chapter 75

An old monk with a square face, wearing a brand-new gorgeous cassock, came up the mountain surrounded by more than a hundred believers.

His aura was aggressive and his prestige was awe-inspiring.

The old monk looked up at Xuanxin, his eyes full of arrogance and contempt.

Looking at Xuanxin's young face, his expression was even more disdainful.

"Abbot, this is Abbot Yuan Tong of Baoguang Temple."

"Many years ago, he had a grudge with our master during the debate."

Seeing the person coming, Xuan Yuan quickly leaned over and whispered in Xuanxin's ear.

Baoguang Temple was the largest temple within a radius of 50 miles. It had countless pilgrims and believers and was very famous.

The abbot, Master Yuan Tong, was even more respected for his mastery of Buddhism and eloquence.

With more than a hundred devout believers of Baoguang Temple, the old monk Yuan Tong went up the mountain and went straight to Xuanxin. He stood directly in front of Xuanxin.

He had the attitude of a senior monk.

He looked at Xuanxin with disdain and said sarcastically, "Shaolin is just a small temple in the mountains. How dare you call Shaolin Buddha?"

"Xuanxin, you are just an ignorant Buddhist novice. How dare you call yourself the reincarnation of Buddha?"

"How dare you call yourself the living Buddha?"

The old monk Yuan Tong was very arrogant. He pointed at Xuanxin and questioned him very rudely.

He was here to find fault.

Why did he want to find fault?

Because he was the abbot of Baoguang Temple. The pilgrims and believers within a radius of 50 miles were the source of incense and faith of Baoguang Temple.

Now, Shaolin had suddenly become famous. In just a few days, it had gathered so many pilgrims and believers.

How could this be?

Baoguang Temple's rice bowl would be destroyed by him.

The pilgrims and believers gathered by Shaolin were all attracted from Baoguang Temple.

The pilgrims and believers of Baoguang Temple were less than half of what they used to be. Of course, the old monk Yuan Tong was not calm.

He could not sit still in the temple!

How dare a little Shaolin steal the rice bowl of Baoguang Temple?

On what basis?

Intolerable!

Therefore, early in the morning, the old monk Yuan Tong led a group of pilgrims and believers of Baoguang Temple up Shaoshi Mountain to make trouble for the Shaolin Temple.

He wanted to embarrass Xuanxin and humiliate Shaolin in front of the worshippers!

"Amitabha."

Xuanxin's face was expressionless as he calmly chanted the name of Buddha.

He already understood.

He shook his head helplessly in his heart. The Buddhist sects were powerful and had tens of thousands of temples in the world. However, they had also reached a stage where they could not tolerate each other when fighting for the Fate of Incense.

The inner scroll ended here.

There was no way around it.

Shaolin entered the secular world to welcome pilgrims and believers. He wanted to develop and gather the fate of incense.

Such a day was bound to come.

Today, it was the Baoguang Temple. Tomorrow, there might be other eminent monks from other temples coming to compete with him.

The internal competition between the Buddhist sects would escalate, and it would be very cruel in the future.

The competition for Joss Flame believers would be fierce.

Shaolin had no choice but to join in.

If he wanted to develop and grow, there was no such thing as a peaceful place that stood aloof from worldly affairs!

"That's right. A small temple in the mountains dares to pretend to be a god."

"I'm dying of laughter. People believe that he is the reincarnation of Buddha and the Son of Buddha in the world?"

"He's really boasting shamelessly. The little Abbot Shaolin dares to say that he is the reincarnation of Buddha?"

"Abbot Yuan Tong of the Baoguang Temple. Even though he has profound Buddhist doctrine, he doesn't dare to say that."

"Yes, this little Abbot Shaolin looks so young. He is too arrogant."

"He simply doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. He completely doesn't know what's good for him."

"I really don't know why these people are so ignorant. So many people come to the mountain to burn incense and worship Buddha."

"I guess they have been deceived by Abbot Shaolin. They used to go to the Baoguang Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha."

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The old monk Yuan Tong looked at Xuanxin contemptuously with an arrogant expression.

Behind him were more than a hundred pilgrims and believers of the Baoguang Temple.

Under his lead.

He looked disdainful and unceremoniously ridiculed Shaolin.

He put pressure on Shaolin with a strong attack of public opinion.

The confrontation between Shaolin and the Baoguang Temple suddenly became fierce. A group of devout pilgrims and believers of the Shaolin Temple were angry.

It seemed that they couldn't help but rush up to fight.

"I'm so angry. Master Xuanxin is a divine monk!"

"The Baoguang Temple and Master Yuan Tong are too much, aren't they?"

"You say that we are ignorant. You are the ignorant ones. Abbot Xuanxin can communicate with Buddha. He is a real divine monk."

"We have all witnessed Shaolin's miracle. Abbot Xuanxin is the reincarnation of Buddha."

"Can't you see it? The Great Hall, the Sutra Depository, and the Bell and Drum Tower are all miracles given by Buddha! "

"I didn't expect Abbot Yuan Tong of the Baoguang Temple to be so narrow-minded. I will never go to the Baoguang Temple in the future …"

"I'm so angry. How dare he say that about Abbot Xuanxin."

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The pilgrims and believers of the Shaolin Temple were also very devout. There was a confrontation between the pilgrims and believers of the two sides.

It also became fierce at this moment.

The dispute evolved into accusations and curses.

Even Xuangang Xuanyuan, who was next to Xuanxin, was extremely angry.

Wu Zhen, Wu Tian, and Wu Yan, the three personal disciples, were so excited that their faces and ears turned red.

They felt extremely indignant and wanted to join in the cursing.

"Abbot, they have gone too far."

"Yes, the Baoguang Temple has gone too far."

"Abbot Yuan Tong deliberately came to make trouble for Shaolin."

"It's so annoying. They dare to slander me, Shaolin, and the abbot."

"They have gone too far. How dare they despise me, Shaolin …"

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Xuangang Xuanyuan, Wu Zhen, Wu Tian, and Wu Yan were also emotional at this moment.

The old monk Yuan Tong was so calm and arrogant that he let the believers behind him ridicule and slander him.

There were all kinds of sneers and even all kinds of insults.

"Amitabha."

After chanting the name of Buddha, Xuanxin used the internal Qi of the Virgin Buddha Embracing Skill.

This Buddha's name immediately exploded in everyone's ears.

The dispute quieted down in an instant.

All eyes were focused on Xuanxin.

At this moment, how could Xuanxin be calm in his heart? He even wanted to roll up his sleeves and beat the old monk Yuan Tong to the ground.

"He has gone too far!"

"He doesn't care about martial ethics!"

"Yuan Tong? I'm SF Express."

But Xuanxin couldn't do that. First, he was the abbot. Second, this was an internal dispute between Buddhists for the fate of incense.

It was not a matter of whose fist was harder to control the right to speak.

Of course, Shaolin's fist was not hard enough at the moment.

But he couldn't fight like a hooligan. It was undignified.

The internal disputes of monks were generally intellectual. Only when they stood on the moral high ground could they fight.

Xuanxin glanced at the faces of Xuan Yuan, Xuan Gang, and the three direct disciples one by one.

Under the gaze of Xuanxin, Xuangang Xuanyuan and the three direct disciples trembled.

They put their palms together and bowed their heads. They said together, "Amitabha."

Under the suppression of Xuanxin's absolute prestige.

Xuangang Xuanyuan and the three direct disciples restrained all their anger.

They quieted down.

Xuangang Xuanyuan and the three direct disciples, Wuzhen and Wutian Wuyan.

They all sat cross-legged in front of Xuanxin.

Xuanxin looked at Xuangang Xuanyuan and the three direct disciples. He chuckled and said open-mindedly, "I once asked Buddha, if someone in the world slandered me, bullied me, humiliated me, laughed at me, looked down on me, and despised me, what should I do?"

"Buddha said, you might as well tolerate him, let him, let him be, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, and ignore him."

"In a few years, look at him. What will he be like?"

Xuanxin said these words to Xuan Yuan, Xuan Gang, and the three direct disciples in a relaxed tone.