Sky War Soul

"You have an answer?"

This is what he asked in great desperation.

Even the elder martial brother can't think of it. What can they do even if they want to break their scalp?

Therefore, the old monk Qimei can only throw the problem back to Chu Yun.

Hearing the cross examination of the old monk Qimei, all the abbots couldn't help but raise their heads, with doubts in their eyes.

They can't wait to know the real answer to the question.

Buddhist scriptures have existed for tens of thousands of years. I don't know how many times they have been revised during this period. What

can always leave behind is absolutely the essence of essence.

These two arguments contradict each other. It can never be a Buddhist Scripture problem. It can only be that you are not good at learning.

Chu Yun is in a good mood.

These great monks seem smart, but when it comes to sutras, they all become dead heads.

How can you come up with an answer if you don't know how to change?

This question, however, is one of the famous paradoxes of the last world. The answer is naturally all kinds of sophistry.

Since Chu Yun dare to put it forward, it means that he already has the answer in his mind.

"Senior, are you willing to admit defeat?"

Although he was proud of himself, Chu Yun did not show his humility.

"If you can say the answer that will convince all of us, you win."

Abbot Baojing looks at chuyun. He knows that in all likelihood he will lose.

Chu Yun, a boy, shows maturity that doesn't match his age everywhere.

Without an answer, he would never have asked such a question.

But it doesn't matter. As long as you can learn more from Chu Yun and understand the Sutra better, it's worth losing.

"Yes."

Other old monks nodded.

Of course, Chu Yun can win, but only if his answer can be accepted by these people.

If she doesn't have an answer, or the answer is obviously out of line, it means that there is light and shadow in a simple and disorderly world.

"In the world, when there is light, there is shadow. When there are good people, there will be evil people."

"A good man can achieve good results only after he has gone through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties; a wicked man puts down his butcher's knife and becomes a Buddha."

"The two conditions are very unequal, but that's just what it looks like."

Chu Yun said that, with a smile in his eyes, he deliberately swept over many old monks.

They each craned their necks and waited for the results to come back.

But Chu Yun was hanging his appetite on purpose and almost killed them.

You You mean it!

"Do you think it's easier to persuade a villain to abandon evil and turn to good than to let a good man achieve good results?"

Chu Yun's eyes sparkled with wisdom, which was the answer he had prepared for a long time, and now he has directly thrown it out.

Many of the abbots' expressions changed greatly. They all thought about Chu Yun's words like being struck by thunder.

With their minds, it's easy to tell the weight of Chu Yun's answer.

If it has to be described in two words, it is perfect!

There is no more perfect answer!

That's right.

It is no easier to persuade the evil man to abandon the evil and turn to the good than it is to persuade the good man to go through ninety-nine eighty-one.

The true meaning of Sutra can only be explained from this angle!

If you look at the problem from another perspective, what you get is quite different.

"Amitabha, I was so stubborn before."

Abbot Baojing took a deep breath, his face full of admiration: "if it wasn't for my little friend to give me some advice, I'm afraid I'm still stuck in it."

It's worth it!

Anyway, it's worth it this time.

Even if you pay to qingfulian, even if you pay a lot of treasure, it's worth listening to Chu Yun's talk!

"The mountain is poor and the water is doubtful. There is another village full of hidden flowers."

Chuyun smiled and comforted the abbot Baojing.

After all, I can only be regarded as a opportunist. Naturally, I can't afford the praise of Baojing.

Seeing that Chu Yun is not humble or arrogant, so modest, the abbot Baojing loves him a little more.

Chu Yun's understanding and comprehension of Buddhist scriptures are beyond his reach.

He was weaker, or he would never be inferior to those Bodhisattvas in the west of Foshan.

We should know that all Bodhisattvas have names and surnames. It is a rare honor to compare Chu Yun with them.

After a while, Baoqi also wakes up, his face is clear.

After returning to God, there is only admiration.

Being able to think about the problem from different perspectives, Chu Yun is a rare natural pride.

Unfortunately, he is not a Buddhist.

The other abbots, after finding out the answer, all thumbs up and take orally.

"I seldom serve people in Baokong's life, chuyun, but I want to say a word to you today, serve!"

The old monk stood up suddenly and danced excitedly.

An old face, completely red.

It was just too much excitement.

Chu Yun's Buddhist saying, if they can understand it, they may not be able to understand it for hundreds of years.

In such a simple sentence, they can broaden their horizons, spread their thinking and save at least one hundred years of hard work!

How much it costs, it's worth it!

"I never thought that sutras could be understood like this before."

"Different heights, the same thinking, different views."

"It's so easy for me!"

All the other abbots smiled.

"Elder martial brother, thank you for bringing Chu Yun's little friend here. Otherwise, we don't know how many detours we have to take."

Baoqi took a deep breath and said calmly, "my little friend's deep understanding of Buddhism is beyond my reach. Today's meditation will benefit all of us."

"Yes, we lost, but the joy of losing!"

"I've always been so strong. I never thought that I would be so happy to lose one day."

Many abbots, you speak me a word.

Chu Yun maintained a calm look, but in fact, his heart was already in bloom.

Big money, big money!

So many great emperors in Nirvana, everyone lost a treasure to me, am I not rich and invincible?

He breathed a little too fast with excitement. He never felt that his choice was so right.

"According to the previous rules, since we have lost, we should put on the lottery."

After glancing at the crowd, abbot Baojing opened his mouth.

"It's up to me."

Baoqi touches something from his sleeve robe and smilingly hands it to Chu Yun.

It's a blood red ginseng. Before it's near, it emits strong blood gas, like a fierce wave of Qi and blood rushing in the face.

"Fifty thousand years of blood dragon ginseng."

Abbot Boqi smiled blankly.

"Second elder martial brother, what a big hand!"

"Tut Tut, this 50000 year old blood dragon ginseng can not only prolong life, but also nourish yin and strengthen yang. Chuyun is young and energetic. Second younger martial brother, you are so mean! "

The abbot of Baojing stared at Baoqi with a smile, and there was a sense of joking between his words.

"Go to, who said that the blood dragon ginseng can only nourish yin and invigorate Yang. If you just put it on the tip of your nose and smell it every day, you can increase your blood gas out of nothing. If it is taken, the effect is even better. "

Said, treasure Qi also hum a: "this wait for treasure, change to be average person, I just don't willing to send out!"

"Thank you very much, master Boqi."

Chu Yun's eyes are straight. He takes the blood dragon ginseng with his hands.

This is a panacea for 50000 years.

Ten thousand years of miraculous medicine is already very precious. What's the concept of fifty thousand years of miraculous medicine?

It's almost finished!

"Little friend, I have nothing to offer. Do you want the lion at the door? Just take it back as a mount! "

Qimei old monk Baokong said with a smile.

Chu Yun was stunned, but soon realized that he was joking.

"Go away, you dare to covet even my mount."

Baoqi rolled his eyes.

It turns out that the lion is Baoqi's mount.

"It's just a joke. It's my gift."

Baokong handed a golden relic and said solemnly: "I have played with it for nearly a thousand years. It has been polished smooth and mellow, especially hard and unstoppable. Use it as a concealed weapon to shoot, keep the gods away from killing gods, Buddha away Well, stop the demons

He almost said "when the Buddha died" and fortunately stopped in time.

I really want to say that, but it's very disrespectful.

"Little friend, this is my head."

"This is my lottery!"

"It's mine..."

“……”

More than ten abbots, each of whom presented his own color.

Sure enough, all of them are precious treasures, which are dazzling to Chu Yun's eyes.

The status of these people is no less than that of the head of the seventh house of yaochi. Although they are monks, they are still very rich.

Even the most colorful ones are two war pills.

I can't even think of it if I want to put it in normal time.

Although I have thousands of elixirs, compared with them, they are still insignificant.

After all the treasures were put away, Chu Yun's heart beat wildly.

He began to rejoice how right he had chosen.

Because Chu Yun's ideas are novel and precious, they all want to go back early and study hard.

"First of all, this time."

As the elder martial brother, Baojing knows what other younger martial brothers think, and directly opens his mouth to announce the end.

After saying goodbye to each other, many abbots left in a hurry.

Soon, only Baojing and chuyun were left in Hanshan Temple.

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity."

At the time of parting, Chu Yun's expression was full of sincerity.

If it wasn't for Baojing to invite him, how could he get such an opportunity?

Baojing nodded: "your knowledge and understanding of Buddhism has conquered all of us. We lost the lottery to you, and you deserve it."

"Just..."

When Abbot Baojing turned his voice, his eyes were very profound: "since you have so high attainments in Buddhism, your achievements will be excellent in the future. Why do you have to go on the road of magic Buddha?"

Chu Yun was shocked, and then realized that the abbot of Baojing was the great emperor of nirvana. He was afraid that he had already seen through his cover.

In other words, other abbots are also aware of these.

"When I first met you, I felt that there was a magic smell in your body. It was not strong at that time. I didn't expect that now, you have completely set foot on the road of magic Buddha! "

Abbot Baojing sighed, as if he was lamenting.