"The teacher often taught the little monk that color is emptiness, emptiness is color, there is nothing in itself, how to dye the dust color. Zhenjun thinks, what is the color of dust?"

"It's you, me, and all beings. ”

"Makomi, please ask. ”

"Your Western teachings always teach people to be kind and forbearing, and forbearance is a word, heh, what's the use?"

"The doctrine of my religion is not to teach people to be kind and forbearing, but to persuade people to be good; between heaven and earth, monks are bustling, and if all living beings benefit themselves for the sake of profit, how can they know goodness? Therefore, our followers take it as their duty to persuade people to be good, not just the word 'forbearance'. Teachers often say that no matter how deep the cultivation is, there will be times when there will be anger, endure small endures, and do not endure great evil. ”

"A wicked person raises a knife and runs rampant, but when he encounters an even more evil person, it is just the word 'forbearance'. This question is revealed, you ask. ”

Ask and answer, answer and ask.

Yang Jian and Jin Chanzi stood on the mountain road, standing in front of dozens of 'masters' of the Western Sect, and it had been half an hour since they opened their mouths to debate.

Both of them are difficult for each other, and sometimes the answers are plausible, and they don't dig too deep into each other.

Because when they dig deeper, it will inevitably be a more troublesome debate, and both of them deliberately avoid it.

Speaking of the ability to talk about the Tao, in fact, it is just a worship of the golden cicada under the incarnation of the Taoist disciple, who is famous on the Lingshan Mountain, the golden cicada has a superb understanding, and the cultivation time is not long, but in terms of Taoism, there are few people in the Western Sect who can beat it.

Jin Chanzi's way of arguing is somewhat similar to Yang Jian's, and when the two meet together, they can also be regarded as chess opponents.

All kinds of stealing concepts, avoiding the important and trivial, metaphorical irony, and the words are also all over the world, and there is almost no logic in the back.

But these ordinary words popped out of the two of them, which always made people a little shocked, and there was a sense of 'sudden realization'.

In the Jade Void Palace, several immortals sat in the clouds in front of the hall, drinking a little wine, looking at the situation in the cloud mirror technique, and shouting happily.

Although it was a bit inappropriate for Yang Jian to go to the Western Sect to make trouble without consulting them, he really gave them a bad breath.

And at this time, Yang Jian argued with the golden cicada that came out of nowhere, and easily brought the teachings of the exposition and the Taoist scriptures of the Taoist sect, and 'battled' with the Western teachings and scriptures, which was also quite enjoyable to watch.

Maybe it was really a hands-on fight, and Yang Jian's incarnation could easily crush the golden cicada to death, but the two debated on an equal footing, and gradually began to evolve into a contest between expounding doctrines and Western doctrines.

"Yang Jian's nephew's eloquence...... There's no one left," Huang Long smacked his lips, "I really want to go all the way with him, and also go to meet those Western sect members and discuss the Tao with them!"

Taiyi Zhenren said: "When it comes to this kind of thing, the important thing is not how long you are immersed in the scriptures and morality, but whether your mind is active and whether you react quickly. ”

The red sperm asked, "What the master and nephew are talking about, is it really the way?"

"Like the Tao, but not the Tao, it is the Tao. ”

Guang Chengzi said this, took a sip of the wine bottle, and continued to look at the situation in the cloud mirror.

Heavenly Court Lingxiao Palace, at this time, there were whispers everywhere, and the white-haired old men frowned and pondered, constantly figuring out the respective remarks of Yang Jian and Jin Chanzi.

Even, if it weren't for the fact that this was before the Lingxiao Treasure Hall and the Jade Emperor Throne, they would probably have to stand on both sides and start to have a more ambitious discussion around the words spoken by Yang Jian and Jin Chanzi.

Nezha sat in the corner a little dejectedly, holding the fire-tipped gun, and stared blankly at Yang Jian's face in the cloud mirror.

"What's wrong?" Lei Zhenzi walked over from the side, leaned against the jade pillar, and said with a smile, "Have you noticed the gap between us and Senior Brother again?"

"I don't understand...... What they say. ”

Nezha sighed faintly, Lei Zhenzi sneered, and didn't tease him much.

Huang Tianhua was wearing the court clothes of a civil official, muttering constantly in his mouth, and also walked over, with a puzzled face, "What Senior Brother said just now, the sky is hot, and the heart is calm and naturally cool, what is the explanation?"

"This ...... Hey, look, the senior brother seems to be stumped!"

Nezha suddenly shouted, and all the eyes in the hall were cast on the cloud mirror, and sure enough, he saw Yang Jian standing there with a gloomy face.

Nezha hurriedly asked, "What did the bald donkey ask before?"

One of them whispered beside him: "Jin Chanzi asked, for the evil of a thousand people, but just put down the butcher's knife and repent, how can you not enter the Elysium." ”

"What's so difficult about this?" Nezha muttered, "Wouldn't it be nice to answer that the country is easy to change and difficult to change?"

"Shhhhhhhhhhh

On the mountain road, the wind was a little noisy, and hundreds of figures were standing around at some point, surrounding Yang Jian and the golden cicada.

After Jin Chanzi said that sentence and put down the butcher's knife and woke up, Yang Jian was silent for a while without answering.

When the surrounding figures thought that Yang Jian was going to admit defeat, Yang Jian's eyes were slightly mocking and sighed lightly.

"I thought that Daoyou was also a person with a pure heart, but I didn't expect that he would say such words," Yang Jian said indifferently, "Probably when the West taught people, they didn't say these words less." ”

Jin Chanzi frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Yang Jian twitched the corners of his mouth, "What's wrong with what you say? Not to mention anything else, according to your Western teachings, you can enter Bliss from the first world of goodness, and you can enter the West from the tenth world of goodness, I am mistaken?"

"Absolutely. ”

"Then why do you Western Sects say that wicked people who put down their butcher knives and wake up can directly enter Bliss?"

Yang Jian's gaze was a little pressing, and Jin Chanzi suddenly thought of something, his face turned pale, and his breathing was a little difficult.

Yang Jian scolded: "This is the Western Religion? While saying to the good people, you can do good deeds for ten lifetimes and accumulate enough merit for a thousand years to enter my Western Elysium, and on the other hand, he smiled at those evil people who were bloodstained with butcher knives and bore sins, saying that as long as you put down the butcher knife in your hand, you can enter the Western Elysium. Why do you bully honest people?"

If I am a mortal, why should I do good deeds? I just need to walk and slash and kill wantonly for the rest of my life, and then I will be fully enlightened before I die?"

"It is ridiculous to persuade people to do good! Put down the butcher's knife and enter bliss? It is even more ridiculous!"

"When I look at your Western teachings, what I see is not good people, but those evil ghosts dressed in good skins," Yang Jian sneered and looked up, "In the golden light here, isn't it also a cold ghost?"

Jin Chanzi frowned and stared at Yang Jian, he didn't say anything for a long time, and then he let out a long sigh, folded his hands and saluted, and got out of the way.

Yang Jian laughed twice and walked forward, his laughter full of ridicule of the figures around him.

"That's different!"

An old man shouted, "The one who lays down the butcher's knife is a man with a good heart, and this man is evil by nature, so how can he be the same as those who are good by nature?"

Yang Jian's gaze swept over, "What do you mean, is it natural for wicked people to do evil, and good people should be killed if they suffer evil? What kind of pickling and dirty business are you Western Sects engaged in? Is your doctrine to protect good people or evil people?"

"This is different! The Elysium that the good enter is different from the Elysium that the wicked enter!"

"Ridiculous!"

Yang Jian's tongue suddenly bloomed with spring thunder, and a thunderbolt exploded on the mountain road, and a group of figures kept retreating.

The mountain road opened, and Yang Jian walked forward, every step was very slow, but every step was like a nail that had been hammered into the hearts of these Western sects.

At the end of the mountain road, there were more figures gathered, but these people looked at Yang Jian with different fears.

It was ridiculous, and it really made many Western sect members turn pale.

The golden cicada bore the brunt of the attack, and at this time it was left behind by the slowly moving crowd, standing on the mountain road and muttering constantly.

'If you put down the butcher's knife and enter bliss, then what do you do good?'

"Why do good...... Why ......" Jin Cicada took a light breath, her body trembling unconsciously, but her eyes were full of self-doubt.

Finally, more and more eyes gathered on Yang Jian, and people kept standing up to discuss with Yang Jian, but they were all dismissed by Yang Jian after asking and answering.

When Yang Jian was about to walk onto the Western Sect Dojo, Lao Jun, who had not moved, finally raised his left hand.

It's just that at this time, few people are still paying attention to Lao Jun's actions, and Yang Jian's strategy of confusing the public has been perfectly achieved.

Lao Jun took a futon out, poured out a cloud of yellow light in the futon, and turned into a fat Taoist leader.

Who is Duobao who has not disappeared for thousands of years?

"Become a Buddha," Lao Jun said, "Don't let Yang Jian's mind down." ”

"Hey, okay, you have the final say......" Duobao Daoist sat on the futon, wearing a robe, the long hair on his head began to fall off slowly, he began to recite some obscure scriptures in his mouth, and the pure power of heaven and earth began to gather around him.

At first, it was just a light drizzle, but gradually it turned into a huge wave.

"Really, how did I get into such a chore!"

Duobao Daoist scolded with a wry smile, and suddenly the treasure was solemn, and the positive and negative Buddha seals suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Om......

Well......

This......

Trumpet......

Pyrimidine......

Bellow......

The six-character mantra slowly circulated between this piece of heaven and earth, and Lao Jun raised his hand to sprinkle the glow of the sky, suppressing the movement of this place for the time being.

All sentient beings are miserable, and they should be the ones who have a degree.

All things are sorrowful, and they should be detached.

Duobao Taoist remembered the various postures, coughs, various scriptures, and the specific steps of how to do it today, and the recitation of the six-character mantra became stronger and stronger, until when the heavens and the earth shook, he pointed to the sky with one hand and pressed the earth with the other.

"Make a great wish here today......