The person who questioned Yang Zhenling was a fat monk. He was dressed in a bare-chested monk robe and held a roasted golden scale in his hand. There were still oil stains on the corner of his mouth. He looked like a monk who didn't mind meat.
Yang Zhenling was also puzzled. There had never been a monk on Foggy Wind Island, but this monk dared to question him in public. He quietly asked his fellow disciple beside him about this person's identity and background.
After learning about the monk's identity and background, Yang Zhenling couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. If this monk was just an ordinary outsider, it would be fine, but he was another distinguished guest invited by the sect master. Yang Zhenling couldn't help but take his doubts seriously.
"Master Wuwei, let's speak with facts! Since you doubt my selection is unfair, how about you try this roasted golden scale made by the prize winner? "Yang Zhenling said humbly.
"This roasted golden scale does smell very good, but is this poor monk's cooking bad? This poor monk won't taste his roasted golden scale, but this poor monk wants you to taste mine! "
Those who questioned him at such a time were obviously very competitive. Apart from being competitive, this Monk Wuwei also had a fiery temper. As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his hand and the roasted golden scale that wasn't very big to begin with appeared in Yang Zhenling's open mouth.
It was soft fish meat, but it was forcefully squeezed into Yang Zhenling's mouth with inner strength, causing Yang Zhenling's teeth to hurt.
No matter how good Yang Zhenling's temper was, being humiliated in public like this still made him furious. However, the visitor was a guest, and Monk Wuwei was also a distinguished guest invited by the sect master. He could only suppress his rising anger.
It had to be said that Monk Wuwei's roasted golden scale was excellent, but Yang Zhenling only tasted it a little before spitting it out.
"I've already tasted Master Wuwei's roasted golden scale, and the taste is indeed inferior to the one in my hand. If Master Wuwei isn't willing to taste this roasted golden scale, then there's no need to question my selection," Yang Zhenling said.
"You can still say such words after eating the Roasted Golden Scales that This Penniless Monk made. So what if This Penniless Monk tries the Roasted Golden Scales in your hands?"
Monk Wuwei waved his hand and the roasted golden scale made by Gu Zheng appeared in his hand. However, like a person with mysophobia, Monk Wuwei looked at the roasted golden scales made by Gu Zheng with a look of disgust and disgust.
"Master Wuwei, since you have doubts, why don't you have a taste?"
"That's right. Don't only dare to question them, but you don't even dare to taste their food. Could it be that you suspect that they have poisoned their food?"
"Master Wuwei, have a taste! I don't think his cooking is as good as yours! "
In the uproar of the onlookers, Monk Wuwei finally took a bite of the roasted golden scales made by Gu Zheng.
Although the roasted golden scales were a little cold, Monk Wuwei's eyes widened as soon as he took a bite.
The fish skin was roasted in a very special way. It was slightly charred and slightly springy. Logically speaking, with the fish skin being roasted like this, the fish meat should be a little dry. However, the fish meat in Monk Wuwei's mouth was not dry at all. Instead, there was just the right amount of meat juice flowing out!
After a mouthful of fish meat went down his stomach, only a mouthful of fresh fragrance was left. The disgust on Monk Wuwei's face had disappeared. He became like a vicious wolf and quickly ate the small roasted golden scales in his hand. He even put the fish skeleton in his mouth and chewed on it again and again as if he hadn't had enough.
"Tsk!"
Boos immediately sounded from the surroundings.
"He makes it sound like he's not convinced, but in fact, it's something else."
"Originally, he questioned his culinary skills and treated his roasted golden scales like dog shit. But when he ate it himself, what kind of reaction did he have? That's enough! "
"Alright, I thought there would be a good show to watch, but now it seems that Master Wuwei is just so-so."
In the face of everyone's discussion, Monk Wuwei roared, "What do you know! Lord Zeng tasted the taste of 'emptiness' in this roasted fish. Do you know what 'emptiness' is? If you don't, don't make a fuss here. Lord Zeng has no time to talk to you about scriptures! "
After scolding the onlookers, Monk Wuwei immediately looked at Yang Zhenling with an anxious gaze. "Kid, where is the person who made this roasted fish? I want to see him! "
Yang Zhenling really didn't want to bring Monk Wuwei to see Gu Zheng, but seeing that he didn't seem to be looking for trouble, she could only nod reluctantly.
After Yang Zhenling and Monk Wuwei left, the people who were stunned by the roar began to discuss again.
"Who knows what emptiness is?"
"I don't know!"
"I know a little."
"Since you know a little, tell us quickly!"
"The so-called emptiness doesn't mean that something that exists suddenly doesn't exist, but that everything exists without self-nature, without an unchanging and indestructible entity. Therefore, emptiness is the reality. Buddha once said, 'The existence of matter is like bubbles, the feeling is like bubbles, the appearance is like the sun flame, the intention is like a banana, and the recognition is like an illusion.' Only by leaving the false and illusory cognition can one realize the emptiness of the origin of life and death. "
"I still don't understand. Can you explain it more simply?"
"The emptiness is the nature of space, the body, the essence, and so is your mind! It's everywhere, subtle and colorless, like emptiness and water, invisible to the eyes. It's neither born nor destroyed, neither increasing nor decreasing, and it's everywhere in the void. It's the origin of all things, the origin of all sentient beings' enlightenment to become Buddha, and also the origin of the Buddha's divine power and wisdom. Emptiness is like water. Those who can enter it will know everything and wait for the right enlightenment. "
"Emptiness is called Buddha-nature, or it's called Buddha, the first meaning, Nirvana, Enlightenment, Void, Vacuum, Zhenru, Essence, Sincerity, Dharmakaya, Self-nature, Mind, Tathagata's hidden nature, Bodhi, Tai Chi, and so on. Although there are many different names, the reality is the same, and the Dharma Realm is the same!"
"After saying so much, maybe you still don't understand, but you should have heard my last words. Among the many names of emptiness, one of them is called Tai Chi! What does Tai Chi represent? You and I are both cultivators, so I don't need to say more, do I? "
"Tai Chi is the manifestation of Tao!"
"You mean, Monk Wuwei tasted the feeling of Tao from a roasted golden fish?"
"It seems so!"
"That's nonsense! Tasting the feeling of Tao from a roasted fish? Why doesn't he go to heaven? Why doesn't he stand side by side with Buddha? "
"This monk is crazy. Let's ignore him. Drink and dance as usual!"
Amidst the cultivators' disdain, the instruments that had stopped by the largest bonfire started playing again. The girls on the island held hands and sang and danced again.
When Yang Zhenling brought Monk Wuwei over, Gu Zheng was savoring the roasted golden fish and drinking coconut milk wine leisurely. As for Miaomiao, she had eaten a lot of the roasted golden fish. As for the other three dishes, Gu Zheng didn't let her touch them because he had to wait for Yang Zhenling. She felt that it was more torturous to stay here, so she went to play on the side.
"I'm really sorry to have kept Fellow Daoist Gu waiting for so long."
Yang Zhenling spoke with an apologetic expression before he even got close.
"What happened? Why were you gone for so long?"
Gu Zheng accepted the prize Yang Zhenling handed over. As he spoke, he glanced at Monk Wuwei, who looked a little embarrassed.
"It's like this. Because I questioned the ownership of the prize, I wasted some time. Now, this poor monk is completely convinced by Benefactor's Roasted Golden Scales! "
Monk Wuwei answered on behalf of Yang Zhenling. His eyes swept over Gu Zheng's kitchen utensils many times, and there was always surprise in his eyes.
"If I remember correctly, this set of immortal kitchen utensils originally belonged to the Kunlun Sect. Some time ago, during the Kunlun Grand Meeting, it was won by the head of the Emei Sect, Gu Zheng. You don't look old, and this boy called you Fellow Daoist Gu Zheng. Could it be that you are the head of the Emei Sect, Gu Zheng?" Monk Wuwei asked.
In addition to questioning the ownership of the prize, Gu Zheng didn't have a good impression of Monk Wuwei at all!
First of all, this person was obviously a monk who drank meat and drank wine. Gu Zheng had always loathed monks who had entered Buddhism and were unconventional and did not abide by the rules and precepts. He felt that this kind of monk was not someone who drank meat and drank wine in the intestines and sat in the heart of Buddha. Instead, they had no piety to speak of.
Secondly, Buddhism belonged to the West, and Emei, where Gu Zheng was from, belonged to the local Taoism. Although Gu Zheng didn't have any prejudice against Buddhism, he still resisted it from the bottom of his heart.
"That's right. I'm Gu Zheng, the head of Emei. Which temple are you from, Great Monk?" Gu Zheng asked indifferently.
"Amitabha. I'm from Sanskrit Temple, and my Buddhist name is Wuwei."
"Sanskrit Temple?"
Gu Zheng frowned slightly.
Sanskrit Temple's position in the Buddhist sect was like the Kunlun of the Daoist cultivation world. Gu Zheng had heard of this Monk Wuwei's dharma name before. However, the reason why he remembered this dharma name was because of his master. His master's dharma name was Yuan Kong. He was one of the three great experts of the Buddhist sect. His cultivation was already at the middle Void Return stage.
"That's right, Sanskrit Temple. You should have heard of it, right?" Wuwei said proudly.
"I have."
Gu Zheng said indifferently, and then closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to continue talking to Wuwei.
"Fellow Daoist Gu, where's Lady Miaomiao?" Yang Zhenling asked.
"She went out to play. She'll probably be back soon. When she comes back, we can start eating."
"I hope Lady Miaomiao will come back soon. I really can't wait to start eating. Good things are hard to come by!"
"Sect Leader Gu, what's on your plates should be delicious food, right? I wonder if this Penniless Monk can have a taste? "
Gu Zheng ignored him, causing Monk Wuwei's expression to turn ugly. He gritted his teeth and finally said something that lowered his status.
"Since you call yourself a poor monk, I won't invite you to taste these things. We're going to start eating soon, so you should help yourself!"
"You …"
Facing Gu Zheng's tactful and direct sarcasm, Wuwei was a little speechless.
"I wanted to taste the food Sect Head Gu made to see if there was still the taste of emptiness. But now it seems that for someone as rude as Sect Head Gu, even if he made food with the taste of emptiness, it's just a fluke." Monk Wuwei shook his head.
Gu Zheng understood what emptiness was. He was also a little surprised that with Monk Wuwei's late-stage fifth stage cultivation, he could actually taste such profound meaning! But surprise aside, he still didn't want to have too much interaction with Monk Wuwei.
Monk Wuwei thought that since he had said so, Gu Zheng would definitely say something! As long as Gu Zheng said something, everything would still turn for the better. But he didn't expect that not only did Gu Zheng not say anything to him, but he also chatted and laughed with Yang Zhenling. This made his expression turn extremely ugly. The anger in his heart towards Gu Zheng also rose to a critical point.
"Sect Head Gu must be the guest in the other VIP room, right? I want to know what kind of virtue Sect Head Gu has to be able to stay in the first VIP room? I want to change rooms with Sect Head Gu. I wonder if Sect Head Gu is willing to do so? "Monk Wuwei provoked.
"The VIP room was decided by the Sect Head of Tianxin Sect. How can a distinguished guest change rooms without permission?"
Yang Zhenling frowned. He had long been unhappy with Monk Wuwei.
"Boy, you don't have the right to speak here. If you don't want to take a bath in the sea, you'd better shut up!" Monk Wuwei roared.
The VIP room opposite Gu Zheng's room was not as good as Gu Zheng's room in terms of the thickness of the tree, the size of the room, and the height of the building. Regarding this point, Gu Zheng also felt that it was not good to compare the two VIP rooms. But who would have thought that Monk Wuwei, who lived in the second VIP room, would make trouble for him on this point?
"It's none of your business. As for the exchange of rooms, I'm definitely not willing to do so. I advise you to take advantage of the fact that I'm not angry right now and get as far away from me as you can!"
Gu Zheng's voice was still flat, as if he was chatting about daily life. But his tepid tone finally made Monk Wuwei unable to bear his anger.
"You're really rampant! I heard that you like to bet. In the Dragon Battle Square of Kunlun Sect, you even won a lot of things by betting. So today, do you have the guts to make a bet with me? As for who will live in the No. 1 VIP room, let's let the winner of the bet decide! "
Monk Wuwei roared at Gu Zheng with a voice close to a roar.
"Whose dog is this? Didn't you tie it up? If it barks again, I'll kill it and eat its meat! "
Suddenly, Meow Meow's voice sounded, and her figure also ran over here.
Monk Wuwei was really angry to be called a dog and said that he would kill it and eat its meat! At first, he thought that Meow Meow was just a little girl, so he didn't want to lower himself to her level. But when he looked carefully, he frowned.
"I didn't expect that! The dignified head of Emei Sect should wallow in the mire with an evil spirit. If this matter is spread out, I don't know what the world's orthodox will think of it! "
Monk Wuwei looked at Gu Zheng and Meow Meow with a sneer.
"What did you say?"
Meow Meow suddenly became angry. The nails on her fingers suddenly lengthened, and she put on a fighting posture. If Gu Zheng hadn't reached out to stop her, she would have rushed out.
"What's the matter? You want to fight with me? Come on! I'm going to subdue the evil spirit today! "
Monk Wuwei took out an alms bowl from his arms. Gu Zheng, who had been calm all the time, finally showed anger, which made him feel a little happy.
"Manjushri has a green-haired lion, Samantabhadra has a six-tusked white elephant, and Gautama Buddha even recognizes peacock as mother! In your eyes, are the green-haired lion, the six-tusked white elephant, and Mahamayuri Bodhisattva all evil spirits? Are your Bodhisattva and Gautama Buddha also wallowing in the mire with evil spirits? "Gu Zheng said coldly.
"How dare you!"
Monk Wuwei roared, "How can an ordinary person like you compare Bodhisattva and Gautama Buddha? The fact that the green-haired lion and the six-tusked white elephant can stay beside Bodhisattva shows that they already have Buddha nature! Peacock can be named Gautama Buddha mother and become Mahamayuri Bodhisattva, which is also a symbol of Buddha nature! But I can only see violence in the eyes of the evil spirit beside you! "
"She's violent? So what if she's violent? She's violent to the people who should be violent to her! "
Gu Zheng stood up and said word by word, "I'll allow you to reorganize your words and apologize to Meow Meow for what you just said!"
"Apologize? You want me to apologize to an evil spirit? Are you sure you're still a normal person? "Monk Wuwei laughed.
"You don't want to apologize? Then I'll tear his mouth! "
Gu Zheng shouted. Meow Meow, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately turned into an afterimage.
Monk Wuwei's eyes widened in an instant. He had thought that Meow Meow was the kind of evil spirit that didn't need to have a high cultivation to transform in advance! But he didn't expect that Meow Meow was an evil spirit that completely relied on its own strength to transform into a human form. It was just an afterimage, but it had already made him understand the gap between him and Meow Meow!
Monk Wuwei dared to clamor not because he didn't have anything to rely on. The black-gold alms bowl in his hand was a middle-level fairy weapon. He had once relied on this fairy weapon to kill a spirit beast at the level of Earth Demon, which was equivalent to the strength of a cultivator at the level of refining essence into qi. Of course, there was no such thing as a fairy weapon in Buddhism. The fairy weapons in their hands were all called Buddhist weapons, and their level was the same as that of a fairy weapon.
The black-gold alms bowl was very powerful, but no matter how powerful a fairy weapon was, it still needed to be able to exert its power.
Without using the black-gold alms bowl, Monk Wuwei didn't know that, in fact, when Meow Meow moved, she had already used a demonic spell to seal the black-gold alms bowl. Therefore, when Monk Wuwei was about to use the magic of the black-gold alms bowl, he found that it was a little out of control.
"Ah!"
A scream sounded. Almost at the same time when the black-gold alms bowl was out of control and Monk Wuwei was shocked, two claw winds attacked his face from different directions. Blood immediately flowed from the corners of his mouth.
Monk Wuwei's mouth cracked. Meow Meow did as Gu Zheng said. After tearing Monk Wuwei's mouth, she stopped attacking.
"Good, very good!"
Monk Wuwei's voice trembled. When he spoke, his torn lips made his mouth look very big. Blood kept dripping from his mouth, which looked very terrifying.
"I'm telling you, don't provoke me again. Otherwise, next time, it won't just be your mouth that's torn!"
Gu Zheng sat down again and his voice became calm again.
"Let's wait and see!"
Monk Wuwei didn't say anything more. After leaving these words, he turned and left.
From the beginning to the end of the conflict, it didn't take too much time. Although some people around the bonfire stood up to watch, no one came to join in the fun. After Monk Wuwei left, only Gu Zheng, Meow Meow, and Yang Zhenling were left at the scene.
Meow Meow's original body was actually a spirit beast! Yang Zhenling put away the shock in her heart and said solemnly to Gu Zheng, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Gu. I will never say something that shouldn't be said."
"Eat fish."
Gu Zheng said indifferently and didn't say anything more.
Gu Zheng even dared to teach the disciple of Sanskrit Temple's Eminent Monk Yuan Kong a lesson. He didn't fear anyone's objection or provocation regarding Meow Meow's identity.
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