The Yun Family's Ninth Child Is An Imp!

What kind of joke was this!

This lonely little monk didn’t even say anything to refute. How could he have lost? Could This lonely little monk have a bad brain?

The people below the stage were also baffled. This lonely little monk didn’t look like a fool. Why did he say something stupid?

Yuan ji sneered, “Lonesome, even if you want to win, you can’t do this, right? We haven’t started the debate yet. Why did you say that I lost?”

Yun chujiu smiled faintly and said, “Since everything is empty, where does your anger come from?”

The sneer on Yuan Ji’s face instantly froze. Previously, he had said that “Heart, Buddha, and all living things are empty”. Everything was empty. How could he explain his anger now?

Although many of the people below the stage did not know any Buddhist scriptures, they still understood the simple logic. Yuan Ji’s own actions were already contrary to the point he had raised. Wasn’t that a loss?

It seemed that the lonely little monk’s previous declaration of names and recitation of scriptures were not nonsense. They were used to force Yuan Ji to make mistakes.

TSK, tsk. This was the first time they had seen such a debate. However, this debate was much more interesting than the previous one!

They didn’t understand what the monks said in the previous debate. They even wanted to sleep. This lonely little monk was the most interesting one.

Yuan Ji was unwilling to lose just like that. After all, if they won this round, the bitter Zen sect would have won the debate. Therefore, he said with a cold face, “This doesn’t count. There has never been a debate like this.”

Yun chujiu said lightly, “Emptiness is color, and color is emptiness. As long as you are proved wrong, the debate can naturally be done like this. In short, you lost.”

Yuan Ji looked at Yun Chujiu’s casual look and became more and more angry. However, there were no fixed rules for the debate in the Chongxiao continent, and the rules did not explain it. He really could not do anything about Yun Chujiu.

At this moment, Yun Chujiu looked at the crowd below the stage and said with a faint smile, “Almsgivers, do you think this penniless monk won or did he win?”

The crowd immediately let out a noisy shout, “Young Master Lonely won! Not only did young master lonely win, but he also won skillfully. You shouldn’t be so stubborn up there!”

“That’s right, what young master lonely said is simple and easy to understand. Even if we don’t understand Buddhism, we can still see that he won.”

“If you are willing to bet, you must admit defeat. is that person trying to be a scoundrel?”

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Yuan Ji was so angry that he almost died. He really did not understand why these people below the stage would speak up for Lonesome. Could it be that these people were from the Zen sect?

Yuan Ji was really thinking too much!

These people had nothing to do with Yun Chujiu. What Yun Chujiu grasped was the mentality of these people who liked to cause a ruckus.

If she lost this round, then the debate would be over. The cultivation competition would be set for the next day. Wouldn’t these people have nothing to watch?

Moreover, they felt that this lonely little monk was different from ordinary monks. They also wanted to see what he would do next.

Moreover, the lonely little monk had read the scriptures for them for a long time in vain. They couldn’t just listen to him for nothing, could they? !

Yuan Ji wanted to say more, but Master Xuanzhi had asked someone to replace him. Since things had come to this point, it was useless to say more.

Yuan Ji clenched his fist and sneered at Yun chujiu, “Let’s talk about the strength of tomorrow’s cultivation competition.”