Seeing such a woman coming to challenge, Xuanyuan Youlan was not willing to be outdone, and immediately stepped forward to block Ye Zhenyu and said: "If you want to challenge, I will pick you up!".
The first sister of the college looked at the proud peaks on Xuanyuan Youlan's chest, and she was not inferior to her at all. On the contrary, she was slightly more mature and beautiful. Although Xuanyuan Youlan was already the mother of two children, her appearance was fixed.
In the appearance of a young woman in her thirties, the former school beauty, coupled with her advanced cultivation, exuded a divine temperament, gorgeous but not vulgar, plump but not fat. The two faced each other and made a judgment. Then they pretended to be disdainful.
: "It's him I want to challenge, what does that have to do with you? Get out of the way!"
Xuanyuan Youlan was not angry but smiled and said: "He is my husband, if you want to challenge him, I will naturally take the lead!"
"Do you think your man is a freeloader?"
"You..." Xuanyuan Youlan was so angry that she couldn't speak. Ye Zhenyu quickly pulled Xuanyuan Youlan and said: "Lan'er, it's okay. Don't worry, just let me do it!"
"Is that right? This is the man I admire!" Seeing that the plan was successful, the first sister smiled slyly.
Ye Zhenyu somewhat disliked the woman in front of him and said displeasedly: "Stop talking nonsense, what is the competition for? Please!"
The first sister smiled seductively and said, "Young master, don't be impatient. Just now you were competing in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. How about our writing competition now?"
"Whatever!" Ye Zhenyu's attitude was extremely cold.
The first sister smiled and said: "Everything in the world is the love between heroic sons and daughters. Nowadays, men have many great ambitions, and Buddhists never forget to follow their beautiful ladies!"
Ye Zhenyu chanted calmly: "I was afraid that being sentimental would harm my holy life, and I was also afraid that I would go to the mountains and leave the beautiful city. The world is safe and sound, and I will live up to the Tathagata and I will live up to you!"
In the blink of an eye, the two had answered dozens of rounds. They were all ordinary poems and poems, without any trouble. The competition between words was just a test of one's literary talent. However, during the test, the first sister inquired about Ye Zhenyu's situation.
Ye Zhenyu satisfied his curiosity and answered them one by one.
Just when Ye Zhenyu thought he was really Wenbi, the first sister sang a sentence: "I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will hang my sails directly on the sea." In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the huge waves swept towards Ye Zhenyu.
Ye Zhenyu was unprepared and caught off guard, but he quickly regained his composure and used his spiritual power to sing loudly: "The autumn water and the sky are one color together, and the lone eagle and the setting clouds fly together!" In an instant, the huge waves rushing towards Ye Zhenyu stopped.
, turned into flat autumn water, an eagle let out a piercing roar, and flew towards the first sister with great momentum.
The first sister was enjoying the joy of her surprise attack when she discovered that Ye Zhenyu had defused her mental attack, and at the same time an eagle was attacking her. She quickly activated her mental power and sang loudly: "Houyi's Divine Bow Today
It's still there, and I swear I won't return it until it breaks the sky!" A cloud-piercing arrow shot out of the sky, accompanied by a "whooshing" sound through the air, and shot towards the approaching eagle. The phantom of the eagle was hit by the arrow.
, turned into powder.
After several more rounds, Ye Zhenyu just defended passively, taking advantage of every move, and did not take the initiative to attack. Seeing that it would be difficult to win for a while, the first sister suddenly changed his tactics, pressed the seals with both hands, and said loudly: "Come, soldiers,
Those who fight are all in formation, in line, in front, and in line. "Ye Zhenyu did not expect that the Confucian monks could actually know the nine-character mantra of Taoism and Dharma. It was a simple nine-character mantra, but it contained the power of nine planets. Suddenly, there seemed to be countless people in the world.
The stars fell, and huge pressure struck, causing the academy disciples who were watching the battle to retreat into the academy. Under the protection of the protective formation, the pressure of the Nine-Character Mantra Xingchen was resolved. Ye Zhenyu, a disciple of Guanyin Buddha, defeated the Buddha in a fight
Zi, Xuanyuan Orchid, Lan Ji motionless as a mountain, I saw Ye Zhenyu clasped his hands together, golden light all over his body, and said loudly: "Om, well, wisdom, Mou, ye, Sa, Lie, De", which is exactly the eight characters of Buddhism
Although the mantra only has eight characters, it contains the power of the entire galaxy. It contains the power of the nine planets. Therefore, the nine-character mantra of Taoism of the first sister was vulnerable to the eight-character mantra of Buddhism by Ye Zhenyu and was caught off guard.
Next, the first sister was pressed to the ground, with a mouthful of blood spurting out of her mouth.
Seeing this, Ye Zhenyu hurriedly withdrew his magic power, looked at the first sister who was still lying on the ground, and said coldly: "You lose!"
Seeing this, Lan Ji couldn't bear it. She stepped forward to help the first sister and asked softly: "Are you okay?"
Although the first sister was defeated, she still said arrogantly: "I'm fine! I won't accept it, let's fight again!"
Ye Zhenyu was most afraid of this kind of unreasonable woman. He shook his head and said: "If we fight again, we will still lose. Why bother!"
The first sister was completely irritated and rushed towards Ye Zhenyu, as if she wanted to fight hand to hand. Ye Zhenyu quickly retreated. At this time, there was an angry shout: "Don't be rude! They are our guests, please get out of here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged Confucian scholar full of awe-inspiring righteousness appeared in front of Ye Zhenyu and others, bowed and saluted: "Master, please sit down. The first disciple Yan Hui came to greet the three Buddhist disciples. Please come to the temple to have tea!"
Ye Zhenyu bowed in return: "Thank you!". Then the group followed Yan Hui all the way up to the eighth level platform palace.
The palace is very majestic, covering an area of more than 2,000 square meters. The two gilded characters "Temple" are written on the plaque of the palace. The stone pillars on both sides of the palace door are carved with the words "A middle-aged person and above can speak a language, and a middle-aged person can speak high."
Those who are below should not speak of superiors." The couplet is wrapped in dragon and cloud patterns; on both sides of the palace door are engraved: "A gentleman seeks the road but not food; a gentleman worries about the road but does not worry about poverty."
Entering the main hall, I saw densely packed rows of small desks with more than 3,000 desks, but all of them were empty. They must have been the seats for the 3,000 disciples of the Master's sect. Only the four desks near the front were occupied by three people.
A Confucian scholar. Behind a slightly luxurious desk in the center of the hall, sitting upright was an old man with gray hair and a vigorous look.
When Ye Zhenyu saw the old man, he had already guessed that he should be the Confucian sage Master. He saw Yan Hui, who had just come in, bowing and standing on the right side of the Master. When the other three saw Ye Zhenyu and others coming in, they quickly got up and stood next to Yan.
He stood back up with a very respectful attitude.
Ye Zhenyu and others quickly stepped forward, bowed and saluted, and said in unison: "Greetings to the Great Sage!", then turned sideways and bowed to Yan Hui and others, "Greetings to all the saints!"
Yan Hui and the other five people bowed in return and said, "I have met some Buddhist disciples!".
The Master nodded with satisfaction, stroked his beard and smiled: "Do you know me?"
Ye Zhenyu quickly bowed and replied: "The great sage's reputation will be passed down through the ages, and no one in the world will recognize you!"
The master laughed again: "I didn't expect that future generations would still remember me. My hard work is not in vain! Everyone, please stop standing and take a seat on the left. Yan Hui, let the book boy serve tea!"
The Master introduced the Four Saints Hui, Zengzi, Zisi, and Mencius to Ye Zhenyu and others one by one. Ye Zhenyu introduced Guanyin Buddha, Douzhan Buddha, Xuanyuan Orchid, and Lan Ji to the Master and the Four Saints one by one. However,
The relationship between Xuanyuan Orchid, Lan Ji and herself as husband and wife has been omitted.
After three cups of tea, the Master took the lead and asked: "Why did these Buddhist disciples come to the Confucian world this time?"