Pavilion Master Buddha frowned and thought to himself, "Is this guy going to return the Sarira?" "If I don't participate in this restoration of the scripture, I'm afraid I won't get anything this time."
He could not help but shake his head and sigh. He was a little disappointed with Xiao Yang.
As a young talent, he should have a strong and unyielding heart. How could he give up so easily after being bullied by a few people?
On the contrary, Wuhua and the others' eyes lit up when they saw Xiao Yang's action. They were excited. If Xiao Yang was willing to hand over the Sarira, their chances of getting it would greatly increase.
"Humph, Xiao Yang, you know what's good for you. The Sarira is an object of great virtue. Only people with great virtue are qualified to have it. Why don't you hand it over quickly?"
Wuhua roared at Xiao Yang proudly. He raised his head arrogantly, thinking that Xiao Yang was sensible enough to compromise.
Several disciples of the Buddha Pavilion next to him also smiled with contempt in their eyes. They looked at Xiao Yang disdainfully, thinking that Xiao Yang was easy to bully. Otherwise, how could he be defeated in a few words?
"Xiao Yang, you don't have the benevolence of a saint. You'd better give up the Sarira. A sacred object like the Sarira is naturally owned by the virtuous. Why be greedy?"
"Yes, I think Senior Brother Wuhua has the character of great virtue. He is the best owner of the Sarira."
"This is inevitable. Senior Brother Wuhua's attainments in Buddhism are profound. He will certainly play a great role in the restoration of the scripture. Once the scripture is restored, he will be immortalized. His contribution will not go unnoticed. "
Pavilion Master Buddha smiled and narrowed his eyes. He was very pleased with the performance of these disciples of the Buddha Pavilion. He looked at Xiao Yang and said calmly, "Xiao Yang, Wuhua is indeed popular. As the Senior Brother of the Buddha Pavilion, he is not only qualified, but more importantly, his attainments in Buddhism and talent."
Xiao Yang simply had this behavior, but he never opened his mouth to explain anything. Now that he heard their words, he couldn't help but sneer.
The more these people looked down on him and hoped that he would hand over the sarira, the more Xiao Yang would not hand it over.
He said coldly, "This sarira looks pretty good, so I'll reluctantly accept it."
As he spoke, he kept the sarira back into his storage ring.
The reason he did this was to stimulate their minds, and he couldn't help but feel proud of himself.
Didn't these people look down on Xiao Yang? Xiao Yang was deliberately finding fault with them and making them feel stifled.
"Xiao Yang, you?"
"Stubborn and shameless."
"Damn it."
"Despicable. You have no self-awareness at all."
Curses came out of their mouths, and they were all strongly criticizing Xiao Yang.
Pavilion Master Buddha's eyes were filled with anger. If Pavilion Master Buddha wasn't here, he would have exploded.
Pavilion Master Buddha didn't have any special emotions. Looking at Xiao Yang's behavior, he just smiled and didn't take it to heart. He said, "Okay, the time to restore the scriptures was originally set three days ago. It's time to start now."
He led everyone to the ancient bell in the ancient tower. The ancient bell was ten meters long and weighed more than a thousand kilograms. It was surrounded by colorful light and released a vicissitude aura.
Pavilion Master Buddha explained, "The incomplete scriptures are recorded in this ancient bell. After generations of hard work, we have also recorded many scriptures from the ancient bell. Now, you all surround the ancient bell, and I will ring it. As for how many scriptures you see, it will depend on your luck and fortune. I will compare all the scriptures you have recorded with the records of the predecessors."
"Get ready. Adjust your state. Begin."
After Pavilion Master Buddha shouted, he slowly channeled his cultivation. Then, he raised his hand and slammed it on the ancient bell. Suddenly, the ancient bell let out a shocking sound. The sound was grand and loud. The moment people heard it, their minds were shaken. It was as if they were attracted by the sound of the bell and brought into another environment.
At this moment, Xiao Yang's mind was completely immersed in the sound of the bell. In the sound of the bell, he saw the existence of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. These Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were all shining with golden light. They were very compassionate as they preached scriptures to all living beings.
Xiao Yang remembered Pavilion Master Buddha's instructions. He didn't dare to hesitate and immediately focused on recording the scriptures.
The scriptures appeared quickly and dissipated quickly as well. In just two breaths of time, the countless scriptures were about to dissipate and the light gradually dimmed. At this moment, the bell rang for the second time. With this second ring, the scriptures that were about to dissipate were instantly restored to their original state. Moreover, some new scriptures appeared.
Xiao Yang didn't stop recording. He didn't miss a single word. After he had almost completely memorized it, new scriptures appeared once again. At the end of the recording, he reached the sentence, "Believe and accept, leave with a ceremony."
The moment he finished recording, the bell stopped ringing, and the scripture stopped as well.
Xiao Yang was still immersed in the illusion. He repeatedly memorized the scriptures that appeared before, afraid that he would miss a word.
Around Xiao Yang, Wuhua and the others had already woken up.
"Senior Brother Wuhua is amazing. He only woke up after the third ring. We don't have such good talent. We only woke up after the first ring."
"Eldest Senior Brother deserves to be called Eldest Senior Brother. He must be able to record the complete scriptures."
"That's for sure. If Eldest Senior Brother can't record it completely, then Xiao Yang, who is still sleeping, can't do it."
The disciples of the Buddhist Pavilion were discussing the matter, and some of them were even laughing. When they looked at Xiao Yang, their eyes shone with ridicule.
Even Wu Hua, who was the most talented, woke up when the bell rang for the third time. Xiao Yang was still sleeping. He had stopped ringing for quite a while when the bell rang for the seventh time. It seemed that he had fallen asleep.
Wuhua glanced at Pavilion Master Buddha and said calmly, "Pavilion Master, I think this matter is over. This is the scriptures that I have recorded. Please take a look."
He reprinted the scriptures on a jade slip and handed it to Pavilion Master Buddha.
Pavilion Master Buddha took it very carefully. Then, he also took the jade slips from the other disciples. His gaze swept over Xiao Yang, and he looked a little hesitant.
The Deputy Pavilion Master snorted. He didn't look very optimistic about Xiao Yang. He said calmly, "Come on, we should go. Don't count on him."
He had never counted on Xiao Yang. It was a pity that Xiao Yang had taken the sarira.
Pavilion Master Buddha hesitated and said, "No hurry. Let's take a look at Wuhua and the others' scriptures first. You can also help with the reference."
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