter of an hour later, Xu Qi'an opened his eyes, picked up the black gold long sword, and

put it back into the scabbard.

Pressing the handle of the sword, Xu Qi'an said loudly: "I will only make one sword. Once this

sword is used, life and death will be at your own risk."

The voice passed through the scroll and spread to the outside.

Only one strike?!

No matter laymen or experts, no matter commoners or nobles, they all found it incredible

after hearing this.

Was it a rant?

Xu Qiyan calmed down all his emotions, restrained all his qi, and the qi in his body collapsed

inwards, and his dantian was like a black hole. This was the indispensable process of accumulating power for the Heaven and Earth Slash.

Since you cheated, don't blame me for cheating... He closed his eyes, and his mental power collapsed and retracted synchronously, connecting to a huge force of qi and blood in his body. That was the blood essence of the monk Shenshu.

On the way back to Beijing from Yunzhou, Xu Qiyan absorbed this drop of blood essence, and

resurrected with the blood essence of the immortal warrior, but part of the power was still

deposited in his body.

When Xu Qiyan saw Du'e Luohan letting Jingsi enter the formation, he immediately realized that he could not get around this "Vajra" anyway, and with the invincible Vajra blessed by the

secret realm of Buddhism, it was impossible for Xu Qiyan to cut it open anyway. At that time, he was hiding in the Sitianjian and communicated with the monk Shenshu. The Sitianjian was the territory of sorcerers, so there was no need to worry about being discovered by the Du'e Arhat.

The advice given by the monk Shenshu was to mobilize the blood and essence in the body to vent the remaining indigestible power.

This power would not expose the existence of the monk Shenshu. In order to allow Xu Qi'an to

absorb the immortal essence in the blood, the monk Shenshu had already worn away its

"attributes".

It is now essentially just the essence condensed by the warrior. The power deposited in the body revived, and it was transformed into Xu Qi'an's limbs and

bones, turning into pure qi.

There was no wind in the Buddha realm, but Xu Qi'an's long hair moved without wind. He still

closed his eyes, like a sleeping overlord, waking up little by little.

The world would tremble and shiver for his revival.

"What's going on? Am I dazzled? Why do I feel like the world is shaking?"

"It's Foshan, Foshan is shaking, it's Foshan is shaking..." Outside the venue, someone suddenly shouted in surprise: "It's Xu Qi'an, he's going to draw

his sword."

No one is blind, and they can all see that it was Xu Qi'an who caused the shaking in Foshan.

"Amitabha!"

Jingsi held the spell with his hands, standing still, but the clouds and mist in the Buddha's

realm moved, sprinkling fine golden light and merging into the golden body. As a result, the golden body became more and more brilliant and rich, and it burst out with

thousands of rays of light, like a rising sun.

Confronting each other! Huaiqing stood up suddenly, stepped out of the shed and looked up. In her eyes, facing the dazzling golden light, she stared at it tightly and held her breath.

More people stood up and walked out of the shed. They raised their heads, widened their eyes,

and even forgot to breathe.

Among them was Wang Shoufu.

Wei Yuan slowly stood up, walked outside the pavilion, and said leisurely: "When the great

roc rises with the wind, it soars up to 90,000 miles."

Is this also what you expected, Lord Wei!? The golden gongs looked at his back.

Clang!

The sound of drawing the sword was like thunder, resounding through the world.

There is no other sword in the world that is so eye-catching and affects the hearts of countless

people.

There is no other sword in the world that is so resolute, as if it wants to cut off everything and

would rather die with honor.

Of course, there is no sword in the world that is so fast that it cannot be captured by the naked

eye.

However, the eyes of the people outside the field clearly saw the golden body shattered, and

the layers of golden light were blown away like mist. It was the unparalleled sword intent that

drove away the golden light.

This King Kong that had been undefeated outside the South City for half a decade, and the

golden body that the people in the city had been worried about for five days, finally, was

defeated.

On the field, Xu Qian'an stood proudly.

Jingsi fell down, the knife wounds on his chest and abdomen penetrated the bone, and the

damaged organs were visible. His face was pale and he could not maintain the meditation

posture.

A series of fine golden lights gathered again, merged into his wounds, and repaired his flesh

and blood.

"I said, I will only make one move!" Xu Qian'an said lightly.

At this moment, thousands of people in the capital lost their voices. There was about four or five seconds of silence, and then, suddenly, the sound waves came.

Some people screamed, some cheered, and some even burst into tears, sweeping away the

frustration of many days.

"My Dafeng is the orthodox of the Nine Provinces, and the civil and military achievements are

the best in the world!" A scholar shouted hoarsely. "Xu Shikui is the best in martial arts, the best in the world."

At this time, everyone remembered the words that came from the secret realm just now: I will

only make one move!

Until this moment, they understood the confidence and heroism in this sentence.

Standing on the top of the Stargazing Tower, Emperor Yuan Jing faced the sound waves and

saw the people who were boiling with passion and excitement.

"The Vajra Formation has been broken."

The old emperor smiled sincerely: "Jian Zheng, you are indeed sure of it. Good, very good. Xu

Qi'an is also very

good. It is worth the court's cultivation."

"Heroes have always been young since ancient times..."

Miss Wang heard her father muttering in a low voice.

He is indeed a great hero... Miss Wang thought to herself. She looked around and saw many

familiar ladies looking at the young man standing proudly on the steps of Foshan with

obsessed

eyes. There were even some noble ladies who still had charm. Their eyes were full of aggression,

burning, staring at the young man without blinking. Even the top scholar was not as glorious as him. Miss Wang added in her heart.

Bang, bang, bang... Bian Bian heard her heartbeat like a drum, which was more intense than

ever in more than 20 years.

Looking at her eldest brother who was so glorious, Xu Lingyue was a little crazy.

Auntie said, "Master, after this fight, the threshold of our house will be broken by the

matchmaker, right? Master?"

Xu Pingzhi's eyes were filled with tears, and his face was full of relief. My elder brother is getting stronger and stronger. He is making great progress in martial arts,

and I can't fall behind too much... Xu Xinnian quietly clenched his fists.

Even when the King of Huai was young, he was not as brilliant as him... The old aunt thought.

...

"Master, take good care of yourself."

Xu Qian'an sheathed his sword and continued to climb the mountain.

After walking through the misty forest for a quarter of an hour, the front suddenly opened up.

There were jagged rocks and sparse vegetation. There was a huge Bodhi tree, and an old monk

was sitting under the tree.

Xu Qian'an knew that this was the third level.

At this time, he was almost at the top of the mountain.

After passing this level, there should be another level on the top of the mountain, which is

also the last level... Xu Qi'an put his hands together and said: "Master, what should we

compete

for in this level?"

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name and said leisurely: "The donor's mind is not calm."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was an old Zen master...Xu Qi'an complained in his heart

and asked back: "Why should I be calm?"

"If the mind is calm, there will be Dharma, if there is Dharma, there will be Buddha, if there is

Buddha, you can transcend the sea of suffering." The old monk replied. "Why should I transcend the sea of suffering?" Xu Qi'an asked again.

"Why not transcend?" The old monk also asked back.

"Why should I transcend." Xu Qi'an argued.

"Why not transcend." The old monk said leisurely.

...

"What are they talking about?"

"They are talking about Zen, but I don't understand it."

"You understand? Then tell me."

"Nonsense, if I could understand, I would be a great monk. But it is precisely because I don't

understand that there is a mystery."

"So that's it."

The people outside were whispering to each other, with different reactions. Some people

frowned, chewing on their conversation word by word, trying to understand the Zen truth

from it.

Some people nodded slightly, or shook their heads, looking like they had realized something.

Then, everyone, from the royal family to the common people, heard Xu Qian'an say:

"Master, let's speak human language. I just spoke nonsense."