The Yun Family's Ninth Child Is An Imp!

“Oh my, that Little Monk’s Dharma name is loneliness? Is this a joke?”

“This is the first time I’ve heard of such a Dharma name. Is there anything called emptiness in the Zen sect?”?

“However, this little monk is very comfortable to look at. He is just like the Little Boy under Guanyin Bodhisattva.”

“Didn’t he already say it? He has been worshipping Buddha in the Thousand Buddha Cave of the Zen sect. Naturally, he is not tainted by dust. One look and you can tell that he is a pure-hearted person who practices Buddhism.”

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Everyone was discussing animatedly. Some of them recalled what yun chujiu said earlier about “Buddha enlightening”. They could not help but stretch their necks and shout, “Little Master Lonesome, what did Buddha Enlighten you with?”

The Little Monk Lonesome, who had been standing silently on the stage, smiled faintly. “Buddha said, you can not say it.”

The crowd was dazzled by the Little Lonely Monk’s smile. Aiyo, this little monk could only be considered delicate and pretty, but his smile warmed people’s hearts. He was indeed a person with cultivation.

Master Liaowu was a little dumbfounded at this moment. Was it because Yun chujiu had just said “Closed-door disciple”? When did he close the door? ! It was clearly open!

His only stupid disciple, Ji Ping, had been killed by this troublemaker. Now, he was saying something about a closed-door disciple. Did he want him to have no successor?

Yuan Ji, who was on the stage, heard the discussions of the crowd below the stage. He was rather displeased. This lone was just a bag of bones. His cultivation was so low that it was not even worth mentioning. What was there to praise? !

He urged him with slight dissatisfaction, “You have also finished your introduction. Can we begin the debate?”

Lonely Little Monk faintly smiled again. “There’s no rush, there’s no rush. I was enlightened by Buddha, so I naturally want to save all living things. I’ll take this opportunity to recite the ‘Lotus Flower Sutra’for everyone.”

After saying this much, lonely little monk took out a small wooden fish from his storage ring and sat cross-legged on the stage… reciting the scriptures.

His voice was pure and clear, and his tone was gentle and compassionate. For a moment, the entire arena quieted down.

Even Master Liaowu and the others, who were originally frustrated, seemed to have calmed down a little.

Master Liaowu was puzzled. Did this troublemaker really have a wise root? She had only read Buddhist scriptures for a few days, but she actually had such attainments?

In fact, he didn’t know that the reason why it had such an effect was partly because Hei Xinjiu was a drama queen. People all depended on their appearance. The lonely little monk that she disguised as could easily make people have a favorable impression of her.

The other half was due to the Buddha’s candle. No matter how weak the Buddha’s candle was, it was still one of the five treasures of the Zen sect. Just by casually releasing a bit of Buddha power, it could make people feel at peace.

Of course, there were also people who were not at peace, such as Yuan Ji.

He was so angry that he was about to Puke!

This was the debate platform, not a place to recite scriptures. What was this lonely trying to do? Could it be that he was afraid of losing, so he had been stalling for time?

The more Yuan Ji thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. He snorted coldly and said,

“Shut up! We are now competing in scripture debate, not reciting scriptures. If you feel that you are inferior to me, just admit defeat right now. Don’t waste time here.”

Yun chujiu ignored him and continued reciting scriptures. Mu Yu knocked even more happily!

Everyone was originally immersed in a peaceful state of mind, but Yuan Ji interrupted them all at once. As a result, many people glared at him angrily, thinking that he was really a petty person.

Yuan Ji was so angry that he almost died. he shouted, “Lonesome, if you don’t stop, I will let master de Fang announce my victory.”

Yun chujiu slowly put away the wooden fish and smiled faintly. “You… lost.”