Evil Master and Disciple

The next day.

A squeaking sound came from Ye Feng's room.

Sanzhier was lying on the bed, mocking his dark skin with its classic moves.

Ye Feng tried hard to force a kind smile on his dark face.

He grabbed Sanzhier, who was laughing wildly, with both hands, opened the door and went to the yard.

In the astonished eyes of Huang Ling'er and Xiao Man, Ye Feng kicked Sanzhier out directly.

With a scream, Sanzhier turned into a graceful parabola and flew out of the yard.

Then he clapped his hands a few times, looked at the two stunned women, and said, "What are you looking at? If the Chinese national football team had my skills, they would have already broken out of Asia and entered the world!"

"Brother? Why... did your skin become darker?"

"I read in a medical book that a darker tan is healthier for men, so I took a sunbath yesterday and got a bit tanned. Don't worry about these details..."

Huang Ling'er and Xiao Man looked at Ye Feng's dark appearance and wanted to laugh.

At this moment, Ye Feng said, "Humph, Sanzhier actually made fun of my skin. This kick is a lesson for him! Let's see if he dares to do it again."

Then, Ye Feng turned to look at the two girls and said, "Do you want to make fun of me too?"

The two girls immediately shook their heads.

Don't look at their young age, they are really ruthless people.

Her little face turned red, but she managed not to laugh out loud.

Seeing this, Ye Feng nodded in satisfaction and said, "You two really have good taste. Xiao Man, make me a bamboo hat with a curtain."

Xiao Man asked, "What do you want that for?"

Ye Feng explained, "I got tanned enough from sunbathing yesterday. I can't see the sun today, so I have to cover myself up."

Not long after, a young boy wearing a conical hat appeared on the square at the top of the mountain.

Today is the fourth day of the first round of eliminations.

Ye Feng and his friends were all lucky. Yesterday afternoon, Zhuge Benlei defeated his opponent and advanced to the second round.

Fang Tong is about to go on stage this morning. His opponent's cultivation level is comparable to his, but the grade of the immortal sword in Fang Tong's hand is far higher than his opponent's, so there is no suspense in defeating his opponent.

Because they had to make a hat with a cloth curtain for Ye Feng, the fight was about to start when the three of them arrived at the square.

I didn't see any of my acquaintances around the bulletin board.

Ye Feng didn't come yesterday. When he arrived, he took a quick look at the names of those who had advanced on the notice board.

Just as he had expected, most of the famous young masters advanced successfully.

Because there were too many participants in the first round, apart from Hong Jiu and Ye Feng who defeated powerful opponents and became dark horses, there were no other dark horses that caused such a sensation in other competitions.

Fang Tong is number 1,307, and is on stage number 7 in the southwest direction.

So Ye Feng and the other two walked towards the No. 7 arena.

Sanzhier lay in Huang Ling'er's arms, seeking psychological comfort for the big kick Ye Feng gave him in the morning.

Before reaching the No. 7 arena, the three stopped outside the No. 9 arena in the Taiyin position.

The two people fighting on the ring at this moment were the leader's sixth disciple Lin Yi and a burly young man.

The young man was extremely tall, a head taller than Lin Yi. He should be one of the tallest young disciples in Yunhai Sect.

This person was wielding a dark yellow earth-type immortal sword, which had actually reached the level of a spiritual weapon.

His cultivation should be at the middle stage of controlling the gods.

With his level of cultivation, he would have no problem advancing to the next two or three rounds.

However, he was unlucky and met Lin Yi in the first round.

Lin Yi's Fulong Immortal Sword is of immortal grade, and his cultivation level is at the Guiyuan Realm. Although the burly young man tried his best to defend himself, the defensive sword circle he set up was still torn apart by Lin Yi.

In less than half an incense stick of time, Lin Yi ended the battle.

Thunderous cheers immediately rang out around the ring.

Among them, the young girl screamed the loudest.

Ye Feng looked at Lin Yi, who was standing on the ring with his arms open, accepting the cheers, through the black gauze hanging from his hat.

He curled his lips and said, "What are you bragging about? It's just that you defeated an opponent. You're already in your thirties, almost forty, and you're the master's true disciple. Your magic weapon is a top-grade immortal artifact, and your cultivation is one level higher than your opponent's. And you still have the nerve to stand there and accept the cheers from others!"

Until Xu Kai gave Lin Yi away, Ye Feng still had a very good impression of Lin Yi.

In addition, his fat master and his second uncle are from the same school, so Ye Feng also wants to build a good relationship with Lin Yi in the future.

Ever since he knew Lin Yi's true identity, Ye Feng has hated this guy very much.

His shop was doing well last time, but this guy reported it to the head master, which led to it being closed down.

"It's such a waste of this beautiful appearance! You have a black heart! You are such a hypocrite. Let's see what will happen to you in the future!"

Ye Feng left muttering to himself.

Because he was wearing a conical hat and was still criticizing Lin Yi in his heart, and there were too many people in the square, Ye Feng bumped into someone without paying attention.

Just as he was about to start cursing, he suddenly stopped.

I bumped into a little monk wearing moon-white robes.

The monk was very young, about a teenager, and was white and plump.

The young monk put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, what a sin!"

Although many Buddhist disciples came to Yunhai Sect to watch the ceremony, and Ye Feng saw many bald monks and pretty little nuns in the square two days ago, this was the first time he had such close contact with a monk.

He lifted his veil, blinked at the fat monk, and said, "Little Baldy... Little Monk, aren't all you monks vegetarians? How could carrots and vegetables make you so fat? This is unbelievable! Are you secretly enjoying some meat and wine?"

The fat monk showed a faint smile, with his eyes narrowed, looking like a little Maitreya Buddha, giving people a very easy-going feeling.

The young monk said, "You have misunderstood, benefactor. I was born with a rather large body, but I have not broken the precepts of eating meat. If my senior brother heard this, he would surely punish me again."

Ye Feng didn't believe it.

During the practice, practitioners will purify and remove impurities from their bodies.

Therefore, the vast majority of cultivators in this world, regardless of their facial features, have very standard body shapes.

Ye Feng was already very surprised that Yunhai Sect had Fang Tong and that little fat guy.

I didn’t expect that among the Buddhist disciples who eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha’s name, there is actually a little monk who is three times fatter than Fang Tong.

Ye Feng did not have much good feelings towards monks. Apart from the negative news about monks in his past life memories, his master also said last time that Buddhism was the world's largest lender.

Ye Feng had suffered from the cancer of online loans in his previous life. He didn't believe that the employees of a company that lends money at high interest rates could be any better.

Ye Feng immediately stretched out his hand and said, "Pay me money!"

The young monk was stunned and said, "What did you say, benefactor? I don't quite understand!"

Ye Feng grinned and said, "You bumped into me just now. Your Buddhist Vajra Indestructible Divine Art is too powerful. It has caused internal injuries. Pay me a hundred or so taels of silver and this matter will be over. Otherwise, you can't leave today."

The fat little monk seemed to have never thought that he would encounter a bully in the mountaintop square of Yunhai Sect.

"What are you looking at! Don't you Buddhists like to use warm soup? Don't you have a hundred or so taels of silver? Hurry up and pay, or I'll call someone!"

The fat white monk was not angry, but smiled and said, "Your Excellency may have made a mistake. I was standing here just now, and you bumped into me."

Ye Feng said: "So what? I am the number one bully and scum in Yunhai Sect. What is a bully? It means robbing people on the road, bullying men and women, and being unreasonable. Will you pay me...will you pay me..."

Just when Ye Feng was about to lose his temper, a handsome young monk came to the side of the fat white monk.

Said: "Junior brother, what happened?"

The fat white monk clasped his hands together, bowed slightly and said, "Brother, this donor bumped into me, but he insisted that I bumped into him and demanded a hundred taels of silver from me."

The jade-faced monk looked at Ye Feng, then his gaze fixed, and he placed one hand on his chest and said, "So it's Junior Brother Ye."

Ye Feng was startled and asked, "Do you know me?"

The Jade-faced Monk smiled and said, "Who doesn't know Ye Feng, the great disciple of Master Yulong?"

"Hahaha, you've actually heard my story. Yes, I am Ye Feng! The romantic and unrestrained Feng!"

The Jade-faced Monk took out a silver note from his pocket and said, "My junior brother is rude and has offended Young Master Ye. I hope Young Master Ye will accept this hundred taels of silver note."

Huang Ling'er and Xiao Man covered their faces.

I thought Ye Feng had reformed and become a new man.

It turns out that this kid is still the bully who bullies boys and girls.

Even monks are being blackmailed! They have no bottom line at all!

The fat little monk said, "Brother, it was clearly him just now..."

The Jade-faced Monk smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Junior Brother, you don't need to say more."

Ye Feng did not take the banknote and said, "You monk have a good attitude. Forget it. Today, I, the young knight, will not hold you accountable. I do not want any compensation from you."

The Jade-faced Monk smiled and said, "Young Master Ye seems to have some prejudice against us Buddhists?"

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "I just don't like your Buddhist rules and regulations and Buddhist philosophy."

The Jade-faced Monk was stunned. If it were just rules and regulations, it wouldn't matter. However, Ye Feng just talked about the Buddhist philosophy, which made the Jade-faced Monk quite puzzled.

Among the hundreds of schools of thought in the world, Buddhism’s philosophy is the most benevolent.

Can you find any doctrine or teaching in the world that is more friendly than Buddhism?

When the Jade-faced Monk saw Ye Feng and the two girls leaving, he said, "Young Master Ye, please stay."

Ye Feng turned around and said, "I'm not even going to extort money from you, but you're still not done yet, are you? You really want me to lie down, right?"

The Jade-faced Monk said, "Young Master Ye, what you just said about my Buddhist philosophy... is there any misunderstanding?"

Ye Feng walked back and looked at the Jade-faced Monk. He asked, "Why, you monk, want to debate with me?"

The Jade-faced Monk smiled and shook his head, saying, "No, no, no, I want to hear Young Master Ye's views and opinions on Buddhism."

Ye Feng thought about it and realized that this was the Yunhai Sect and his home ground, so he would definitely not suffer any loss if a fight broke out.

He then said, "Since you want to hear it, I'll explain it briefly. First of all, I really hate that Buddhist saying about putting down the butcher knife and becoming a Buddha instantly. It says that a wicked person who has done bad things all his life can finally do one good thing and become a Buddha by putting down the butcher knife.

But a good person who has done good things all his life cannot become a Buddha. Do you think this is fair?

Furthermore, Buddhism pursues the purity of the six senses and the emptiness of the four elements. As the saying goes, there is no Bodhi tree, nor is there a mirror stand. Originally, there is nothing, so where can dust gather? Yet, you, a monk, possess worldly possessions, namely banknotes... Furthermore, you're trying to argue with me, insisting that I acknowledge the excellence of Buddhism.

Your body is not empty, your mind is not empty, so how can the four elements be empty?

Your Buddhist temples and monasteries own vast tracts of land, yet you pay no rent, give nothing back to the people, and instead offer them a lump sum of profit and collect generous donations from them.

There is a saying in Buddhism that all beings are equal, but have you really achieved equality for all beings?

Don't you think it's funny that you guys enjoy all kinds of privileges while constantly saying that all beings are equal? ​​"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he turned around and walked away, no longer paying attention to the two monks who were in a daze behind him.