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Chapter 77: Qianyang Palace asked (4) (tickets)

Yang Cheng glanced at Yang Ji, and saw that he was down and looked helpless, and his anger became even more intense: You really thought Gu was a fool like this pretentious person, Humph! Come one after another! Gu is afraid of you!

Having said that, the Tuyuhun Master in front of him was so annoying. What kind of practice and ask the Buddha? Didn’t he just want to let the lonely person be called the sweeping floor in the Western Regions? The most hateful thing is the group of guys who are savage in Honglu Temple, who can’t even deal with the three monks, and the ruthless person favors them so much on weekdays.

Yang Cheng pondered for a while, then looked up and said, "Three masters, Zen Master Liaofan, the monk of Faming Temple, did not return yesterday. I have to leave this matter of practicing Taoism and asking about Buddha. I have to leave it for the next time!"

"Amitabha - Your Highness, the Crown Prince of the Great Sui Kingdom!" One of the three Tuyuhun monks called a Buddhist chant, "My murongchu and Ashina secrets of Sangye Temple, Master Helianduo came to the Great Sui Kingdom, and he toured the Western Regions countries and promoted the profound Buddhist teachings of the Great Sui Kingdom. He will definitely solve this problem for us and other countries in the Western Regions, but now--"

Murong Chu shook his head regretfully when he said this, and sighed: "But now I ask me how to reply to the people of the Western Regions, how to advocate the wisdom, integrity, integrity, kindness, benevolence and righteousness of the Crown Prince of the Great Sui Kingdom--"

The older Mr. Pig on the golden chair's face turned pale the more he heard. Isn't this pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey? Yang Ji, Yang Ji, the face of the lonely people is gone, will the face of the civil and military officials in the court be there? What about the face of the Great Sui Dynasty? You have put a lot of effort into pulling the lonely people down!

"Please send all the cavalry to find Zen Master Fan in the name of the Sui Dynasty!" The civil and military officials of the court looked at each other and said in unison.

Old Pig looked at the guys standing in his highness coldly, and their teeth were clattering, so they could not pull them out of the Meridian Gate to behead them.

It is rare in ancient and modern times.

Yang Xiaozhen felt sad and respectful to Mr. Zhu, who was led by Lord Yuan and Lord Xu even sneered at this group of old guys: He was so old that he could not tell the difference, ignored the reputation of the country, and openly connected with the outside and the inside! He returned to the Shangshu, Duwei's father! It was a fucking bunch of trash!

Yang Xiao took two steps and sneered at Murong Chu: "Are you the Tuyuhun National Master?"

Xu Xiaode, who was standing beside him, hurried forward and shouted at Yang Xiao, "Where did you come from, you don't understand etiquette, you disturb the government affairs without authorization, and ruined the normal diplomatic relations between the Great Sui Dynasty--"

Damn, this father-in-law kicked the donkey in his brain. I have such great energy to destroy diplomatic relations? I put such a big hat on me as soon as I came up! I was birds of a feather with that stinky woman.

"Shut up!" Yang Xiao was annoyed, completely ignoring that he was Hui's father, and still yelled at Xu Xiaode with wide eyes, "Whose salary are you getting? Tuyuhun or Dasui? Talk to them like this!"

When Xu Xiaode was yelled, his old face was so angry that it was so blue and white that his lips trembled a few times. He turned to the old man pig on the golden chair and said incoherently: "Your Highness, this - this - little - monk - him -"

Mr. Zhu felt very happy and sneered in secret, saying, "Xu Aiqing, you don't know anything. Yang Xiao, the disciple of Master Lefan of Faming Temple, was appointed by his father. Yuan Tianxian personally declared the order. He will face the saint later!"

Everyone present was shocked at the scene. The young monk who came out of nowhere turned out to be the emperor personally appointed him to meet the saint.

Gao Ping was already scared and sweating. He thought it was the prince's will, but he never thought it was the old emperor! He remembered the fierceness of the young monk when he held Shangguan's favorite hostage in the valley, and his legs trembled like sieve.

The Tuyuhun national master Murong Chu didn't care whether the emperor ordered it or not. Seeing that the little monk pointing at his nose and scolding seemed to be a monk from the Faming Temple in the prince's mouth, he thought about finding the place to humiliate him.

"Amitabha! Since this little master is a monk from Faming Temple, he will definitely be able to solve those three doubts for me!" Murong Chu sneered with a Buddha's name.

Yang Xiao was stunned, "You're going to talk to me about Buddhism and Taoism! I really saw the bald man and became a monk. Hehe, I want to see me being ugly, and the sun came out from the west! Why do I say that I have heard the old monk recited the sutra for half a month! I still have more than a thousand years of "color is emptiness, emptiness is color" theory of practicing Buddhism! But can't I just say that I won't make a fuss?

"Well, let you see the essence of my Great Sui Buddhism! If you have any difficult problems, just come!" Yang Xiao was not afraid at all and smiled.

Everyone looked at Yang Xiao in surprise. Unexpectedly, this little monk dared to take on this job. Does he have the ability? Those are the three difficult questions that even the monks of the Honglu Temple cannot answer!

Seeing that he had fallen into the trap, Murong Chu smiled and said, "The first question: A great monk once said that practicing Taoism is like carrying baskets of mountains with a shoulder pole to move Mount Tai and leveling Mount Tai! So is it easy to move Mount Tai or become a Buddha?"

Yang Xiao was stunned, damn, isn’t this just a mind-cultivation? The old monk often talks about it! What is the problem to solve? Still a problem? Is Buddhism at this time in kindergarten? Yang Xiao lowered his head and thought, oh, by the way, it should be almost the same. In his own era, this time should be the time when Tang Monk went to the West to obtain the scriptures!

Seeing him lower his eyebrows and pondering, Murong Chu and the other two raised their heads and sneered: "My little master, can't you answer?"

Yang Xiao came back to his senses and said hilariously: "You dare to ask questions even if you solve the problem. It's really embarrassing you Tuyuhun monks!"

When he heard this, Mr. Pig was filled with joy. Xiaoer was Xiaoer, the lonely lucky star!

After hearing this, King Long couldn't help but sneer: "Yang Xiao, don't be polite!"

Yang Xiao ignored him and said to Murong Chu: "Listen, when you practice Taoism and become a Buddha, Mount Tai has long been removed. Because when your mind is free from obstacles, Mount Tai will not exist at all, Master Murong!"

"Okay!" Old Man Pig clapped his hands and shouted loudly.

All the masters in Qianyang Hall were extremely talented and could not speak Buddhist principles, but they could understand the meaning. Seeing that the little monk in front of him really had this Zen theory, he was shocked and looked at each other!

Murong Chu and the other two were also extremely surprised and couldn't help but look at each other. They really didn't expect that the problem that stumped countless monks would be easily transformed by the little monk in front of them!

"My little master is indeed smart," said a master on Murong Chu's left, "I want to ask the secret of Ashi, I have said that the Buddhist scriptures have once opened up. Mount Sumeru is hidden in mustard seeds. How can Mount Sumeru be so big that it can be stuffed into a mustard seed? You can't show it to me."

Damn, I want to play a word game with me! Humph, I don’t know that your originator is right in front of you! Yang Xiao smiled strangely.

"You are so stingy and sweet."

"Ashin's little secret" Ashin said contemptuously.

"Master Shit, you are really amazing," Yang smiled, "I guess you are familiar with the scriptures!"

"A little bit of trouble!" Ashin's secret raised his chest, looking like he was full of knowledge.

"Ah! Then why didn't you see you bring the scriptures?"

"Hmph, it's all here!" Ashin pointed to his head and said arrogantly.

"Oh!" Yang Xiao's face suddenly changed. He suddenly took out a book from his arms and smashed it over, cursing loudly, "Oh, I want to play a word game. Are you a master of shit? Then please demonstrate how to stuff that book into your head. I will demonstrate how to stuff Mount Sumeru into mustard seeds! Is that good! Master of shit!"

Ashi was caught off guard and was thrown away by Yang Xiao. He looked at the books on the ground and blushed in his head. He was tucked into his head! Just kidding, how can he stuff it? If he can stuff it in, he can still survive?

"Well said!" Old Pig had already stood up and shouted with a smile on his face.

There was a silence in the hall at this moment!
Chapter completed!
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