One by one, the golden books were unfolded in front of everyone.
As Shen Yuyun read, the words in the golden book floated from the pages and hovered above everyone.
All the monks who came to listen to the sermon looked up in stunned silence at the lines of text that automatically flew out of the books...
"Is this a sermon?"
A young monk had never seen such a strange sight and couldn't help but ask in surprise.
"This is a magic technique called 'One Thought Reaching Heaven'"
The person who answered the question was an old Buddhist monk from the Ganges River in the far west who had traveled thousands of miles to observe and ask questions.
When the old monk saw these words flying down from the golden book, he placed his palms together and recited the Buddha's name devoutly, and then continued to explain to everyone:
"Although 'One Thought Connects to Heaven' is a technique, not everyone can use it."
"It must require a high degree of cultivation, right?"
A young disciple from another sect widened his curious eyes when he asked.
The old monk shook his head: "It doesn't require high levels of practice, but first of all, those who want to use this technique must have successfully asked it before."
Everyone around him looked surprised and nodded.
The old monk continued to explain: "This person will record the content of the successful inquiry with paper and pen, and pour his own spiritual impression into it during the writing process. In this way, when this person wants to retrieve the content of the previous enlightenment , as long as you activate your spiritual consciousness, these words will fly out on their own, just like what you are seeing."
Another middle-aged monk asked: "But we usually record our Taoist insights, pour spiritual power into it when writing, and adjust the spiritual power to make the book fly out on its own when searching. But we don't have this spectacle of golden light."
A casual cultivator next to him said with a smile: "Didn't you hear what Master just explained that this technique is called 'One Thought Reaching the Sky'? The premise is that the content written by others is the content that has been successfully asked before, and then this marvelous scene of golden light can be presented. .”
"To put it bluntly, this is a symbol of heaven's seal. It's your own perception, so of course you won't get anything!"
The monks nearby all laughed when they heard this.
Only the old monk Kuchan did not laugh, his expression was still full of respect, and he sang the Buddha's name again.
The monk who just asked the question nodded repeatedly.
Another person said: "According to this situation, the 'sixth disciple' of the island owner who came out halfway is indeed speaking the truth passed down by the island owner himself."
This sentence immediately focused everyone's attention on Shen Yuyun again.
Almost everyone present just now had doubts about this person who suddenly stood up and interrupted Rong Mochou's question.
But at this moment, Shen Yuyun used facts to prove that every sentence he just said came from the true biography of the island owner.
Immediately, another monk reacted and exclaimed: "If what he said is all true, wouldn't it prove that what Rong Mochou said just now is all fallacy?"
Everyone had just heard that the views on "Tao" discussed by Rong Mochou were not the same as the moral principles that Shen Yuyun relayed by the owner of Tianbei Island and had been confirmed.
"As the eldest disciple of the island owner of Tianbei Island, he actually doesn't even know the meaning of the scriptures that the island owner has been certified by the Dao. This shows that he doesn't pay attention to his daily practice!"
At the seats in the Jiang Pavilion, all the disciples spoke out angrily and accused Rong Mochou.
Although these disciples of Jiange had objections to Rong Mochou, they respected Wen Qiong from the bottom of their hearts, otherwise they wouldn't be so angry.
The anger of the disciples of Jiange was quickly recognized by many surrounding monks who came to listen to the sermon.
Although these monks have never met the owner of Tianbei Island in person, they immediately began to lose their favorable impression of people like Rong Mochou who could not even remember their master's moral principles.
And everyone's emotions at this moment became one-sided.
These monks all switched sides from supporting Rong Mochou to Shen Yuyun.
No wonder this "sixth junior brother" had to stand up and ask his senior brother today. Just now they thought he was here to cause trouble and said bad things about him.
Now we all understand that this dare lover is the real filial disciple.
Even though he has lost his cultivation level, he still firmly remembers his master's mantra. It's not easy just to have this mentality.
Although the monks in the Mountain and Sea Realm are relatively indifferent to kinship feelings in the world, they have a very deep friendship with their fellow masters and brothers.
Therefore, the inheritance of the teacher is very important. For example, Rong Mochou's behavior of forgetting the moral principles taught by his teacher is regarded as absolutely unfilial.
"You can't even remember the moral principles that your own master has proven, so why are you preaching!"
"Don't ask questions and lead us to the wrong path!"
"That's all, with such a character, even if he has real talent and knowledge, it's okay if he doesn't listen!"
There was a monk with an upright personality who threw off his wide sleeves and stood up and walked out of the dojo.
Although more monks felt that it was inappropriate to leave like this due to the prestige and power of Tianbei Island.
But even if he stayed, Rong Mochou's image in the minds of the monks had plummeted from before.
However, Shen Yuyun's words were authenticated by Wen Qiong's autographed golden book, and even the elders and deacons of the Changsheng Pavilion headquarters had no reason to refute.
In fact, in the hearts of the disciples of Changsheng Pavilion, they were also resentful towards Rong Mochou.
Most of these disciples did not have the opportunity to read Wen Qiong's autographed manuscripts, either because of insufficient cultivation or lack of qualifications.
But Rong Mochou was different. He could read all the books in the Changsheng Pavilion at will, even the manuscripts written by Wen Qiong.
It is so embarrassing to have such a unique privilege, but to be questioned in public by my uncle who has not returned for many years!
Geng Tong also lowered his eyelids, not knowing whether he was deliberately showing a calm attitude or because he didn't want to care about all the negative comments around him.
But his expression looked more like he was dozing off.
On the altar
The veins on Rong Mochou's forehead were pulsing faintly, because there were many other sects present. Although the anger in his voice had reached Tianling Gaier, on the surface, he still had to try hard to maintain his proper demeanor.
"Junior brother is indeed still as knowledgeable and memorized as before, but the questions he asked were the moral principles that Master asked back then."
What I asked today is my own understanding of the Tao. Although it is different from Master’s Tao, it is also my unique insight into the Tao.”
"Every person has his own Taoism. Although my Taoism does not claim to be the Dao of Heaven, it cannot be said to be wrong."
"Junior brother, of course you are very open-minded, why not sit down and listen to my question."
These words were answered with great ingenuity.
Although he admitted that he was not as good as his master in Taoism, he did not overly belittle his explanation of morality. More importantly, he brought back the questioning process that Shen Yuyun had led astray.
Rong Mochou's diplomatic rhetoric has been honed to the point of proficiency.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the elders and disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion immediately agreed, and the objections just now were immediately suppressed.
Rong Mochou was a little proud, and was about to continue to elaborate on the point he just made. He also took the time to quickly ask the question successfully and end the question to avoid further complications.
However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted again.
"I dare to ask, senior brother, are etiquette expensive?"
The anger in Rong Mochou's heart was rising, and the killing in his eyes was ready to come out.
It’s not over yet!
But the noisy voices of the monks below almost boiled over because of this question.
Because the person who spoke this time was not Shen Yuyun.