The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 46 Shenxiu's Solo Performance

Daoran really never thought about competing for the first place. Growing up in Jinshan Temple, he really felt dizzy when he saw Buddhist scriptures.I usually try not to talk about the scriptures if I can, and only talk about chicken soup and various stalks I have heard in my previous life with others.

If it wasn't for meeting Zen Master Daoji this time, Daoran wouldn't even have the desire to participate.

When you see someone, send Fa Hai's letter up.

Regardless of Fa Hai's blindness, or some misunderstanding, Dao Ran has completed the task.

"I hope there are no other accidents." Daoran said to himself.

Although Daoran was not going to participate in the discussion, and he didn't even have a sign in his hand, from the time he boarded the boat to when he sat on the floating platform, his every move caught everyone's attention.

Dao Ran's name had already been spread among the people before the Law Conference officially started.

Regardless of whether Dao Ran speaks or not, he has already become the central figure in this law conference.

Seeing such a scene, the monks of Lingyin Temple felt heavy hearted.

Monk Daoling, who had to lie in the Lingyin Temple for recuperation due to serious injuries, soon received the news, but Monk Daoling didn't say anything, he just asked the little monk who reported the news to get out annoyed.

The door of the meditation room was closed, and dozens of twisted silk threads protruded from the cracks in the wall, intertwined into a human shape, and made a high-pitched voice to Monk Daoling: "Old monk, do you think I'm right? All your previous calculations are all in vain. It's lost."

"Monster, shut up." Monk Daoling said angrily.

These words sounded a little harsh, but Monk Daoling didn't expect that the method he racked his brains to come up with not only failed to make things difficult for him, but made his reputation even higher.

Before the name of the holy monk was only circulated among the local people, after the dissemination meeting, I am afraid that all Buddhist disciples in the world will know the name of the holy monk Daoran.

Who would have thought that this little monk could recite many Buddhist scriptures upside down?
And who would have thought that this little monk would generously give the sign to others?

This person didn't come to participate in the Fa Discussion Conference at all, he was clearly here to make trouble.

"Hehe, Lingyin Temple will definitely be notorious after this battle. These hundreds of monks can't get enough to eat. It's very interesting to go to the streets together for alms." The vague human figure twisted its body and made a high-pitched voice.

"Monster, what do you want to say?!" Dao Ling said viciously.

"As I said a long time ago, we have a common enemy. I can help you deal with this little monk, but you have to cooperate with me."

"I will never cooperate with evildoers even if I die." Monk Daoling said loudly.

"You will, you just think you still have a chance. You think that the little monk doesn't have a single sign, and Lingyin Temple still has a chance to win the first place in the law conference. But it doesn't matter, I still have a lot of time, I can wait until you realize the reality."

Dao Ling angrily grabbed a string of Buddhist beads and threw them at the silk figure. The beads scattered and tore the fragile figure into pieces.

He could no longer hear the bewitching words, but Dao Ling didn't relax at all.

The monster is right, Dao Ling still has a little luck.

Daoran didn't have a sign in his hand, so he would never speak, he couldn't speak, and he could talk about the law. As long as Shenxiu didn't have any problems, he would definitely win.

It's a pity that the injury on my body is still not healed, so I can't come to the scene in person, so I can only pray in my heart: "Bless the Buddha, we must let Shenxiu get the first place in the theory."

On the law conference, Shenxiu was standing on the central high platform.

He has stood in this position for a long time.

Except for the change of the signing rules, the process of the law discussion conference is not different from previous years.

Anyone can get on the high platform in the center.

Those who come to the stage must ask all the monks participating in the Dharma Conference a question about Buddhism. Of course, they also need to know the answer to this question.

If the answers of the people present are not as good as the answers of the people on the stage, then it is considered a firm foothold.

Others can then ask questions of those on stage.

If you can't answer, or if you are compared with other people's answers, then you have to get off the stage.

This cycle goes on and on, and whoever can stand on the stage the longest before the end of the law conference will become the veritable number one in law discussion.

This rule is based on the premise that no one will play tricks and play hooligans.

However, the monks participating in the Fa Discussion Conference also have face, and there will be no fools who risk offending monks all over the world and play rogues at the Fa Discussion Conference.

Therefore, in most cases, one question and one answer are well-behaved, and one must have real talents and real learning to be able to hold this high platform.

Under normal circumstances, even if you have confidence in yourself, you will not be on stage at the beginning.

Humans have limits. Facing hundreds of people's questions, how many times can I answer them?

So, let others go up first.

There will not be too many questions that each participant can prepare. The later, the fewer these difficult questions, the more likely to stand at the end.

Everyone thought so, so no one wanted to go on stage at first.

Until Shenxiu stood up, he never left the stage.

Daoran mixed in the crowd, quietly watching Shenxiu's performance.

Daoran also had to admit that this monk Shenxiu was indeed talented and learned. He did not memorize Buddhist scriptures by rote, but had his own set of understandings.

Not only that, but Daoran can tell that Shenxiu is extraordinary.

As a fellow practitioner, Daoran had a very clear sense of Shenxiu's changes.

"I haven't seen him in just a few days, but he has cultivated the power of Buddhism. Could it be some adventure? This Lingyin Temple really has something extraordinary." Dao Ran thought curiously.

After cultivating magic power, comparing with ordinary people is like cheating and bullying others.

Since Daoran cultivated mana accidentally, he is not only physically strong, it is difficult for mortals to hurt him, and when the mana is running, he can keep his mind clear and maintain strong energy for a long time without feeling tired.

This kind of debate by hundreds of people is the most exhausting.

If Shenxiu was an ordinary person, no matter how talented she was, she would not be able to resist the questioning of hundreds of people.But now that he has practiced mana, his whole body has been sublimated, which cannot be shaken by ordinary people.

I saw Shenxiu talking eloquently on the high platform. No matter who it was, no matter whether the questions were about the essence of Buddhist scriptures or the answers to Buddhist gatha, Shenxiu could calmly answer them.As long as Shenxiu asked casually, most of the monks would not be able to answer. Even if she could barely answer, Shenxiu would give a better answer, making the other party feel ashamed and admit defeat.

The whole Falun Dafa meeting became Shenxiu's personal performance, and all the monks admired her in their hearts, thinking that she was not as good as the other party.

However, the more people lost, the more eyes they looked at Daoran.

Shenxiu talked eloquently on the high platform, half of her attention was on Daoran.

In Shenxiu's view, even if he wins everyone, it's meaningless if he doesn't win.

However, this person doesn't have a sign in hand, how can I force him to deal with it?
(End of this chapter)