"We have troubled you. Please don't blame us, Master Tan Yin. I'll take my leave!"
Master Zhi Xin left, and so did the monks from the Qi Kingdom.
They had no choice but to leave. They had come to talk about Zen and Buddhism, but if they ended up renouncing asceticism, it would be the biggest joke in the world.
Before the middle-aged monk with the iron rod left, he scanned the crowd with his gaze before leaving expressionlessly.
They had come aggressively and confidently, but when they left, they were crestfallen and looked a little embarrassed, as if they were fleeing.
"Master, you have a profound Dharma. I admire you!" Master Tan Yin accepted the worship of the crowd as a matter of course. Among all the monks in the world, who could demonstrate Buddhist etiquette invisibly? Presumably, after today, Master Tan Yin's reputation in Buddhism would reach a new peak.
"Hey, where's that young man?" someone suddenly asked in confusion.
When it came to defeating the foreign monk, that young man deserved the most credit. His words made everyone feel a little dizzy even now when they thought about it.
"He left. He just left," someone said, pointing in a certain direction.
"I wonder which family he is from. He is proficient in Dharma and has a deep affinity with Buddhism. He can be said to be an outstanding talent among the younger generation," someone said with a sigh.
"I know who he is."
"Tell us quickly."
The crowd curiously gathered around a man in embroidered clothes.
"Although you haven't seen him, you should have heard of his name." The man in embroidered clothes said, "He is the eldest grandson of the Li family who has been in the limelight recently. His calligraphy is better than Zhao Chun's, and he was conferred the title of Chang 'an County Magistrate by His Majesty."
After being reminded by the man in embroidered clothes, the crowd immediately thought of something.
The eldest grandson of the Li family was also a well-known figure in the capital recently. He was the only viscount conferred by His Majesty for many years. It was said that he was very close to Prince Ning's son and the princess. It was also said that he had a close relationship with Master Tan Yin. No wonder. He had such a profound Dharma, so it was not strange that he was friends with Master Tan Yin.
The foreign monks came and left quickly. In fact, they did not cause much of a commotion. Most people did not know about it. After the crowd dispersed, the Water and Land Ritual Assembly continued according to the proper procedure.
The monks of the Cold Mountain Temple breathed a sigh of relief. Those who should leave had finally left. Today was a special day. If there was any trouble, they would be laughed at by the world.
The old monk repeatedly instructed the little monk guarding the door that if any other monks came, he must ask them about their background and not let anything like what happened just now happen again.
"That young benefactor really helped us this time," the old monk said with some lingering fear.
The other party had come with ill intentions, and with their methods, even Master Tan Yin was somewhat unable to withstand them. If the young benefactor had not stood up to help them from the beginning, they would have been the ones in a difficult situation today.
Master Tan Yin was silent for a moment before saying, "Entertain the Li family's Old Madam and the Li family members well. Do not neglect them."
Then he walked into the quiet room. "about it." Li "Master't." 'Tan't Master't. "Tan, Tan Yin's.'t.'ve.'t.
Li Yi was not a philosopher, nor was he an eminent monk. Therefore, it was rare for him to be in a situation where his thoughts were not clear.
Li Xuan was not a philosopher. He was not a monk of great virtue. So he could not go around as he pleased.
Li Xuan went to meet up with his heir's concubine. His father-in-law also had elders present, so he couldn't wander around as he pleased.
Li MIngzhu stood at the side and said, "It's all thanks to you this time. Otherwise, the Cold Mountain Temple would have been humiliated by the monks of the Qi Kingdom. If this got out, our Jing Kingdom would have lost face too."
Then, he asked, "When did you start practicing Buddhism?"
"I don't know anything about Buddhism. It's easy to talk to these monks. When you can't even understand what you're saying, you can scare them." Li Yi said casually.
Those monks of great virtue were not normal people. If he wanted to talk to them normally, he had to become abnormal first.
MIngzhu thought about it and said, "We are like fire and water with the Qi Kingdom. They are afraid of God's Law. They won't act rashly on the surface. But they will definitely take action in other ways. What happened just now is an example. I don't know what else they will do. The monks of the Qi Kingdom have always been different from Buddhism. They are loyal to the royal family. If they target you, it will be troublesome. You have to be more careful. "
"What a pity. You were born a girl." Li Yi sighed.
"What do you mean?" MIngzhu raised her eyebrows and asked.
Li Yi said, "If you were a prince and could become the emperor in the future, the Jing Kingdom would be governed well by you."
MIngzhu didn't say anything. Even though she was a prince, she didn't want to be the emperor. She just wanted to see the Li Dynasty prosper. That was all.
"It's good to be a princess. There's nothing to pity," she said, shaking her head.
Li Yi glanced at her. His gaze lingered on a certain tall and straight spot. He nodded and said, "It's good to be a princess."
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"How are we going to explain this to the Third Prince?" Outside the Cold Mountain Temple, a young monk said with a bitter expression.
The old monk, Zhi Xin, looked at the sky in the distance and said nothing.
Bang!
The monk named Du Nan slammed his iron rod on the ground, causing mud to fly everywhere. The iron rod sank deep into the ground.
"If that person hadn't interfered, how could the monks of the Cold Mountain Temple defeat us?" Du Nan's expression was ferocious. He didn't look like a monk at all. He said coldly, "As long as Tan Yin agrees to compete with me in meditation, his reputation will be ruined after he loses. No one will believe him. How can he be a monk then? At that time, our people will successfully take over the Cold Mountain Temple. In time, we will definitely unify the Buddhism in the Jing Kingdom. No matter who spoils the Third Prince's plan, they will go to Avici Hell. "
The few young monks quietly kept a distance from the sadhu. Although they were all monks, the sadhu was clearly an extremely paranoid pervert. If it was not necessary, they would never want to deal with such a person for the rest of their lives.
"Amitabha. Now that the Third Prince is here, I will give him an explanation." The old monk, Zhi Xin, looked defeated. On one side was the country, and on the other was his faith. How to choose was even more difficult for him than the question of whether Buddha was omnipotent.
Old Monk Zhi Xin took a deep look at the middle-aged monk before he slowly walked down the mountain. The few young monks hurriedly followed him.
The middle-aged sadhu looked back into the temple. A hint of darkness flashed across his face. He pulled out his iron rod and walked in another direction.
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