"Really? You can only deceive yourself and others, but you can't deceive us at all!"

As he spoke, the monk's lips curled up with a touch of sarcasm.

"I don't need to talk to you more. We have different ways and we don't want to conspire with you." Huijing replied.

"It's good that we have different paths and don't work together!"

"Huijing, Huijing, after so many years, your strength has not improved much, but your words have become more and more sharp."

"If it's a debate now, no one among us should be your opponent." The monk sarcastically said.

Xu Dong and others frowned slightly as they watched this scene.

I feel that the relationship between Master Huijing and Bodhi Temple is not very good!

What's the trick in this?

Moreover, it seems that Huijing is not well-received as the host.

"The reason why you are not my opponent is not because of my sharp tongue, but because I have a Buddha in my heart and you don't have a Buddha in your heart."

"We have taken two paths from beginning to end."

"As for your road, although it is faster, but..."

Having said this, Zen Master Huijing shook his head, "Achievements are limited. You can only approach the Buddha, but you cannot become a Buddha."

"Hahaha, Huijing, hearing you say that, do you think you can become a Buddha?"

The monk shook his head, his eyes full of sarcasm.

So does everyone else.

They couldn't bear to see this Huijing, a Buddha with an open mouth and a Buddha with a closed mouth.

Buddha, in the heart, how can it be mentioned on the lips, so superficially?

Moreover, Huijing often criticized them in a condescending manner, saying that they were enlightened by false Buddhas.

He who realizes it himself is the true Buddha.

There is only one Buddha in the world.

Where does it come from that it is true or false?

"hehe."

Huijing smiled and was too lazy to waste any more words.

"Huijing, who are these people?"

Several monks turned their eyes, looked at Xu Dong and others and said.

Huijing presided over the joining of hands

10. He said calmly, "These are my friends. They came here because they heard about Bodhi Temple and wanted to see it."

"Huijing, look! Even your friends have only heard of Bodhi Temple and never heard of Little Bodhi Temple, so you'd better close that temple as soon as possible!" A monk glanced at Huijing and said disdainfully.

Huijing laughed and said, "Buddha, how could it be that he doesn't exist just because you don't believe in him?"

"How can I close my Buddhist temple just because there is no incense?"

"This theory doesn't make sense."

When the monk heard this, he frowned and didn't want to talk nonsense with Huijing anymore.

He turned to Xu Dong and said, "Several distinguished guests have come from afar. Let me lead everyone to have a rest!"

Xu Dong thanked "Okay."

"please!"

The monk took the initiative to lead the way.

Xu Dong followed behind, frowning slightly.

He could tell that this monk and the other monks he met on the road were very polite and polite.

But for some reason, the other party gave him an uncomfortable feeling.

This feeling came quickly and lingered, making Xu Dong feel a little disgusted in his heart.

Of course, Xu Dong did not put on colored glasses towards Bodhi Temple because of a vague feeling.

It was his first time here, so he still wanted to see more.

Soon, everyone walked around and came to a room.

"Dear guests, this is where I, Bodhi Temple, entertain guests. Please come in and have a look. Are you satisfied?" the monk said with a smile.

Then, he introduced himself again, and his name was Ci Guang.

It's an old monk from Bodhi Temple.

"Thank you!"

Xu Dong cupped his hands, walked forward, and opened the wooden door.

, looking inside.

You can see that the house is very clean and simple.

Except for a futon, a Buddha statue, and a bed, there is nothing else.

"Master, this place is very good, I am very satisfied." Xu Dong said with a smile.

"As long as you are satisfied, there are many rooms nearby, you can choose on your own."

After Ci Guang finished speaking, he suddenly seemed to notice something and lowered his head to look down at the crowd.

Finally, his eyes fell on the Zixiao Divine Sword. .??.

"I bet you guys, is there something fishy about this sword?"

He Mengxue trembled when she heard this.

She didn't expect that the master could actually see the secret of the Zixiao Divine Sword.

To be precise, you can see through it at a glance.

"Master, I don't understand what you are talking about." He Mengxue said calmly with a pretty face.

"This sword has a majestic and righteous aura. It is a rare treasure. Its grade has even reached the level of a spiritual treasure."

"But there is a lingering coldness about it."

"It's like there is a white python wrapped around the Buddha statue, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling." Ciguang thought for a moment and said slowly.

"Yeah?"

He Mengxue's face was blank, she shrugged her shoulders and said, "But there is nothing fishy in this sword!"

"Did Master make a mistake?"

Ciguang looked at her deeply and said calmly, "Whether I saw it wrong or not, I know it in my heart, and the female donor also knows it in her heart."

"You don't have to deceive yourself anymore."

Hearing these words, He Mengxue suddenly fell silent.

I didn't know how to answer for a while.

At this time, Xu Dong also knew that he could not hide it, so he stepped forward and said, "Master Ciguang has a sharp eye, and there is indeed a ray of soul living in this Zixiao Divine Sword."

"Soul?"

Master Ciguang frowned and instantly understood the meaning of Xu Dong's words.

What soul, it should be a ghost cultivator!

If he can't even see this, what kind of eminent monk is he?

"It should be clear to you that at Bodhi Temple, we practice the power of faith, which is the so-called incense."

"The more prosperous the incense is, the higher our cultivation will be."

"And those ghost cultivators in the world are born with cold constitutions, which can destroy the incense and destroy the power of faith."

"So, please cooperate with the rules of my temple!"

Having said this, Master Ciguang raised his hand and pointed outside.

"If you want to live in a temple, you need to leave this sword outside, so as not to pollute the pure place of Buddhism."

He Mengxue suddenly didn't know what to do and looked at Xu Dong with eyes asking for help.

Xu Dong also had some difficulties.

He knew very well that what Ciguang said made sense.

Buddhism belongs to the Shinto way, but the way that Dendrobium walks is the ghost way.

As the saying goes, gods and ghosts are incompatible.

The existence of ghosts will indeed affect the cohesion of the power of faith.

"Senior Brother Ciguang, you are obsessed with your appearance."

At this time, Master Huijing shook his head and said with a solemn expression, "The purity of Buddhism is the purity of the heart, not the absence of disturbance as you understand it."

"Even in the bustling city, as long as you have the Buddha in your heart and your heart is pure, that's enough."

"On the contrary, if one's own moral conduct is not enough, he will blame other factors. This is a sign that his state has not been reached."

"The realm has not been reached? Huijing, you are too self-righteous."

Ciguang's face turned ugly and he said coldly, "Do you really think that just because you are the abbot of a temple, you can be superior?"

"You know, any one of us who comes out is also qualified to host."
Chapter completed!