Happy Little Scholar

"All living beings are Buddhas, you and I are all Buddhas..."

"The master has already told us the answer."

"So this is what Master Tanyin meant when he looked at us just now."

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After the reminder from the handsome young man, everyone finally understood the deep meaning of Master Tanyin. The master is indeed a master, who can prove the Buddhist theory to the invisible level. They can't help but admire him deeply.

Of course, the few people who had doubted Master Tanyin just now regretted it so much. This was disrespectful to Master Tanyin and to the Buddha. After returning, they must donate more incense money to wash away their sins.

And the handsome young man who had a deep attainment in Buddhism naturally won the favor of everyone. I don't know which young man he is. The young are awesome, the young are awesome!

The monks of Hanshan Temple were full of joy. After Li Yi's reminder, they immediately remembered which former Tang monk said that sentence. It was the words of the Sixth Patriarch Huineng. Foreign monks could not refute it at all, because refuting this sentence would be refuting the Sixth Patriarch, and it would be refuting themselves.

The monks had heard this sentence before, but they did not expect that this sentence could actually answer that question. They sighed in their hearts that their practice was still not enough compared to this young donor.

When someone is happy, someone else is sad. The monks of Hanshan Temple were happy, and the faces of several young monks in Qi State suddenly changed. They did not expect that they could break the situation so quickly, and in such an almost incredible way.

This was simply stealing a chicken and losing a rice. It did not stump the monks of Hanshan Temple, but helped them to become famous.

"All living beings are Buddhas... Master Tanyin, it is indeed well-deserved." The old monk Zhixin always had a smile on his face, but when he spoke, he looked at Li Yi with an inexplicable look.

As for the monk holding the iron rod, who was called a bitter monk by Li Mingzhu, his face was as calm as ever.

"Master, do you really mean this?" Li Xuan looked at Li Yi suspiciously.

He didn't believe that Li Yi had the ability to read minds, nor did he believe that Master Tan Yin really thought so. He only believed that when Li Yi opened his mouth, he could turn black into white, wrong into right, and return to secular life as the monk said. He himself had a deep understanding of this.

"Is it important?" Li Yi glanced at him and whispered.

"Is it not important?"

"Is it important?"

"Is it not important?"

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"Son-in-law!"

Just as Li Yi and Li Xuan were arguing about philosophical issues, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the opposite side of the crowd. Xiaohuan carefully squeezed through the crowd with a paper bag in her hand.

She walked up to Li Yi, raised the paper bag in her hand happily, and said, "Son-in-law, try this. This is the hanging flower cake I bought outside just now. It's delicious."

Li Yi pinched a piece and put it in his mouth. Although the taste was not as good as Wan Ruoqing's, it was barely acceptable. He looked at Xiao Huan and asked, "Why are you here alone? Where is the young lady?"

"The young lady accompanied the old lady to listen to the master's lecture. I ran out alone." The little maid said happily, "I will go to them now and tell them that the son-in-law is here too."

She wanted to go back in a hurry, but because she walked too fast, she accidentally dropped the paper bag in her hand on the ground, and the cakes were scattered all over the ground. Some pieces even fell on the monk shoes of the nearest old monk Zhixin.

"Ah, sorry, sorry." She squatted down in a hurry to pick it up. When she was about to pick up a piece that fell at the feet of the iron stick monk, the monk's face suddenly showed a trace of fierceness, and he shouted in a low voice: "Get out!"

After that, he raised his foot and kicked the little maid.

Clang!

At the same time, a palace guard felt that the long sword on his waist suddenly came out of the sheath, and a flash of sword light swung straight towards the monk's thigh.

The bitter monk could still kick the little maid away, but the price was his leg.

Whether this deal is worthwhile or not, I'm afraid you can understand it just by thinking about it. The next moment, he took his foot back without hesitation.

Li Yi helped the little maid up, threw the knife in his hand to the guard, and looked at the bitter monk of Qi with a cold light in his eyes.

"The bitter monk hates women the most and doesn't like women to get close to him." Li Mingzhu stepped forward to explain.

This sudden scene interrupted the affectionate gaze between Master Tanyin and Monk Zhixin, and the eyes of the people around them were temporarily shifted here.

"Don't be rude when overcoming difficulties." The old monk Zhixin stopped the middle-aged monk who was holding the iron stick.

"Is this all your Buddha taught you?" Li Yi narrowed his eyes and asked the bitter monk.

The people around also understood what had just happened, and the atmosphere became a little noisy.

"That monk, he dared to commit a crime here, so he should be dragged out and beaten to death with sticks, so as not to be an eyesore." After one person made a suggestion, everyone agreed.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged monk asked in a deep voice with a violent look in his eyes.

"You don't know who I am?" Li Yi looked at him, not hiding the coldness in his eyes.

"How can I..." The middle-aged monk just said three words, and the old monk Zhixin suddenly stepped in front of him to stop him from continuing.

The old monk Zhixin finally showed a moving look on his face, looked up at Li Yi, and said slowly: "I didn't expect that there are such powerful people in Jingguo. I am not good at seeing people. I dare to ask this little donor, who are you?"

"What are they talking about?" The arrogant loli looked puzzled, looked up at this place and asked Li Xuan.

"I don't know." Li Xuan shook his head. His mind was also a mess.

However, he was very clear about one thing. This group of foreign monks might not be in a good situation this time.

Li Mingzhu's expression was also puzzled. One of the masters who taught her kung fu was a Buddhist monk. Although she could not be said to be proficient in Buddhist principles, she had some basic knowledge. However, she was still confused by the conversation between Li Yi and the old monk.

Not only Shouning and Li Xuan, but everyone present was at a loss, and they felt that their IQ was not enough again.

The young man only asked a very ordinary question, how could he become a great man and a master? Is the old monk named Zhixin mentally broken?

When they looked at Master Tanyin, they realized that the master seemed to be in deep thought.

"Could it be that there is really something mysterious in that sentence just now?" Such thoughts emerged in everyone's mind.

They looked around, one at me, the other at you, and saw confusion and puzzlement in each other's eyes.

"This young donor's understanding of Buddhism has probably reached another level." At this time, the old monk who was slapped back by the bitter monk said softly.

"Master, what exactly do they mean?" When everyone was scratching their heads, someone who understood finally appeared, and the old monk's shiny head suddenly became the focus of the crowd.

"Amitabha." The old monk chanted a Buddhist name and explained: "The question the young donor asked just now is actually "Who am I?" It seems simple, but it actually contains great wisdom. The "I" in the question is not the "I" we think. To answer this question, we must first jump out of "I" and look at everything around us with a detached mind... Therefore, the young donor's question is extremely difficult to answer. And Master Zhixin's question "Who are you" is also similar to this question."

After hearing the old monk's words, everyone looked dazed, and the expressions on their faces------even more confused than before.

What am I, I am me, I am not me, jump out of me------who am I?

After all, he is a master. Just a few words made them doubt life.

They still didn't understand the key to the problem, but there was one thing they finally figured out.

The young man's Buddhist teachings were very profound, so profound that they couldn't see through them at all. The old monk named Zhixin couldn't answer the question he asked just now, so he kicked the question back in a roundabout way.

This foreign monk, can you have some shame!

In an instant, everyone looked at Monk Zhixin with contempt.