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Lin Yi happened to finish reading a thick copy of the "Panluo Sutra", he gently closed the back cover of the scripture book, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

No one noticed that his face was slightly pale at the moment, and his breath was a little unstable.

He stood up, walked straight to Gu Qiuyu, and exchanged the thick scriptures into Dean Gu's hands.

"Thank you Dean Gu for the sutra, I have read it all. Lin Yi said lightly.

"Lin Yi, you...... Have you really read the entire Buddhist scripture?" asked Gu Qiuyu with a look of disbelief.

Lin Yi smiled indifferently and said, "I am lucky to finish reading it in a stick of incense, and Dean Gu and the referees can ask questions at will after a while." ”

"Okay, Lin Yi, it seems that you are very confident. Don't worry, I and a few famous seniors will consider you carefully. Gu Qiuyu smiled coldly, stared at Lin Yi and said in a deep voice.

He felt that Lin Yi was too arrogant, Lin Yi's actions not only desecrated the sacred "Panluo Sutra", but also did not take this battle in his eyes at all.

Lin Yi smiled faintly, and there was no nervousness on his face.

At this time, Han Rui stepped forward and respectfully handed the scripture to Gu Qiuyu, and said with a look of shame: "It's a pity to say that the disciple has only finished studying two-thirds of the "Panluo Sutra". ”

Gu Qiuyu looked at Han Rui with an appreciative expression, and said with a sincere smile: "It's okay, since the "Panluo Sutra" is praised by Buddhism as the most difficult scripture to read, it naturally has its own reason. Speaking of Xiao Han, you are already very good, I have seen all your every move in the book just now. Readers should be like this, study carefully, analyze carefully, even if they only understand one page of the "Praluo Sutra", it is also a respect for the Buddhist Bible. "Bai Du billion, hey, Yan, brother free of charge without a bullet window to watch the next chapter

Saying this, he glanced at Lin Yi and sneered: "Unlike some people, who swallow dates and don't seek much understanding, they not only blaspheme the Buddhist Bible, but also make trouble in this battle unreasonably. ”

When Han Rui heard this, his eyes suddenly turned happy.

"Haha, it seems that Lin Yi has angered this Dean Gu, he is the chief referee of this Qin Ming battle. Lin Yi, you have angered the referee, you have suffered!" he thought to himself.

Lin Yi looked calm, unmoved by Gu Qiuyu's reprimand. He said indifferently: "Since Han Rui and I have finished reading the Buddhist scriptures, let's ask Dean Gu and the judges to ask questions, right?"

"Okay, as you wish. ”

Gu Qiuyu flew down on the referee's bench and handed the two scriptures to the two old men, one of whom was a white-eyed monk.

The white-eyed monk didn't go to pick up the scriptures, he stood up from the audience, glared at Lin Yi angrily, and said in a cold voice: "Disciple of Pearl Academy, do you know that your previous actions really desecrated my Buddhist Bible?"

Lin Yi was stunned, and said with a puzzled expression: "Master, where is this saying? You also saw it just now, we read a thick book of "Panluo Sutra", and there was only a stick of incense, and I was really in a hurry when I quickly turned over the scriptures. ”

"Hmph! hurry, good justification. ”

The white-eyed monk sneered and said in a cold voice: "Let me ask you, since you said that you have read the entire "Pracoma Sutra", how many pages are there in the entire Pracoma Sutra, how many words are in total, and how many scriptures are narrated in total?"

As soon as he said this, Shi Biao's nose was so hung off in the audience.

"Thief bald donkey! How can you think about people like this? You are clearly looking for faults? Such a thick scripture, the third child turned it over, and my eyes were all spent, who can know how many words there are? Who can remember how many scriptures there are?"

Not only Shi Biao, but Lin Yi's little brothers were all indignant, looking at the white-eyed monk on the referee's seat with a fierce attitude.

Qin Shixi and Wu You glanced at each other, and both of them could see the banter in their eyes this time.

"Hehe, the white-eyed old monk asked this question well. Let's see how Lin Yi answers. Qin Shixi smiled secretly in his heart.

Wu You sneered again and again, he didn't believe that Lin Yi could really read such a thick scripture in a stick of incense time, it was the most difficult scripture to be read by people in Buddhism!

Now.

The huge martial arts training ground, the quiet needle drop can be heard.

Everyone looked at Lin Yi without blinking, and they all wanted to hear what kind of answer Lin Yi would answer.

Facing the attention of hundreds of thousands of eyes, Lin Yi pondered for a moment and said loudly: "The entire "Panluo Jackfruit Heart Sutra" has a total of 1,198 pages, and the entire scripture has a total of 543,345 words, and a total of 9,999 scriptures are told from beginning to end. ”

Lin Yi's voice is clear, magnetic, neither humble nor arrogant, listening to people's ears, it makes people feel like a spring breeze.

The white-eyed old monk was slightly stunned, his eyes were flustered, and he turned his head to look at an old man in gray beside him.

The old man in gray is a big man who has an unpredictable relationship with Qin Lao, this big man is not brilliant in cultivation at all, and his brilliance is that his research on Buddhist scriptures has even surpassed countless eminent monks.

"Senior Brother Bodhi, how many of the three answers are correct?" asked the white-eyed old monk.

The gray-clothed old man known as Senior Brother Bodhi looked at Lin Yi with a shocked expression, he didn't seem to hear the question of the white-eyed old monk at all, his gaze at Lin Yi gradually softened.

"Lin Yi, why do you say that there are 9,999 verses in the Praluo Sutra?" Senior Brother Bodhi asked with a smile.

Lin Yi pondered for a moment and said: "In terms of Buddhism and Taoism, nine means the extreme, and nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine scriptures represent the most profound and extreme scriptures in Buddhism. ”

Senior Brother Bodhi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he continued to ask, "You really finished reading the entire Prajra Sutra. ”

Lin Yi nodded very seriously, "A stick of incense burned out, and I barely finished reading it." ”

"Well, I'll ask you again. Tell me, what is the twelfth line of page 1196 of the Praraksa Sutra about?"

Lin Yi replied like a stream: "There are eight words in total, color is emptiness, and emptiness is color." ”

"Very good, what is the verse on page 1190, 21 verses about?" Senior Brother Bodhi looked at Lin Yi with a bright light, as if he was looking at his long-separated confidant.

Lin Yi did not hesitate and continued to answer fluently: "On page 1190, the twenty-first line of scripture only has three words, and it cannot be said. ”

"Correct. It's a good one to say, but you still said it. Senior Brother Bodhi laughed and continued to ask, "When is the birth date of the Buddha?"

"The eighth day of the fourth month of the Shengwu calendar. Lin Yi continued to answer fluently.

Senior Brother Bodhi asked more than 20 questions in a row, and Lin Yi answered them all fluently, and the two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding. The white-eyed old monk has long been abandoned.

The white-eyed old monk was anxious to scratch his ears and cheeks for a while, he listened to Lin Yi's answer, and looked at the excitement on Senior Brother Bodhi's face, he couldn't bear it anymore, and reached out to push Senior Brother Bodhi.

"Hey, Senior Brother Bodhi, is this Lin Yi's answer right?"