"I have heard that there is a master living in seclusion in a temple at the foot of the mountain. Today I see that he is indeed extraordinary. Since you have honored me with your presence, I will not neglect you. I will share with you what I have learned in my life. After this, both of us will gain a lot."
The way Master Miekong speaks is much more mysterious.
It was clearly an exchange of ideas and competition, but when someone spoke it became a conversation!
It was obvious that they were giving it their all. They didn't treat you as a youngster, but asked you to use all you had learned in your life. You and I both gained a lot.
Look at this level, worthy of being the world-renowned and invincible Master Miekong.
Zhang Fan naturally heard the hidden meaning in this guy's words, but he was not in a hurry.
After Master Miekong said these words with a smile, the first ones to lose their temper were the pilgrims around him.
"What's going on? Isn't today a great day for Buddhism? It's the birthday of Mahavairocana Bodhisattva. Why are they trying to have some kind of Buddhist or Taoist exchange in the midst of this grand temple?"
"Don't you understand? It's obvious that the two masters Huikong and Huiming, whose limelight was previously stolen by Mr. Zhang Fan, invited Master Miekong to come to the factory. It's obvious that they are going to have a showdown."
"I have seen this kind of thing in big cities, especially along the coast, but I didn't expect to see it in a quasi-first-tier city like ours."
"The last time I witnessed Buddhism and Taoism fighting was more than ten years ago. That time, both masters fought each other. I wonder to what extent it will evolve today."
"If you don't understand, then ask, what does this Buddhist-Taoist communication mean? As far as I know, Buddhists and Taoists don't seem to have anything in common. How can they communicate?"
"Stupid, of course it's a debate! Use theory to see which sect has a higher ceiling, who is more powerful, Taoism or Buddhism. And things like this are often not so easy to resolve, and in the end you need to fight in person. That scene is hard to see, and it's probably even more shocking than when Mr. Zhang Fan helped the noble lady find her son's soul."
"Oh, that means there's going to be something interesting to watch."
"It's still in time today. I just need to light a stick of incense. Not only can I get guidance from Master Miekong, but I can also see the Buddhist and Taoist exchanges that haven't happened in many years. If this gets out, I guess our Buddhist believers will envy me to death."
The two parties involved have not yet revealed any attitude, but the audience around them have already become very excited.
Many people know that Taoism is very rare nowadays.
For ordinary people, let alone seeing the conflict between Buddhism and Taoism, it would be harder than climbing to heaven to find a true Taoist among the crowd.
Those true ascetics often live in seclusion in the mountains and wilderness. Looking around, it is difficult to find a true practitioner in this sea of people.
Although there are many Buddhists, there are very few truly enlightened monks.
In addition, these two factions have been famous throughout the world since the emergence of the human race in myths and legends, and have continued to exist until today.
This shows how deep their foundation is. Between these two overlords, who will come out on top or be the leader has always been a hotly debated topic.
Now there is finally a chance to witness a peak showdown between the two with our own eyes, which makes many people extremely excited.
What's more, there seems to be some personal grudges involved, which is both welcome and informative, so why not do it?
Now no one left, and they were willing to wait until dark.
Seeing that Zhang Fan remained silent for a long time but seemed to be smiling and confident, Master Miekong felt that Zhang Fan was too arrogant and could not help but snort coldly.
"Since the donor is already here, please sit over there first."
As soon as he stretched out his hand, two little monks holding cushions came to Zhang Fan a thousand meters away, placed the cushions on both sides, and invited Zhang Fan to sit down.
"Then I will respectfully obey your command!"
Zhang Fan finally spoke, with a smile on his face all the time, and he sat calmly on the futon. This demeanor alone was enough to make the eyes of the many girls around him shine.
You know, even though Zhang Fan hasn't appeared on the Internet platform for a long time, the legends about him have never stopped.
Such a young, wealthy, elegant and capable man, even if he looks a little ordinary, will still attract countless women and make them ecstatic.
At this time, people from the Buddhist community lined up behind Master Miekong!
As for those ordinary people who followed Zhang Fan up the mountain, after thinking about it, they did not move away and stood behind Zhang Fan.
In this way, the entire small square was divided into two small groups.
It has to be said that even though this temple was courting disaster last time and had its reputation ruined by plotting against Zhang Fan, its two high monks were verbally abused in the street.
But now it is still considered to be quite popular, especially the followers of Master Huikong. There are so many that you can't see the end of them. There are about 700 to 800 people.
And there were only a few dozen people behind Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan didn't care about this at all.
Just like when he was in the Three Realms, facing tens of thousands of Buddhist examples and the siege of hundreds of giant Buddhas, he still killed them all and even shattered the dharmakayas of two true Bodhisattvas.
Now, even if the other side has a large number of people and strong power, in Zhang Fan's eyes they are just a bunch of chickens and dogs.
And behind Zhang Fan, those believers who had recognized Zhang Fan didn't care at all.
Because they saw with their own eyes that Zhang Fan used his own methods to save people, and the top of the incense stick in the noodle shop is now very spiritual.
These two things alone are enough to prove that Zhang Fan is a living god.
Seeing that Zhang Fan was as calm as usual, with eyes as cool as frost, Master Miekong couldn't help but look up to Zhang Fan.
"Although this boy is arrogant, he seems to have the right reasons to be arrogant. Ask him a sharp question and see how he answers."
Master Miekong turned the rosary in his hand and suddenly spoke.
"Donor, do you know that the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic Su Wen mentioned that the age difference between ancient and modern people is all due to the inability to achieve harmony between man and nature and follow the course of nature. Since this truth is written in the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic and is enshrined as a Taoist grand ceremony, why do you still work hard to cultivate immortality and seek the way to immortality? Why not return to nature, and dust to dust, ashes to dust."
Having said this, Master Miekong was silent for a moment, then continued.
"I have heard that you can summon spirits and rescued the son of the noble lady. Since the Suwen chapter says that everything should be returned to nature and pursue the unity of heaven and man, why do you forcibly interfere in human affairs? In this case, isn't the Tao you practiced in a state of contradiction from beginning to end?"
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