90,000 Years of Longevity

Soaring Cloud Temple, the living room.

Master Yi Deng had already left to get what Ye Bei wanted.

The remaining monks, at this time, all divided into two factions.

One group, headed by a young monk, resolutely questioned Ye Bei and wanted to drive him out of here.

The other faction was all older monks. They had seen a lot of people and things. Although Ye Bei was young, in the process of observation, they all found that Ye Bei was not simple. This type of people basically loved to keep silent and do not speak.

Over time, the younger monk became more and more unable to sit still.

Many of them were eager to try.

After a few seconds passed, a young monk in his twenties, with a calm face, left directly from his seat.

With his hands together, he went to the middle of the living room.

Taking a step forward, he first bent slightly towards Ye Bei, and then slowly said, "Ancestor! Master Abbot calls you that way. From this point of view, you must have a very high level of knowledge of Buddhism. Today, with many people as witnesses, I want to discuss Dharma with you."

There was a bit of doubt and arrogance in his voice.

"Correct…"

"Amitabha, it is necessary to explore the Dharma."

"If the Ancestor is really capable, I think everyone will be convinced."

Other young monks also opened their mouths to join.

At this moment, most of the monks here had some other mentality, and they had not discovered the uniqueness of Ye Bei.

"Discuss Dharma?" Hearing the words of the young monk, after a few more seconds, Ye Bei spoke quietly.

When he said this, he thought.

Discussing Dharma was in fact, asking and answering each other.

Dharma, passed on from generation to generation, and it was unknown how many years had passed...

Many of these things with great wisdom had been slowly preserved.

It was just that many things had certain ambiguities, and when this happened, they often needed to debate. Generally speaking, the higher the level of thinking, the more thorough when looking at the problem.

And since the appearance of the Buddha.

Every time, Ye Bei would encounter some Buddhist scholars and discuss Dharma.

Unfortunately, as far as Ye Bei was concerned, not everyone deserved him to talk about Buddhism or Dharma.

Throughout history, which one of them who had discussed with Ye Bei was not a celebrity through the ages? Which one of them did not affect the ten lifetimes? Which one was not among the greatest figures?

Unfortunately, in Ye Bei's eyes, these young monks were unqualified.

Moreover, the young monk was very ignorant. When Ye Bei said two words, he became silent. He immediately started to ask questions, "Ancestor! The Buddha said that all beings are equal. The Buddha is a living, and I am also a living. Then why, when I see the Buddha, I must kneel to him?"

Ye Bei listened and said nothing, but his thoughts flew far away.

He had heard this question countless times during that long life.

There were even many replicas.

For example, Ye Bei had once traveled through a desert, he saw a believer who went west to pray for Buddha.

The believer was in the wind and sun; his lips were chapped. Under the scorching sun, he was exhausted and could die at any time. 

And it happened that Ye Bei passed by.

When the believer saw Ye Bei, he exhausted his last effort and asked, "The Buddha said that all beings are equal, but why is it so difficult for me to see the Buddha above?"

" Buddha is in one's heart."

That day, Ye Bei dropped these five words, ignored the believer, and left the desert indifferently.

Once again, Ye Bei passed by a mountain.

There was also a temple on that mountain. There were only three monks in it. They complained to each other because of the water problem. The situation was very bad. At the end of the dispute, these three monks would rather suffer thirst than go to fetch water.

When Ye Bei walked into the temple.

The three monks were dying.

"Buddha pays attention to no desire, but why is it always thinking about alms and getting help from others?" Among them, a monk, with pale lips and unable to move his body, exhausted all his strength when he saw Ye Bei. He folded his hands together and asked in a hoarse voice.

Ye Bei replied lightly, "Help others will help yourself."

The monk listened.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth again and wanted to speak, but he found that Ye Bei had already left.

"Ancestor, do you have an answer?" Just as Ye Bei's thoughts were fluttering, the young monk frowned slightly in the meeting room and urged again.

After Ye Bei heard this, he recovered a little.

Then he put one hand on the table randomly while the other hand was on the knee. 

The indifferent gaze was just lightly placed on the young monk, and his mouth remained silent.

After the young monk saw it, his complexion was slightly red. 

"Why, can't you answer? This is the so-called Ancestor? I think you must have used some means to deceive the Abbot..." Then, the young monk accused Ye Bei without much thought.

But Ye Bei remained silent.

There was no anger, because the monk in front of him was not worth his anger.

Ye Bei didn't speak because he didn't deserve to let Ye Bei speak.

"Hehe, just one question, and you're already stumped? I also want to ask, Ancestor, if you are so powerful, then tell me, what is the Buddha?" Another young monk stood up and laughed coldly.

"Not only you don't understand Buddha, but you also don't understand Dharma! You can't answer even the most basic debates!" The third young monk stood up.

In the living room, at this moment, the atmosphere became extremely unfriendly.

Looking back at Ye Bei, he looked calm and composed as if those young monks did not exist at all.

But for this attitude of his, those young monks felt that he was disrespectful. 

But the other group of older monks was shocked in their hearts.

"Indifferent, silent, ignoring! This is the real purity of the six root sources of sins, all the people in the world, who can do this? Even we monks, when faced with accusations, are not too calm."

A monk in his fifties exclaimed in his heart. When he looked up at Ye Bei, he felt that this young man was too unfathomable.

"At this age, there is such great wisdom and attitude!"

"I am afraid that what Master Abbot said is true... this person is either the reincarnation of the holy Buddha or the existence with great wisdom."

"Awesome!"

These thoughts just appeared in their hearts, no one dared to really say them.

When Ye Bei ignored the aggressive questioning of the young monk, Master Yi Deng who went to fetch things returned. He dragged a simple box with both hands and walked in from the door.