I heard Master doesn't love me

"The third prince of the East Pole Sea Clan."

Lu Ji quietly glanced at Xuan Ji's expressionless face, and continued: "I traveled to the East Pole in my previous life, and was involved in the battle for the throne for some reason, and I also knew a few people from the Sea Clan. The third prince of the Sea Clan is romantic by nature. Tricks like this, it's very much his style."

"Well, for the teacher to know."

Lu Ji gritted his teeth and asked, "Master, you don't want to hear about Dongji taking the throne in your previous life?"

Xuan Ji opened his eyes, and glanced at Lu Ji lightly: "It doesn't matter whoever is the king. The cooperation between the cultivation world and Dongji Sea will not change just because of a change in that position. What's more," he said Pursing his lips, he showed a contemptuous smile: "Some old guys hiding in the bottom of the sea don't think there is anything to fight for this seat at all, they are just disturbing themselves."

"There were heavy casualties in the world of comprehension in the previous life, just because I didn't have me. If it wasn't for me being so injured that I couldn't make a move, would you see if Qiu Qiancheng dared to raise his troops?" His tone was flat, his expression calm, but he could see the Shenzhou No. 1 confidence.

Lu Ji bowed and saluted, "I understand. Now go back to your room."

Afterwards, he left the Xuanji room dejectedly.He originally wanted to take the opportunity to stay in the master's room, but he didn't expect...

Xuan Ji closed his eyes, silently thinking about the Buddhist and Taoist seminar three days later.

Three days later, all the sect forces had arrived, and they gathered in the square in front of the main hall, where they sat and stood.

The abbot has no chance to introduce the coming forces in order according to the usual practice, and announce the process of this seminar.Finally, he clasped his hands together, bowed, and his voice echoed in the square in front of the hall with spiritual power: "This Buddhist and Taoist seminar, begin!"

As soon as the words fell, the big bell on the top of the mountain rang, the sound was deep and thick, echoing over the entire Great Compassion Temple.

A young monk walked from a group of monks to the open space in the middle, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and said: "The poor monk is aware of his name, and I look to all of you for advice."

Among the crowd in Wenwen Mountain, a thin young man in a green shirt came out with a smile: "I am Daoist Qiu Huan of Wenwen Mountain, and I would like to communicate with Your Excellency."

The two saluted each other, and then began to spit and talk.

Seeing Xuan Wu and Wen Tong's rapt attention, Lu Ji averted his eyes boredly, looking at Xuan Ji who was sitting upright in a plain white robe.

Xuanji with closed eyes suddenly asked: "Daoyi, why are you distracted?"

"What they talk about is so boring, what is there and what is not, life and death, what is there to discuss?" Lu Ji replied.

"Then what do you think is useful?"

Lu Ji thought for a while, then looked at Xuan Ji's expressionless face, and asked tentatively, "Spell? How does spiritual power work?"

"Spells are just appearances. What are really useful are the rules of this world. Mastering the rules and using them is the basic way." Xuan Ji still closed his eyes.

"The effect of this seminar is not great, but it is not small. A disciple like you can only listen to some juniors. You can't understand the idea of ​​Jue Ming, which is close to the Mahayana period."

"Mahayana?" Lu Ji repeated in surprise, his tone full of disbelief: "He actually touched Mahayana? But why..."

Xuan Ji finally opened his eyes, he turned his head, his eyes fell on Lu Ji, and he said indifferently: "Staying in the same place will only lead to decay. Besides, there is another purpose for Wuyuan to hold this meeting in advance."

"What's the purpose? Is it... the matter of not wanting to become a demon?" In the last sentence, Lu Ji lowered his voice and approached Xuanji quietly.

Xuan Ji nodded lightly: "Just watch."

In the center of the square, Qiu Huan stretched out his hand and said, "Master, the Dharma is really profound, and Qiu Huan has learned a lot from today's narration."

Jue Ming also laughed and said: "Little friend is so young, Taoism is so advanced, it is really rare. Little friend has often said amazing things. When I first heard the absurdity, I thought about it carefully, but it has a lot of meaning. It is really spiritual!"

"Master praises..."

The two exchanged a few words of pleasantries and walked back separately.After a long while, a middle-aged man from Tiandu City stepped out and said loudly: "My lord, Song Ren, please enlighten me from the Buddhist sect!"

There was some commotion among the monks, but it subsided immediately.Finally, a young man in cassock walked to the middle and said: "The poor monk Juehui, I hope to hear the Lord give me advice."

Song Ren said indifferently: "I want to have a discussion with the Buddhist sect. Monks respect Buddha. What is Buddha?"

Juehui frowned slightly, and said, "I would like to listen to the benefactor."

The middle-aged man put his hands behind his back and began to speak impassionedly.

On the other side, Wuyu, who had escaped from the Demon Realm, frowned and looked at the person in front of him.

"Master Wuyu, but you want to go back to the Great Compassion Temple?"

"What does it have to do with you! I'm cooperating with Qiu Qiancheng, but it doesn't mean that I won't kill anyone from the Demon Realm in front of me."

The man chuckled softly, and said in a charming voice, "I'm not such a ignorant person, it's just that the master gave me a task."

"Task?"

"Exactly, the lord wants his subordinates to help the master, so that the master can return to the Great Compassion Temple on the day of the Buddhist seminar."

Wuyu frowned even deeper, and pursed her lips in silence.

The man bowed slightly, and his movements were extremely elegant: "Master, do you dare to try?" A ring floated in his hand, and the ring slowly flew out and rotated, and began to distort the line of sight and tear open the space.

"The work of Li Caiweng, a master of the devil world, dare to try it?"

Wuyu shook his monk's robe, and said proudly: "You don't need to provoke me. What am I not afraid to go to? Even hell, I am not afraid of him for Wuyu!" As he said, he stepped into the crack and disappeared into the crack.

The man withdrew the ring, pressed his lips ambiguously with his fingers, and said with a sneer, "Buddha? Do people believe in that kind of thing? It's really a bunch of old bald donkeys, but it just helped the Lord's plan."

……

"Then do you know that in the four cities of Tiandu, Buddhist temples wantonly spread rumors and confuse people in order to attract believers. This is what the Buddha asked you to do?"

"All living beings are suffering. The Buddha wants to save the world, but the world misunderstands the Buddha."

"Hmph! Since you say that the Buddha saves the world, what about your Buddha?"

Juehui recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and then said, "I am in the Buddha's country."

Song Ren laughed loudly: "Little monk, you are too young! Let your master come! How are you people who practice Buddhism different from those who practice Taoism? You can't ascend for ten thousand years if you practice Taoism, and you can't find Buddha for ten thousand years in the Buddhist kingdom." China, where is your Western Paradise?"

There was a suppressed noise from inside the monks, and more fiery eyes were cast on the middle of the square.

Juehui smiled lightly, and said: "The benefactor is hindered by demons. Why should the Buddha country look outside? The Buddha is at ease, and the Buddha is at ease." He sighed lightly: "Many people used to think that only in front of the golden Buddha statue, In the Great Hall of the Great Hero, I am practicing Buddhahood while meditating, but I don’t know that all these are just appearances.”

Wuyuan, who had been sitting upright all this time, slightly curled the corners of his mouth under his withered beard.

Juehui looked at Song Ren with both eyes, and said with a smile: "Eating, sleeping, chopping firewood, and boiling water are all practices. 'Everything is like a dream'. There is no need for form, no rules, and no need to be obsessed with becoming a Buddha."

He sighed lowly, with a compassionate look on his face and eyes: "'There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust', there is no Buddha in the world, and we just happen to cultivate Buddha."

"fart!"

Suddenly there was a roar like thunder in the sky.

A muscular middle-aged man in a monk's robe appeared in midair, behind him was a space crack that slowly closed.

"Desireless?"

Everyone screamed.

Passive raised his head and looked into the air.

"Brother."

"No desire!" Wu Yuan exclaimed.

Wuyu fell from mid-air to the center of the square, facing Juehui with an angry face: "Juehui! What are you talking about?"

Juehui, who had just turned into a god, was trembling all over, sweat dripped from his forehead, but he still insisted and replied: "The poor monk said that there is no Buddha in the world, and all living beings cultivate Buddha."

"Nonsense!" Wuyu yelled, "My Buddhist disciples have pursued all their lives to enter the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss. If there is no Buddhist kingdom..." His eyes began to turn red: "If there is no... then are all Buddhist classics lying?"

All the monks were in an uproar, and they all stood up, staring at Wuyu, and then at Wuyuan sitting at the front.

Others began to whisper, and some people who knew a little bit frowned tightly, looking at Wuyu who was slowly emitting demonic energy with unfriendly eyes, but did not do anything.

At this time, Song Ren and Juehui had slowly returned to their sphere of influence, observing the development of the situation.

"Master... Why did Master Wuyuan..."

"It will always come. Buddhism is different from Taoism. Taoism cultivates this life, while Buddhism cultivates the afterlife. But now there is no afterlife, this Buddhism... will naturally change."

Wen Tong was thoughtful, but Xuan Wu turned to give instructions to his disciples.

In the square, Wuyu confronted the people of Dabei Temple alone.

His eyes were like bronze bells, and he said to Wuyuan: "Senior brother! Juehui is your first disciple. Are his words what the senior brother thinks in his heart?"

Wuyu closed his eyes and nodded.

"boom!"

The rock under Wuyu's feet sank suddenly, and his spiritual power condensed into a gust of wind, which shook the trees in the mountain peak, but he couldn't even move Wuyuan's monk's robe.

His eyes were red, and he shouted: "Senior brother! I don't believe it! You don't look for it! I'm looking for it!" His eyes swept across the monks: "You guys, do you want to follow the senior brother to cultivate the heart Buddha, or follow me to find the Buddhaland?"

Everyone present was startled again, whispering to each other, but their voices were not lowered.

"It turns out that Wuyu wants to split the Great Compassion Temple, no wonder..."

"Here, haven't you found any Western Paradise that has such a big influence? This Master Wuyu seems to be possessed..."

"It's not just the looks, I've seen the magic energy, do you think Master Wuyuan will clean up the door today?"

"I don't think so. Wuyu is also the second seat of Buddhism. He has been in the Mahayana for many years and is not sure, so he stepped forward to die? Look at other people, can't you see the magic energy? If you can't beat it, you can't beat it!"

"This...how can..."

"What's this and that, ordinary disciples don't know, don't we Nascent Souls know? Devil energy is the same as spiritual power for Mahayana! Watch carefully!"

An old monk came out, fell in front of Wuyuan, and said: "Uncle Master, I want to go with Master when I am enlightened, and we will seek the Buddha Kingdom together."

Wuyuan sighed: "Enlightenment, let it go!"