Before he came, he knew that he was doomed to not be able to go back!
The words of the little monk Shinsyu made Fang Xing stunned. After learning that the little monk had been captured, he rushed over without a moment's delay. He also thought that he would admit defeat this time and return the Buddha to them. He would also think of other ways to get the Taishang Taoist Scripture. But this time, he would not think about it for the time being. He would bring the little monk Shinsyu back first!
To him, this was a huge concession. However, he did not expect that he would not be able to do this right from the start.
For a moment, his anger surged and rushed straight into his brain. He looked fiercely at Beiming Qingdi.
"I thought you just wanted to force me to let go of your monk. I didn't expect that you wanted to harm the little monk Shinsyu!"
His fierce eyes made Beiming Qingdi's heart tremble. She staggered back a few steps and waved her hand, "I didn't …"
She did not even dare to look at Fang Xing. She looked directly at Shinsyu and said with a sobbing tone, "Little monk, I really didn't expect that this would harm your life. I didn't know about this … I really didn't know. I thought that as long as Fang Xing released the Buddha, he could take you back. If I had known that this would harm you, I would not have done this … Believe me …"
As she spoke, she subconsciously stepped forward as if she wanted to untie the rune prison around Shinsyu.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Beiming Xiao took a step forward, pushed her aside, and shouted coldly, "What do you mean by harming him? This is the karma of Buddhism. It was already destined ten thousand years ago. I helped Buddhism to promote this matter a hundred years in advance. I am a great hero of Buddhism. I have at least 100,000 merits on the merit list. In the Hundred Break Mountain, our Beiming family will get the largest territory. Do you think it's worth it?"
This round of scolding made Beiming Qingdi speechless. She just looked at Fang Xing with pleading eyes, and her voice was filled with helplessness and sincerity, "I really didn't want to … This is really what I didn't know before …"
"When I chop off your head, I will definitely apologize to you!"
Fang Xing roared angrily, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Suddenly, he turned around and grabbed the black-robed Buddha by the collar. He was about to fly into the sky and leave.
He didn't believe that when the two of them met, it was destined that the day of the debate would come. Since he couldn't save Shinsyu at the moment, he might as well take the Son of Buddha away. One of the two Sons of Buddha was missing. Let's see how they would debate. If they really couldn't, he could be ruthless and find a chance to kill the Son of Buddha. If they wanted to debate, let Shinsyu debate with a dead man. No matter how stupid the little monk was, could he lose to a dead man in a scolding?
Unfortunately, even though he had thought of everything, he was unable to grasp the progress of the matter.
The Guardian Monks of the Bi An Temple saw through Fang Xing's thoughts. They didn't have the anger and nervousness they had at the beginning. Instead, their eyes were filled with compassion. At the same time, they lowered their heads and silently chanted scriptures. Starting from these monks, the cultivators of the other clans also began to chant scriptures. Even Beiming Xiao was no exception. As for Beiming Qingdi, his face was filled with confusion for a long time before he gently closed his eyes.
In the surrounding heavens, only Fang Xing and the green donkey didn't chant scriptures.
They rushed into the sky, dashing left and right. They were ferocious and wanted to find a way to escape.
However, as the endless deep and mysterious chanting sounded around them, they suddenly felt as if they had fallen into a swamp.
Buzz buzz buzz buzz …
The endless chanting seemed to have filled every inch of space in the surrounding valley, surrounding him entirely. Those scriptures even manifested dazzling golden Buddhist words. They rose from the heads of every cultivator of the Pure Land who was chanting and slowly floated to the Nine Heavens. Then, from the Nine Heavens, there were vaguely beautiful flower petals falling one after another, like fallen petals in profusion.
A deluge of heavenly flowers!
"Almsgiver, I know that you are sincere. However, the cause and effect have already been decided. Why force it?"
In Fang Xing's hand, the black-robed Arhat that he was holding suddenly spoke.
The talisman that was previously sealed on his mouth had disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, he was also sitting cross-legged, as if he had taken root in the air, fixing him in the air. Even though Fang Xing had the strength of one hundred thousand kilograms, he couldn't move him at all. He tore his clothes, and then watched as the black-robed Buddha's figure rose into the air as if blown by the wind. Fang Xing wanted to rush over and grab him again, but he was forced back by an invisible force.
The black-robed Buddha sat in the air, nine rays of Buddhist light appearing above his head, as if he had turned into a real Buddha.
At this moment, Shinsyu, who was in the rune prison, also flew up. She was hundreds of feet away, facing the black-robed Buddha.
One black and one white, the twin Buddha, separated by hundreds of feet, looked at each other silently.
And between them, golden Buddhist light seemed to collide, and then rose up, changing vaguely. To the left of the two of them, it turned into an indomitable phantom of a huge Buddha. The Buddha's palms were pressed together, and his body was covered in golden scriptures. His gaze was faint, benevolent, and silent as he looked at the black and white Buddha sitting cross-legged before his chest.
"Body like a bodhi tree, heart like a mirror. Always wipe it, don't let dust fall …"
Golden clouds appeared around them, and within the clouds, a clear and proud voice rang out. Everyone looked up and saw the illusion that appeared in the clouds. Dressed in robes as white as snow, an exceptionally handsome young monk held a white lotus flower in his hand. He chanted softly under the Buddha's throne, and as the Sanskrit voice spread throughout the Great Buddha's Hall, heavenly flowers descended from the Nine Heavens. The celestial voice drifted through the air, and all the monks bowed their heads, thanking him for imparting the meaning of Buddha …
The Buddha opened his eyes and nodded lightly. The young monk was satisfied and prepared to inherit the true Buddha's legacy.
"This method can make people cultivate Buddhism, but it can't make them become Buddhas!"
All the monks bowed, and as the Buddha nodded, a black-robed sweeping monk spoke, attracting countless gazes.
"I have a prayer that can explain the meaning of Buddha!"
The black-robed sweeping monk bowed to the Buddha and chanted, "There is originally no bodhi tree, nor is there a mirror. There is originally nothing, where does dust fall!"
The world was silent, and all the monks were speechless. The young monk was stunned, and the Buddha smiled.
"If so, you can impart the Great Dao to me. Shinsyu, are you convinced?"
The Buddha spoke, looking at the young monk, shocking the world.
"Disciple is not convinced!"
The young monk frowned, and his voice spread throughout Mount Numinous and all the worlds in the world.
The scene changed, and it was once again under an ancient pine tree. The black and white monks had fulfilled their promise of a thousand years ago, debating on the peak of the mountain.
"Junior Brother, it has been a thousand years. Are you still not enlightened?"
"My Dao is not wrong, so why should I be enlightened?"
The white-robed monk said, "Cultivating Buddhism is to cultivate the body, like climbing a mountain step by step. Senior Brother, you only talk about the scenery at the peak, but you don't point out the path. How can you make people climb up the mountain and become Buddhas? This is seeking karma, and I won't take it …"
"The peak is empty, everything is empty, and Buddha is also empty. Why do you need to cultivate? Once you are enlightened, you will be free!"
Two thousand years ago, the black and white monks debated on the sea. The wind swept away the clouds, and the world became clear.
"Junior Brother, two thousand years have passed. Are you still not enlightened?"
"My Dao is not wrong, so why should I be enlightened?"
The white-robed monk spoke, pointing at the sea. "Everything seeks truth and spirituality, and that is the reality of the world. Senior Brother, you said that everything is empty, so aren't the fishes and prawns real? How can everything in the sea not be real? After ten thousand years, the sea will turn into mulberry fields, and there will be endless changes. There will be a reason to rely on. Buddha sits in the void, taking pity on the world. Throughout the ages, a thought can be born and extinguished. If the final Buddha loses himself, how can we see this piece of reality? "
"The mysteries of heaven and earth have their own cause and effect, and their own rules of the Great Dao. The cycle goes back and forth. So what if everything changes, so what if you don't see it? When nirvana comes, everything is empty, so why should we see its reality?"
The endless scenes changed. The two monks debated on the mountain, in the sea, in the mortal world, on the battlefield, beyond the sky. The white-robed monk lost every time, but he refused to accept it. He reincarnated again and again, looking for proof of his experience and enlightenment. Unfortunately, every time they debated, the black-robed monk won. Gradually, the white-robed monk became less and less talkative …
"Junior Brother, nine thousand years have passed. Are you still not enlightened?"
"My Dao is not wrong, so why should I be enlightened?"
The white-robed monk smiled bitterly and let out a long sigh, "However, Senior Martial Brother, 9,000 years have passed and I've come to understand. You cultivate the void and I cultivate the perfection. The two of us have gone further and further on this path and it seems like there's no possibility of reconciliation!"
"Junior Brother, you should know that my Buddhist theory is better than yours. Why are you so stubborn?"
"Senior Brother's Buddhist theory is better than mine. Unfortunately, I think my path is the right one. You cultivate emptiness, and you seek results. However, I wish to cultivate perfection, and I wish to pursue the results. Be it Buddhism or Daoism, the most important thing is oneself. Even if I know that your Buddhist theory is the true meaning, I will never give up on myself. This may be called stubbornness, but it is what I have comprehended in my lifetime of cultivation. I cultivate my body, mind, and Buddhism to achieve perfection! "
"Since you are so stubborn, you will never see Buddha's Fruit!"
"My Buddha is between cause and effect, and my Dao is above my body and mind. If I don't have myself, even if I cultivate Buddha's Fruit, where will I be?"
"Junior Brother, you have lost!"
"I have lost. Buddha asked us how to cultivate Buddhism back then, and I have already lost on this question!"
"Logically speaking, I should have taken Buddha's Fruit in this life, but you have regrets in your heart. I will stay with you for another thousand years. I hope you can give me an answer!"
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Endless images and Zen theories appeared from the golden cloud and entered Zhu Xiu's heart. It represented the process of the Twin Buddha's Nine Lives Debate, and it also represented the collision of the two Buddhist ideas. Even though Fang Xing did not understand Buddhism, after the golden cloud enveloped him, he gradually became enlightened. He understood what Shinsyu meant by Debate, and he also understood why Shinsyu had lost …
"Stupid monk, what Void Buddha's Fruit? If you have the ability, cultivate until you disappear!"
Fang Xing was extremely excited. He jumped up high and shouted at the black-robed Buddha, "My Junior Brother is right!"
Unfortunately, no one listened to his words.
In the air, the two Buddhas faced each other from afar. The black-robed monk opened his eyes and looked at him with a deep gaze. "Junior Brother, are you still not enlightened?"
Shinsyu also opened his eyes and shook his head with a bitter smile. "Senior Brother, is my Dao really wrong?"
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