Immortal Martial God Chapter 369: The story of Buddhism

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Chapter 369: Buddhism Stories

Xiang Nan lowered his voice and said, "Don't talk nonsense here, lest you be seen through your identity."

"Hey, I don't care about them." Mengdie sat cross-legged beside Xiang Nan and took out the same delicate side dishes from the basket.

Xiang Nan had already finished the last heart sutra formula and ate it without any kind of politeness.

On the other side, the people posing as Haoranzong are standing by, and Feiyun Temple is like a big enemy.

Only Xiang Nan and Mengdie, regardless of the situation at the scene, are independent and eat there, which seems very different.

Many young people look at Xiang Nan frequently.

Xiang Nan is naturally open-minded, and no matter what others think of him, there is something to eat anyway, why not eat it?

Then Song Mingcheng also took a look at Xiang Nan, then turned his attention to the abbot again, and said: "The abbot, I think you should take out all of your Buddhist profound arts."

The abbot folded his hands together and said: "The profound art of Buddhism was created by the great virtues and monks of the past, and the poor monks dare not give it to outsiders."

"Ha!" Song Mingcheng laughed: "You imprisoned my Hao Ranzong disciple Xiang Nan for no reason, are you imprisoned for nothing!"

"Don't rely on your large numbers to bully us! My Haoran Sect does not eat dry food. Believe it or not, I give a signal to go out. Your entire Feiyun Temple will be surrounded by my Haoran Sect!" /

The abbot put his hands together and stopped talking, but he did not agree to Song Mingcheng's conditions.

Song Mingcheng's complexion changed. Unexpectedly, the old monk didn't want to eat hard, so he moved his eyes and said: "Do you know my Sect Master Haoran? How do you compare to our Sect Master?"

The abbot said: "In the early years, I was fortunate to have a relationship with the noble sect Zhang Haoran Zhang Sect Master."

"I was fortunate to have learned martial arts with Sect Master Zhang. That Sect Master is indeed a rare martial arts prodigy, and the poor monk is ashamed."

Song Mingcheng laughed: "That is, speaking of the old man of Heavenly Dao, who in the entire Canglan Continent does not know who does not know? Then I will ask you again, since your martial arts strength is no better than my suzerain."

"Then I will use our Haoranzong's martial arts and martial arts to exchange your Feiyun Temple's martial arts. Isn't it because you are taking advantage, and we are losing? If you do this, you won't?"

The abbot shook his head: "Although the poor monk is not the opponent of the lord, but it is also because of the poor monk's ignorance, it is not that my Buddhism is bad."

That Song Ming gritted his teeth and murmured: "Oh, you bald donkey, you are really toasting and not eating fine wine."

"Elder, Xiang Nan has something to say, can you make Xiang Nan boldly say something to the abbot?" At this moment, in the direction of Tian Xuanzong, the man posing as Xiang Nan stood up.

Song Mingcheng showed admiration and nodded: "Okay! Xiang Nan, it is your junior to persuade the abbot."

The "Xiang Nan" took three steps forward and said to the abbot: "I am not a talented person. It is Haoran Zong Xiang Nan. Although he has never practiced in Buddhism, he has no respect for the virtues of the monks in ancient times. That is still extremely admired."

"I have heard such a story. I think that back then, an eagle was about to eat wild pigeons, and it happened to be seen by a virtuous monk."

"In order to save the pigeons, the monk did not hesitate to cut the meat and feed the eagle. What a compassionate heart, what a selflessness."

When I heard this story, the abbot had already sighed long.

The "Xiang Nan" continued: "There is a Taoist monk who even wants to cut off the meat from his body in order to save a wild pigeon. Today, we don’t want your meat. As long as your Buddhist profound arts, you But refuse to give it?"

"Is this the virtue of your cultivators in Feiyun Temple? Is this selfless?"

"Dare to ask the abbot if he feels that Buddhism is too strong and he is not willing to exchange it with us? Is this a greed?"

"Okay!" Song Mingcheng's eyes brightened, and the disciples of the Tianxuanzong behind also clapped and applauded.

Hearing this, the abbot folded his hands together and sighed deeply.

"This kid is amazing." Mengdie served Xiang Nan to eat while listening to them.

She whispered in Xiang Nan's ear: "The person who pretends to be you is very clever. He doesn't need to be strong or soft. Instead, he uses classic Buddhist stories to stimulate the old bald donkey. "

"This person is not only lacking in strength, but also an extremely smart person. This kind of person is a threat to a good brother, or find a chance to kill him."

Xiang Nan glared at Mengdie.

"What's the matter, the abbot, do you have anything else to say?" The fake Xiang Nan smiled slightly and clasped his fist. His practice adds a touch of brilliance."

The abbot didn't speak, the elders of Feiyun Temple and the young monks were all angry, but they didn't know how to refute them.

"I'm full." Xiang Nan wiped his mouth, stood up, stretched out a lazy waist, and walked forward.

He walked to the center of the crowds on both sides, and everyone on both sides cast their sights on him.

Everyone is curious, where did this kid come from? What did he come out to do.

Xiang Nan first bowed respectfully to the abbot, then held his fist in the direction of Xuanzong Tian: "I am not a member of Feiyun Temple, but I have something to say, I wonder if you would like to listen."

So Song Mingcheng was taken aback, and the man from the Sky Profound Sect didn't expect it, but what else could he do at this moment? They wanted to convince people with reason, so Xiang Nan could not help but speak.

"That's good." Xiang Nan smiled slightly, and said to the fake Xiang Nan: "I have heard the story you told, but I don't think you use it here."

"The purpose of cutting meat and feeding eagles by the great monk was to save hardships, because the eagle was hungry but not evil. After cutting meat and feeding it, it would not harm other small animals in a short time. This behavior is selfless!"

"The human heart is unpredictable, and human desires are endless. If you exchange Buddhism profound arts with you today, it will not let you lay down the butcher knife, but will only make you better to do evil."

"I don't think it is selfless to do this. To do so is called abusive."

"Well said!" The dozen or so elders of the Disciplinary Institute all laughed happily, especially the elder who personally sent Xiang Nanab here, clapping his hands happily.

Xiang Nan smiled slightly and turned to the fake Xiang Nandao: "The abbot is a high-ranking monk. His old man certainly understands this truth better than me, but how can he fight with a junior like you?"

"But I'm also a young man, so I can't see it, so I will say a few more words."

Mengdie giggled her mouth and gave Xiang Nan a thumbs up, her eyes filled with small stars twinkling.

That day, the Xuanzong man was ruined by Xiang Nan. His angry eyes were red. He pointed to Xiang Nan and said angrily, "What are you! We Haoranzong talked with Feiyun Temple, so it is your turn to speak? !"

Xiang Nan shrugged and sneered at each other: "Then what are you? The respected elders of Haoranzong and Feiyun Temple are there. It's your turn to yell and fart here?"

"You, you, you!" Xuanzong's manly words couldn't make a sentence that day.

"Me, me, me, what am I, am I wrong? You can refute my mistake." Xiang Nan hugged his shoulder.