Chapter 195 Two Children Arguing About the Sun

Chapter 195 Two Children Arguing about the Sun

"I remember that I accepted a registered disciple here, but I don't know how he is now."

Ye Fan stood at the border of the Southern Wilderness, looking at the endless desert, with a look of reminiscence on his face.

The child Ye Fan looked so pitiful at the time.

He was homeless and almost starved to death.

Ye Fan was kind-hearted and accepted him as a registered disciple.

He taught him the cultivation method and gave him a lot of physical fitness before leaving.

Ye Fan didn't stay in the Western Region for a long time.

If it weren't for this special trip, Ye Fan would have forgotten about it long ago.

I really can't remember it.

Through Lao Wu's incarnation, he could feel that Lao Wu's real body was indeed in that direction.

What Ye Fan taught this disciple was the Styx Blood Evil Divine Power.

In addition to the two sword intentions of Avici Yuantu, it is normal for those people to regard him as an evil demon.

I'm afraid those guys want to convert him.

These creatures in the West can be regarded as gods and Buddhas in the world of Journey to the West.

It's just that what they believe in is not Zhunti, Vairocana Tathagata, etc.

But it is the Pure and Free King Buddha.

At the same time, in the West of the Outer Realm.

In a magnificent temple.

At this time, outside the temple, many monks gathered to watch.

There is no other reason, because there are two monks fighting here.

The fight between the monks in the West is not to use their magic to fight.

Instead, they distinguish the level of each other's realm by discerning the meaning of the scriptures.

In the middle of the crowd that is constantly gathering, two monks stand opposite each other.

An old monk is traveling around the temple.

And the other middle-aged monk is the abbot of this temple.

"It is indeed a great monk. I admire you."

This is the middle-aged monk clasping his hands together and saying this to the old monk.

After a pause, he continued, "I have another question here. If you can answer it, I will call you the strongest monk."

"Just tell me!" The old monk bowed his hands and made a gesture of asking for permission.

"When the wind blows and the clouds move, is it the wind or the clouds that move?"

"Neither the wind nor the clouds move, but the heart moves."

"What is the heart?"

"This"

Just a question stumped the old monk who traveled here.

Then an embarrassed look appeared on the old monk's face, and he was obviously embarrassed.

"Haha, monk, it seems that you still have to continue traveling." The middle-aged monk put his hands together and said calmly.

At this time, a voice suddenly floated out from the crowd.

"In the past, there were two children arguing about the sun. Dare to ask what the sun is?"

As the question sounded, a young monk stood out from the crowd.

After hearing the young monk's question, countless people present fell into confusion, with a thoughtful look on their faces.

In the past, there were two children arguing about what the sun is.

"Isn't the sun the sun?" There were many curious people in the crowd, "They don't even know what the sun is, what are these two children arguing about! It's pure nonsense!"

When these words came out, the middle-aged monk in the crowd and the old monk who traveled here were all stunned.

Then, they realized the deep Zen meaning of this word.

They don't even know what Zen is, and they dare to debate here?

It's like two children who don't even know what the sun is, but dare to argue about the sun.

Isn't this nonsense? If it is spread out, it will definitely make people laugh!

"Immeasurable Buddha, I didn't expect that there is such a great monk in your temple. I am ashamed of myself."

The old monk put his hands together and bowed to the host.

Then, he thanked the young monk devoutly, "Thank you for letting me have some enlightenment. You are so young and have such profound Buddhist principles. It's amazing."

"Ah?"

A monk next to him was dumbfounded, "He is the one with the worst qualifications here. He can only water flowers and sweep the floor on weekdays."

The old monk did not speak, but just took a deep look at the young monk, then said goodbye and turned away.

After he left, the abbot of the temple walked up to the young monk and said, "Shenxiu, you will practice with me in the future."

The young monk shook his head, "Master, I will sweep the floor and water the flowers on weekdays, but forget about practicing."

"If you don't study hard, how can you get my mantle?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the monks around him were red.

This is equivalent to passing the position of the abbot of the temple to him.

"Master, it's not that I don't want to learn from you, but you can't teach what my master once taught me." The young monk replied.

After saying this, Shenxiu left everyone behind.

After returning to his house, Shenxiu couldn't help feeling a little melancholy when he looked at the portrait hanging on the wall.

In the portrait, there was a handsome man in white clothes.

This was the master mentioned by Shenxiu.

"Thinking back to when Master was old, he taught me Buddhist principles that you people can understand."

Shenxiu sighed slightly and sighed.

I still remember what Master told him, "If I become a Buddha one day, I will make this world free of demons. If I become a demon one day, I will kill all the Buddhas in the world!"

Such domineering and heroic momentum, how can those bald donkeys outside understand it?

"Hey, Master wants me to practice the Tathagata Palm to the tenth style before I can find it."

"Now I have practiced to the ninth style, I don't know when I can break through this last move?"

Shenxiu murmured in his heart, shook his head and continued to sit cross-legged to practice.

On the other side.

In a world.

Here the sky stood, with endless smoke and haze, pouring down like a torrent of colorful light.

All the sights were a scene of falling ceilings.

In the highest peak, there was actually a blood river flowing.

And under the blood river, a young man in a blood robe sat cross-legged here.

With blood-red long hair and blood-red eyes, he looked so weird.

At this time, the young man raised his head with difficulty.

Above the layers of floating clouds, in the endless void, there was a pair of big suns that day, with eyes as deep as starlight falling down and looking at him.

"Old dog, you've wasted your time trying to take over my body, but you don't know that this is what my master gave me. You'd better stop dreaming!"

"You still claim to be a high monk, but you actually did such a dirty thing, it's really shameful!"

As his voice came out, this world also shook and swayed.

The heaven and earth shook, and a word seemed to be able to overturn the sky.

"You don't have to waste your energy. This is the world in my palm. I advise you to hand over your body obediently. I will give you a quick death, otherwise hehe"

With a whisper, the shattered void of this world began to heal.

The space cracks that were destroyed before were all melted into nothingness at this moment.

The outside world.

Inside a magnificent palace.

This is Zhenyuan Temple, one of the largest temples in the Western Regions.

At the top of the main hall of the temple, an old man in a cassock sat cross-legged.

"Abbot, this monster is full of evil spirits, why don't we just save it directly."