"I created the wonderful way of indifference, just to break the so-called almighty destiny of you people who are aloof and regard all living beings in the world as ants!"
Fahai's last words were righteous and awe-inspiring, and his voice was not insignificant. It contained the Eight Sounds of Heaven and Dragon, which shook the heavens and the earth, and spread thousands of miles. Not only the people near the golden chariot, but also all living beings within thousands of miles could hear it.
It's clear and enlightening.
Especially those believers of the indifferent Miao Dao who lurked in the realm of the demon clan and secretly preached the religion, as well as the ordinary people who were still doubtful about the Miao Dao. They still heard the divine voice from the sky and worshiped in the sky one after another. In an instant, hundreds of thousands of people made wishes of faith.
The power poured into the auspicious heavenly light, which instantly revived the spirit of the Buddha's Dharma in Fahai.
"What a master of the indifferent and wonderful way who forgets his ancestors and never forgets to confuse all living beings at all times. However, since you want to change the fate of the world's powerful people, why don't you change your own life first? Aren't you a powerful person?"
It was Feng Yasong who spoke neither yin nor yang. Although Fahai saved their master and disciple, for some reason, Feng Yasong had a very bad impression of Fahai when he first saw Fahai, especially Fahai's magic stick style.
This made him extremely disgusted, having studied Confucian classics all his life.
"Master..."
"Hmph, Zi Buyu has strange powers and chaotic spirits. What's more, he is a disciple of Dalin, but he is doing something indifferent and wonderful. What is it other than counting the classics and forgetting his ancestors? Wuxin, don't forget my Confucian teachings just because he saved you twice."
"Old poor man, what the hell are you talking about? Without a Taoist master, how can you just stand here and talk about your Confucian teachings?"
"Humph, we Confucian scholars should know how to repay our kindness. However, I cannot agree with your behavior of forgetting your ancestors and confusing the common people!"
"Oh."
Seeing that the Fire Dragon Lord and other dragons in front had the upper hand, Fahai finally turned around and looked at Feng Yasong, who was blowing his beard and staring at Wang Xingren.
"Senior, our Buddhist great forest saves all sentient beings, and our indifferent and wonderful way protects all sentient beings. Our ideas are inherited from the same origin, and they are all for the purpose of saving all sentient beings. How can we forget our ancestors in countless scriptures? In addition, our Buddha's preaching still needs to win people's ears and eyes. Confucius also once persuaded all countries to preach.
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I just follow the example of the sages. How can I confuse all living beings? Finally, although I am powerful, I have never been aloof and looked down on all living beings. The indifferent and wonderful way represents the fundamental interests of the vast majority of all living beings. My power is the power of all living beings. Why?
Do you want to change your life?"
With a smile on his face, Fahai waved his folding fan lightly, and walked towards the blushing Feng Yasong with three questions at a time, and spoke again without waiting for his rebuttal.
"I also know a little about Confucianism. Confucianism emphasizes the unity of knowledge and action. The Analects of Confucius has words. A gentleman values words and is sensitive to actions. It can be seen that actions are more important than words. Xunzi, the ancestor of the Guigu Dragon Tulong clan, also once said that words
Those who speak good words and do good deeds are called national treasures. Those who speak good words but do evil deeds are called national monsters."
"Therefore, I preach the wonderful way to protect all sentient beings and can be called a national treasure. And although you, senior, are full of knowledge and benevolent, except for causing a bloody disaster in the world of cultivation three thousand years ago and killing countless people, what else have you done for sentient beings?
With your words and deeds inconsistent, aren’t you exactly what the great ancestor Xunzi called the national monster?”
"You...poof~"
As the saying goes, "hitting someone without slapping someone in the face, scolding someone without exposing someone's shortcomings", Fahai cited scriptures and pointed directly at the most painful part of Feng Yasong's heart, but he slapped people in the face and exposed their shortcomings at the same time. However, he cited Confucian classics and stated the facts.
Feng Yasong, who was injured, had a surge of energy and blood. He was speechless and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of old blood.
"Master..." Feng Wuxin quickly supported the crumbling Feng Yasong.
"Go away, Shuzi...Zhuzi, you're going too far..." Feng Yasong didn't appreciate it at all. He pushed Feng Wuxin away with a wave of his hand, and pointed at Fa Hai from afar with his almost trembling fingers.
But Fahai laughed, turned around, and sat on the chariot seat in a very cool manner, with his legs crossed and his folding fan swaying slightly, looking carefree.
"Senior, facts are the only criterion for testing truth. You dare to say that I deceive others too much, but you don't dare to say that I speak nonsense. Could it be that you also agree with the words of this junior in your heart, ha!"
"You...I and you are at odds with each other!"
"Master, Senior Brother Fa Hai speaks well and is extremely knowledgeable. You can't compare to him."
Seeing Feng Yasong's desperate attitude, Feng Wuxin quickly held him back.
"Extremely talented and knowledgeable? Bah, full of crooked talent!"
"When it comes to talent? The juniors are not as good as the seniors. It is said that although the seniors lost to Prime Minister Qin in terms of literary skills and military skills, and were ranked second in ten consecutive rankings, but every year in the World Poetry Competition, the seniors won the first place one after another and were known as the kings of poetry.
.”
"Senior Brother Fahai, the master is just not good at talking. He only lost to Prime Minister Qin in the palace examination back then. But in terms of talent and learning, the master is not inferior to him." Seeing which pot Fahai did not open, even Feng Feng
I have no intention of having any opinions.
Fahai, however, didn't take it seriously and waved his hand gently, "Brother Feng, I don't mean to expose my shortcomings. Although pairing is a Confucian way, it is also the best example of quick thinking. My predecessor was known as the king of pairing, so he must be quick in thinking.
I am the best scholar among all scholars, and I am somewhat good at this. I have nothing to do and would like to ask Senior Hefeng for advice. Is that okay?"
"I don't know whether to live or die." After hearing Fa Hai say that he was the most talented scholar among all the scholars, Feng Yasong's face improved slightly.
Feng Yasong's attitude made Wang Xingren very unhappy, "Master Dao, why are you talking nonsense to him? The state is so big that strength is respected. If he doesn't accept it, he can just beat him to defeat him. What kind of match is this?"
"Vulgar barbarians, how can they know how to express the Tao through literature?" Feng Yasong snorted coldly, turning his proud eyes to Fahai, "And you, don't think that you can be arrogant after reading a few Confucian classics. Since you want to take it for yourself today,
If you are insulted, I will forgive you."
When Fahai saw this, he immediately smiled and said, "Whether you are humiliating yourself or not, you have to compete to know. Although the senior is called the King of Dui, the junior was also called the King of Dui Wang in the city government compound."
"The king of kings?!" Although I don't know which college in China the city government compound is, but the title of king of kings is obviously aimed at him, but Feng Yasong can't help but raise his eyebrows, "I really don't know how high the sky is, today I am
Let’s see how you, a yellow-tongued brat, can dare to call you the king of kings!”
"You have to compete to know whether you are the king of kings." Seeing the success aroused Feng Yasong's arrogance, Fahai suddenly felt happy and said leisurely, "But even if you compete in a competition, there must be a prize, right?"
Let’s do this…”
Just as Fahai was speaking, the battle over there was coming to an end. Although the Golden Crow was strong, it could not match the power of a hundred dragons. The three-legged Golden Crow, which was suppressed by the eight horned dragons who caused a havoc in Tianlong Temple, was directly spied upon.
The Fire Dragon Lord on the side scratched the brain hole with his claws, and his soul left the body and tried to escape, but was swallowed directly by the horned dragon boss.
At this point, the spirit and soul of the demon king of the generation were all destroyed, and the endless essence and blood was collected by the Fire Dragon Lord and sent to Fahai.
"You came back just in time. Let's see, Senior Feng, this string of pure Yang beads is the treasure of the eight holes of Chunyang real people in the heavens for refining demons. If you win, this string of pure Yang beads together with this four-clawed fire dragon who has cultivated to a near-immortal level will
It's yours." Fahai raised his hand, and the shimmering pure Yang rosary flew into the air.
"Damn, Zen Master, you are so unkind. You are here today only because of my support all the way. Now that you have become a person, you are about to give me away!" Hearing this, Lord Fire Dragon suddenly felt ashamed and angry.
"Don't talk nonsense. How do you know that I will definitely lose? What's more, the cunning rabbit is dead and the lackey is cooking. Have I cooked you? You are kind enough, don't be dissatisfied."
When Fahai heard the words, he didn't even move his eyelids and stared straight at Fengya's poem, "The Tao comes to the world and transforms all things, the Buddha illuminates the world and saves all living beings, the Confucianism spreads fire through the ages, the three religions are united and I walk alone. My heart also seeks words. Punishing the world, the most holy way of Confucianism as a teacher for all generations, if the talent and learning are not as good as those of the seniors, then the unification of the three religions is just a joke. So, if I lose, not only will the Chunyang Pearl belong to the seniors, but I will also disband and be indifferent Wonderful way, return to the great forest of Shenzhou to think about your mistakes, and from now on retreat to the mountains and forests!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!