Li Qingcha nodded. "Of course I believe in Master Lu, otherwise I wouldn't agree to your hosting of the competition, right?" Can that be called consent? When Lu Luming thought about his experience of running around the Ministry of Rites, the Honglu Temple, and the Daoluo Department, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken. What else can I say… Only a wry smile. Chapter 311: Private fans are not worthy of being fans Add more. ￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥ When we came out of Xianyou Palace, it was already past lunch time.
Li Qingcha stretched his body and saw the shining bald head at a glance. Monk Bu Yan is still waiting. He took out a cushion from somewhere, put it under his buttocks, closed his eyes, and muttered something. It made people's minds clear and it seemed to have the effect of calming the mind. Li Qingcha: “…” She didn't want to get entangled with Bu Yan. So, he walked towards the street corner, close to the wall of Xianyou Palace. Unfortunately, it is completely ineffective. "Donor Li." A silent and faint voice sounded. He slowly opened his eyes. "Donor Li is a person with great affinity with Buddha. I am far less enlightened than him, but there is a saying that goes, 'Even if I cannot reach the place physically, my heart yearns for it.' I hope Donor Li will not hesitate to help me solve my doubts." After saying this, he stood up and bowed deeply. "A~mi~tuo~fo~" Li Qingcha wanted to cry. She is very clear about her own abilities. With her level of skill, she is OK as a riddle teller, but if she really starts debating with others, she will probably be stripped naked. "Master, I don't understand Buddhist scriptures..." Without bowing, "Of course I will not debate with Mr. Li." "That's right. I'm not a Confucian scholar, nor a Taoist. We have no scriptures to argue about."
"What Donor Li said is very true." "In that case, take your leave." Prepare to run away immediately. Bu Yan had no intention of stopping him, but just followed quickly, looking like he was ready to be a dog-skin plaster. Li Qingcha: “…” In "Swordsman", Yi Lin followed Linghu Chong and advised him not to gamble or drink, which made Linghu Chong very annoyed. I guess she felt the same way. But Yi Lin is a cute little nun! Small, soft, hey-hey…… But those are just fantasies. The reality is very cruel. What's the matter with Bu Yan following me with a big boiled egg on his head? Li Qingcha was helpless. "Master, what are you doing?" Without saying a word, he uttered the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." Afterwards, he explained: "Donor Li is not a Buddhist disciple but has wisdom. I think it should be due to his daily accumulation. As the saying goes, 'Listen to what he says and watch what he does.' I should gain something from following Donor Li." "First, 'listen to what they say and watch what they do' doesn't work like that; second, you're probably going to mess with me..." "Um... this... sorry I am ignorant, what does 'do' mean?" "..." "..." The two looked at each other. Li Qingcha was speechless. The reason is simply hard to explain. What’s even more terrible is that Buyan’s cultivation level is probably not low, and he is determined to follow me, so I don’t have any good solution. Li Qingcha had no choice but to say, "Master Buyan, please speak up about your doubts." Without a word, my eyes lit up. "Donor Li, I have thought about what you just said and I feel that it is very profound. It seems to be the truth of the world. However, I am dull and cannot comprehend the deep meaning." "Um... are you talking about preaching with the sword?"
"Yes." The silent expression became more respectful. I knew it would be like this. Li Qingcha formed a sentence in his mind, thinking and saying: "Master, let me say one sentence now, 'Forge swords and halberds to make agricultural tools, let cattle and horses go to the wild, so that the family will not have to miss the wilderness, and there will be no worries of fighting for a thousand years.'" He listened silently and nodded unconsciously. This sentence means that if you turn swords into plowshares, there will be no hidden dangers of war. It is similar to the Buddhist idea of putting down the butcher knife. "Mr. Li, every word you say is a wise saying." This flattery... Anyone who hears this will find it corny. But looking at Bu Yan's serious expression, it was obvious that he was speaking from the bottom of his heart, which made it even more corny. Li Qingcha was slightly embarrassed. "Master, which one do you think happened first, 'A Thousand Years Without the Trouble of Fighting', or 'Forging Swords and Halberds into Farming Tools'?" Without saying a word, “It seems that everything is possible.” "The Taoists, Buddhas, and Confucian saints spread the teachings with swords, and it is the same. Taoism has the saying 'to eliminate demons and defend the way'. If a demon cannot be persuaded with words, it is natural to kill it with a sword." "..." Although Buyan didn't say anything, he seemed to understand something. Li Qingcha's meaning was very clear. Debates were necessary, and at the same time, the sword had to be sharpened enough. Silent for a long time, "Amitabha." Without saying anything, he bowed to Li Qingcha. "I am very fortunate to receive guidance from Mr. Li today." "Uh... no need to thank me." "When the Yizi Dao sect sets up the arena on behalf of the world's Dao sects, Daxiangguo Temple will definitely go there to seek advice. Whether it's sword or scriptures, we will have an in-depth discussion. I hope everyone can benefit." Li Qingcha: “…” That's not what I meant! She couldn't help but look dark.
"Master Bu Yan, you guys..." Without saying anything, he interrupted Li Qingcha's words with a Namaste gesture. "Don't worry, Mr. Li. To this day, there is no superior person in Confucianism, Buddhism, or Taoism. According to what you said, the sword is already blunt, so how can we spread the teachings? Moreover, Buddhism and Taoism are in front of Confucianism..." He shook his head, "Confucians hold the emperor's sword, so they will naturally not follow the same stream as us." "Then why do you still..." "Because of what Mr. Li said, 'Those who know do not argue, and those who argue do not know.' We are still ignorant." Li Qingcha: ￣□￣｜｜ Why do I feel like I’ve dug myself into a big hole? He said nothing but seemed to have suddenly realized something. He thanked Li Qingcha profusely and then slowly left. The young monk beside him went even further. "Thank you for your advice, Mr. Li." They all bowed together. Xianyou Temple is a Taoist temple, and there are many vendors selling cakes next to it. It is noon, which is the peak business time. Just now, Li Qingcha and Buyan were talking in a low voice, so the ordinary people around them didn't pay much attention. Even if there were people who pricked up their ears to listen, most of them thought they were two riddlers and didn't take it seriously. It’s different now. Anyone would be curious seeing the actions of these little monks. The crowd of onlookers whispered, "Isn't Lord Li an official of the Daoluo Division? How can he enlighten monks?" "What do you mean by 'enlightenment'? They said 'guidance'. However, even if it was just guidance, Lord Li was very impressive. No wonder he could become a high-ranking official at such a young age." "Master Li is so handsome. I want to be Master Li's eighteenth concubine." "Master Li has seventeen wives and concubines at such a young age?" …… Li Qingcha was speechless. She waved her hand, signaling the young monks to leave quickly. As a result, his arm froze in mid-air and his expression became shocked. There is a new message in the chat group. "Five: I finally met Li Qingcha."
"Five: Although he is the deputy seal of the Daolu Division, he has a predestined relationship with Buddhism and his conversation is profound and unfathomable. I am far inferior to him." Number five... Unexpectedly, he didn’t say anything! ? He is a huge chatterbox in the group, which is completely different from his French name. Suddenly, Li Qingcha felt a chill. She thought of number five, that is, the chat record of Bu Yan.