Journey to the West I am the Demon Lord of Hundred Eyes

Chapter 240 The Little Monk Debates the Sutras, The Buddha Will Change

Wu Ming accepted Ge Tianshi.

The position of Dao Protector True Monarch has no restrictions on him, although the gods called him True Monarch in the past, but that is only the recognition of his profound Taoism, and he is only a fifth-rank heavenly official, and there is no Taoist sect to seal him.

This is roughly the same as the Arhats and Bodhisattvas of Buddhism, but they are sealed by Buddhism, but they are also recognized after submitting to the Jade Emperor, but they do not enjoy the salary of the heaven.

Wu Ming opened his eyes, and he didn't have any worries about the test of the Lingbao Sect, but Ge Tianshi seemed to ask himself to help him to be tough. Could it be that there are some problems within the Lingbao Sect?
Withdrawing the spell, the staff and passengers in the inn did not notice it at all.

Yuan Tiangang knocked on the door outside.

"Master, the Buddhist meeting at Huasheng Temple has started again."

Wu Ming immediately got up and went out of the inn with him and went straight to Huasheng Temple.

The innkeeper looked puzzled, and asked the waiter beside him: "It seems that these two guests haven't eaten a grain of rice or touched a drop of water in the past two days?"

Dude thought about it and it is true.

"Maybe the two Taoists are going out to eat?"

The innkeeper didn't feel like it, but he didn't say much.

The second sutra debate in Huasheng Temple was obviously much more intense than yesterday.

"Daoist Fuyun is here, the abbot has already ordered you to take your seat in the Yun Tower."

It was the monk Kongjing who talked with monk Daoan that day.

Wu Ming nodded: "Master, thank you."

"Please."

The Yun Tower is the attic that the young man went up to yesterday, but today there are some old monks whose eyebrows are about to fall out.

Seeing Wu Ming coming, they all stood up to greet him.

"True Monarch's lecture yesterday really opened our eyes."

An old monk said that Wu Ming remembered that he was the abbot of Jinyun Temple.

"The elder was joking, how can superficial views compare with those of the Buddhist monks?"

Looking at the high platform, it was a young monk with extraordinary bearing and profound Dharma, and several eminent monks were defeated by him.

This person seems to be a monk from Huasheng Temple.

In the corner, Monk Dao'an felt a little uncomfortable after seeing Wu Ming, and hid behind everyone, not daring to show his face.

"Junior Kong Jing, why is that Taoist priest here with all the elders?"

Monk Kongjing smiled and said: "That Taoist priest has profound Dharma, but yesterday he discussed Buddhism with the elders, but he won the respect of the elders."

At this moment, I saw a young monk stepping up to the high platform.

"That's a disciple of Zen Master Faming of Jinshan Temple, but how did he get him to play?"

All the monks were amazed. Even the young monk in Huasheng Temple was in his 20s. How could Jinshan Temple send out a doll in his teens? Is it possible that at such an age he can be proficient in Buddhist principles?I'm afraid I can't read all the words!

"Senior Brother Fa Ming, is there something wrong with this guy from your temple?"

This Buddhist meeting is no joke, if something goes wrong, it will make the world ridicule, it will damage luck.

All the monks on the Yunlou looked at the monk Faming who was beside him, and Wu Ming also noticed this eminent monk.

Is this old monk the Faming monk who started Journey to the West?
Dharma name stretched out his hand unhurriedly, and said, "Everyone, please take a look."

Everyone looked towards the high platform.

The young monk from Huasheng Temple was the first to ask the question, but the young monk answered it easily.

Then the little monk asked questions.

Unexpectedly, the other side was unable to answer for a long time, and the eminent monks on the Yun Tower were also secretly shocked when they heard it. They even had to think for a while before they could answer.

"We're afraid that we underestimate the disciple of Elder Ming!"

Everyone also thought that Faming brought two disciples here this time, and this was the first one. Maybe the other person also had some luck at Jinshan Temple.

The young monks of Huasheng Temple were defeated very quickly. Not long after, several monks came up to debate, but they were all rendered speechless.

All the monks in the venue were awed by the young monk's profound Buddhist teachings.

Wu Ming raised his head and looked up to the sky, the Buddhist luck of Nanfang Buzhou was constantly gathering on the little monk.

And for the next five days, the little monk sat firmly on the high platform, and a famous monk was refuted by him, and no monk came to the stage at the back.

On the sixth day, there were only two people, one morning and one afternoon, and on the seventh day, no one appeared on the stage until Jin Wuxi sank.

The little monk sat on the high platform, just closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name, ignoring everything.

On the Yunlou Tower, most of the abbots and eminent monks of various temples stared closely at the young monk Fakong with their eyes wide open, sweeping away the rotten air.

"The hour has come."

An eminent monk reminded.

Divine Monk Kongji nodded, and then came out and said loudly: "This is the end of this sutra debate meeting, and the winner is Jinshan Temple, Fakong."

"Amitabha!"

All the monks saluted in unison.

But at this moment, a figure jumped out of the clouds, wrapped in a gust of black wind, rushed towards the little monk Fakong, wrapped him up and wanted to escape.

All the monks had never expected such a shocking change.

After that, a few figures fell down, they were the eminent monks of Huasheng Temple in the cloud, and they all died in a miserable state at the moment.

"Where is the evildoer!"

Divine Monk Kongji and Zen Master Faming got up first and flew out, throwing their cassocks with a hula to stop the black wind.

Wu Ming stood on the cloud tower and didn't move, but the thousand pupils reappeared in his eyes, and he took in the scene in the cloud.

The black wind that came from nowhere was stopped by two eminent monks and had no choice but to show up.

But it was a Taoist priest wearing a black and white Taoist robe, and the little monk was held in his hand.

"Let him go."

Faming shouted.

The Taoist priest had a strange expression on his face. He drew out his sword and slashed at him.

The two monks fought together on the top of the cloud, and many eminent monks with magical powers came forward and surrounded them after they realized it.

All the monks' attention was on the cloud, but they didn't pay attention to the bottom.

Fa Hai was worried about the situation of his master and his younger brother, but suddenly a black light enveloped him.

"Roar!"

A dragon chant came out, and even after being imprisoned, a figure held Fa Hai under his ribs and was about to walk out.

"where are you going?"

The monk went all the way around the monks, but no one noticed, and when he was approaching the door, he found a Taoist blocking his way.

"Amitabha, this junior brother got caught in the rain and got a cold, so the little monk took him to the medical center to have a look."

Wu Ming smiled and said: "It's okay, Pindao is proficient in medical skills, let Pindao take a look, no money."

"Forget it, how dare you bother the Taoist priest with trivial matters."

He was about to leave Wu Ming and go out, but he grabbed him.

"Nie Zhan, how dare you lie to me?"

The monk immediately knew that the matter had been revealed, and wanted to kill him, but he grabbed Wu Ming with his sharp claws.

But he couldn't move after raising his hand, a lotus flower covered him on top.

Wu Ming general Fa Hai took over from him.

"Hide your head and show your tail, act now!"

With a thunderous shout, the monk's layer of skin fell off immediately, but there was nothing in it, only a cloud of black air was about to break free and escape.

But at this moment, a ray of Buddha's light wiped out the black air.

There was only a loud shout.

"That Taoist was restless and kind, and kidnapped Zen Master Faming's disciple!"

(End of this chapter)