"Should we go and negotiate with Emperor Tang?"

...

Several monks kept talking.

"I will handle this matter."

Zen Master Dahui said.

The nine monks were startled, and then were shocked.

Zen Master Dahui, who has not been involved in world affairs for many years, actually wants to personally intervene in this matter?

"Master, let me wait for the nine others."

Zen Master Dahui shook his head.

"An extraordinary man appeared in the Tang Dynasty. He could speak the words of a saint and was also called the Holy Son of Buddhism."

Speak the words of a sage?

Buddhist saint?

Hearing this, the nine monks were shocked.

They had also heard the legend of the Buddhist Holy Son, and not long ago they also heard that the Buddhist Holy Son in the Western Region had found the legendary Buddhist Holy Son.

But they never took it seriously and thought it was a statement made by Western Buddhism to deceive the world.

Unexpectedly, Zen Master Dahui said that the Holy Son of Buddhism was in the Tang Dynasty?

"Master, I'm afraid it's a lie."

A monk asked doubtfully.

Zen Master Dahui smiled slightly.

"Whether it's true or not, I want to go to the Tang Dynasty to meet this Buddhist saint."

The nine monks looked awe-inspiring.

Zen Master Dahui went there to verify the authenticity of the Buddhist saint.

"Then I will go with Master."

Nine monks suggested.

"No need, just go with me for empty form, empty form, and empty smell."

The three monks whose names were called bowed in unison.

"Please obey Master!"

Then, Zen Master Dahui's figure slowly floated up.
Chapter completed!