Monkey King's Infinite Devour

Chapter 87

Chapter 87

During this period, Sun Xiaosheng understood what happened, Tathagata also understood, Avalokitesvara and Maitreya both understood.

But because they understood, they stopped talking at this time.

It was originally just a battle between disciples and disciples, but now it has become a contest between Tathagata and Bodhi.

Today, if Sun Xiaosheng kneels, then Bodhi will lose, if Sun Xiaosheng does not kneel down, then Tathagata will lose.

Now that he is in Lingshan, Tathagata naturally doesn't want to lose, how embarrassing is it to lose?
But Sun Xiaosheng's side.

To be honest, Bodhi really didn't think that much, he just saw that Sun Xiaosheng didn't want to bow down, he just helped Sun Xiaosheng, and didn't have the intention of competing with Tathagata, because the latter was too involved in the show.

Thus, Tathagata once again lowered a wave of coercion, crushing towards Sun Xiaosheng.

A blue light flickered again in the distance.

"Bang~" The two kinds of mana collided together, and the air was vibrating. Because of the friction of the air, thunder and cracks continued to explode.

At this time, the Buddhas also understood that this was a contest between two big bosses.

"Bang~"

There was another muffled sound, and the gang wind scattered like knives.

Everyone quickly used their mana to resist.

Sun Xiaosheng was a little speechless, what should he do if he can't use mana at this time?Could it be resisting with the flesh?
Even if Sun Xiaosheng is confident at this time, he dare not touch the aftermath of the boss.

So, Sun Xiaosheng ran directly behind Avalokitesvara.

"Well, comfortable!"

Avalokitesvara: "..."

When the strong wind dissipated, Tathagata's face was a little gloomy.

Because he knew that in today's situation, he lost.

Of course, if Tathagata wanted to kill Sun Xiaosheng, Bodhi would not be able to stop him within Lingshan, but if he simply wanted the latter to kneel down, it seemed impossible.

Thinking of this, Tathagata said calmly: "Okay, since you didn't come to salute, you can go back!"

Now Tathagata does not want to see Sun Xiaosheng.

And Sun Xiaosheng, who was hiding behind Avalokitesvara, also smiled when he heard the words: "That's naturally the best. I'm not here because I want to salute, but to tell you that I have come on behalf of the people under Bodhi's sect; I am your honored guest!"

After speaking, Sun Xiaosheng arched his hands, saluted, and then left.

Guanshiyin looked at Sun Xiaosheng's back with a strange expression on his face.

Looking down at his waist, just now, Sun Xiaosheng grabbed it...

"He's really a disciple~" Guanyin thought to himself.

Seeing Sun Xiaosheng leave, Tathagata felt a little headache.

"Why is there no such disciple under my sect?"

After speaking, he looked at an empty lotus platform, where his junior brother, Jin Chanzi, was seated before.

Jin Chanzi is the best talent at Lingshan Pass, the highest talent, and the highest cultivation.

It's just that the latter insisted that he had found a first-line opportunity to break through, and used the golden cicada's shelling technique to forcefully turn himself into a mentally handicapped child.

"Smart teeth, bold and reckless!"

This is Sun Xiaosheng's first impression on Tathagata.

In Guanyin's eyes, Sun Xiaosheng is not only audacious, but also a disciple.

……

When Sun Xiaosheng returned to his residence, his expression was not as relaxed as in Daleiyin Temple.

On the contrary, Sun Xiaosheng's face is a little heavy now.

Although he entered the Great Leiyin Temple, the pressure there did not have any effect on him.

If it weren't for the fact that his physical body is really terrifying, he really couldn't bear the continuous supply of immortal power from the starry sky dantian.

Inside, Sun Xiaosheng felt that his magic power was running slowly, even a little jerky. After a long time, his eyes were a little swollen, and he was a little dizzy due to pain.

"Although I don't know what Tianting is like, but I think it should be no worse than Lingshan."

Sun Xiaosheng bowed his head and muttered to himself, tapping the folding fan lightly in his hand.

"Take Huaguo Mountain and go back to seclusion without asking about world affairs?" Sun Xiaosheng frowned.

In fact, beating and killing is very annoying, and even if you are not careful, you may die.

Is it really that simple?
His identity as a stone monkey will be revealed sooner or later.

At that time, those people above will know that this uncontrolled chess piece appears again, what will happen like a horse?
You should think that some operators are generally good, and there is a cheat, no matter how well you hide it, they will find a way to find it out for you, and then kill it completely.

Taking a deep breath, Sun Xiaosheng shook his head.

"Hey, are you destined to fight all over the sky?" Sun Xiaosheng felt a little melancholy.

In fact, that monkey who is not afraid of the sky and the earth is already dead, he is just a dick, fortunately he traveled through time and became a monkey.

If possible, he hopes that he can live a life of immortality and carefree life.

"Take a step and look at it. It's true. I, Sun Xiaosheng, are not afraid!"

Feeling that he was thinking too much, Sun Xiaosheng just didn't think about it.

Isn't it just a fight? If it is really inevitable, he, Sun Xiaosheng, is not afraid of anyone, because he is the soul of the Chinese people.

At dawn the next day, Jin Chan lay down by Sun Xiaosheng's window and shouted: "Friend Xingzhe, today is the day of debating Zen."

"Ah~" Sun Xiaosheng got up, looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Your place is really noisy, there are people chanting scriptures all night, or the sound of knocking wooden fish." Sun Xiaosheng was a little speechless.

Listening to old monks chanting scriptures should have a hypnotic effect, right?

Sun Xiaosheng is like asking who said it now, when you want to sleep when the fuck, you hear the old monks buzzing the scriptures all over the mountain, like a fucking fly.

Jin Chanzi's second couplet was hacked: "Benefactor, the scriptures are our compulsory courses, please don't comment on yourself."

Seeing this little old-fashioned Jin Chanzi, Sun Xiaosheng didn't want to say anything.

"Let's go."

……

The place of Bianchan is in a Bianchan ancestral hall in Lingshan.

This time, Maitreya presided over the debate.

Sun Xiaosheng and Jin Chanzi did not participate, but acted as bystanders or judges.

Because they are all personal descendants of the powerful, they naturally have such rights.

"Salute~"

exclaimed a Buddha.

On the right are the disciples of Bodhi Gate, and on the left are the disciples of Lingshan.

When they heard the salute, they all bowed to Maitreya, and then bowed to Maitreya's left hand, which was the golden cicada.

Finally, I bowed to Sun Xiaosheng, Sun Xiaosheng, in Maitreya's left hand.

Because people are landlords, it is normal to pay homage to them first, but Sun Xiaosheng didn't have much objection.

When the salutation was over, the Buddha spoke softly again.

"Benchan, start now!"

As soon as the Buddha's words fell, Lingshan disciples were obviously eager to try.

But the disciples under Bodhi's school were indeed a little nervous and a little timid.

Seeing this, Sun Xiaosheng smiled: "No need to be nervous, just be happy!"

As soon as these words came out, the people under Bodhi's sect relaxed a lot.

Since you know you are going to lose, why be nervous?

Thinking of this, someone finally came out.

The one who came out of Bodhi's door was the disciple who harvested the turf before.

After the addresses saluted each other, the debate began.

"Dare to ask you, why does the wind arise? Is it rooted or rootless, man-made or natural?"

This is the first Zen practice developed by Lingshan disciples.

The face of Bodhi's outer door turned bitter instantly, this first Zen machine was very tricky.

Then he thought about it, Wukong said before, let himself tell the truth.

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So, the Bodhi disciple replied: "It is nature, the source. I feel the direction of the wind, and that direction is also the source of the wind."

Of course, anyone who achieves transcendence can also create wind, which can actually be considered man-made, but the wind created by man absorbing the natural force of heaven and earth, in my opinion, is still natural.

"What is nature?"

"It's just natural~"

"What is the source of nature?"

"The root of nature is still nature~"

"click~"

The Bodhi disciple couldn't bear it anymore, and then he took out a Putian and just clicked it.

When Sun Xiaosheng heard this, he almost fell off the chair for a moment.

Then he saw Maitreya Golden Cicada and all the Buddhas looking at him together.

Sun Xiaosheng was a little speechless, what the hell, they eat futons, what do you think I am doing?

"The root of nature is still nature, everything is natural, and Taoism is also natural." Bodhi disciple said while chewing on Putian, what he said was perfect.

For a moment, the Lingshan disciple was also stunned.

He suddenly couldn't think of anything else to ask, because Bianchan could only ask one question, knowing that he got the answer he wanted.

"Fellow Taoist, you've been taught!" The Lingshan disciple saluted slightly.

This time, the Bodhi disciple asked Zen.

It's just that the disciples under Bodhi's door suddenly discovered that there seemed to be no Zen mechanism to explain.

It seems that debating Zen is actually finding fault, right?
Thinking of this, Bodhi disciples are happy, who wouldn't find fault?
"May I ask who is behind me?"

Lingshan disciples were a little confused for a moment.

Xindao, do you know what's behind it?Is it behind the present, or worth the background?

The disciples of Lingshan couldn't answer for a while, this Zen is difficult to understand.

Anyway, no matter what you say, the latter will basically refuse.

"Hahaha, what a wonderful Zen mechanism." At this time, Maitreya praised sincerely.

Sun Xiaosheng also smiled, and at the same time he also found that this outer disciple, in fact, is a bit inferior in aptitude, but he is not stupid at all.

In the first round, Gu Ming wondered that Bodhi's disciples won.

The second game begins.

"I went to class early in the morning. I saw that I passed the ancestral hall, passed the courtyard, came to the hall of morning class, and then sat down."

Excuse me, why did I pass by the ancestral hall?

"If it's not the ultimate path, it's because you're in a hurry!" Bodhi's servant replied.

At this point they have begun to let go of themselves.Anyway, after winning a game, they don't seek the next victory.

It's just that Lingshan disciple's head is full of black lines, why are you swearing?
But he thought about it, at the beginning, he really didn't pass by the ancestral hall, and he really looked like a pain in the ass.

In a word, bet on the latter to death.

Maitreya's face trembled.

"Second match, Bodhi's family wins!"

No doubt, the latter asked again, who is behind me?
Then the third game, the fourth game.

The disciples of Bodhimen, what they said was simply vulgar, but it was the real truth.

However, their questions are all, who is behind me?Or, what's behind me?
How to answer this frankly, is simply a bunch of shameless people.

(End of this chapter)