When the little monk heard this, his face changed slightly: "How do you know that my scriptures were taught by the master of the Precepts Hall?"

Wang Xing was stunned, it was really.￡∝

However, some monk from this precepts hall could teach such scriptures.

The monks in the Swordsman World look very unclassic!

Wang Xing shook his head helplessly: "Since that's the case, let me tell you what color is, emptiness is, color. I'm afraid you won't understand it, so let me give you an example first. For example, if an article is to be presented to the world, it first requires human thoughts and paper and pen. The appearance of the article is actually "color", and the cause and effect of this "color", such as human thoughts, paper, etc., is "empty". If a person does not want to write articles, or does not have such empty paper and pen, he will not produce such "color" as articles..."

As Wang Xing told the story, the monks were completely confused.

"How is it possible that this is possible?"

"Why do I feel better than what our master explained, and it is more profound."

"Is he really not a monk? Why is he more like a monk than us?"

Finally, Wang Xing made a summary statement: "So color is not a woman color, male color, and emptiness is not nothing. Color is emptiness, which allows people to recognize the phenomena of things, and thus realize that many sufferings and troubles are caused by the illusion in people's hearts; emptiness is color, and it is based on the commonalities and causes and conditions of things to let people know the cycle of cause and effect, good and evil..."

The eyes of several monks looking at Wang Xing were very different. One color is empty and the color can be explained so profoundly.

How profound should this Buddhism be?

The young monk was also ashamed of himself. At this time, he found that the color he knew was empty and was so light.

After Wang Xing finished speaking, "Do you guys understand? I'm going to talk about the second question below. How can one flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi be explained?"

The little monk wanted to speak, but when he thought of Wang Xing's power, he immediately shut up.

Wang Xing smiled and began to speak on his own: "In the past, the Buddha picked up flowers, but Kashyapa smiled, and then walked to the Pure Land. From a flower, you can realize the whole world and ascend to heaven. The Buddha said: One flower, one world, one grass, one heaven, one leaf, one Tathagata, one sand, one bliss, one pure land, one smile, one dust relationship, one thought, one tranquility..."

Gradually, more and more monks were around.

Many monks passing by outside started to listen carefully. After half an hour, dozens of monks had already surrounded Wang Xing.

Wang Xing was still talking, and many Buddhist scriptures kept coming out of his mouth without any pauses.

At this moment, he is like a Buddha who saves sentient beings, and also like a compassionate Guanyin.

Every passage he spoke is a reinterpretation of the passage.

"It's so amazing. It turns out that this is the reason why the Buddha cuts his flesh and feeds the eagle."

"I only realized that if I don't go to hell, who can go to hell? This is how I can explain it."

"Who is he? He actually has such a profound Buddhist teachings? Is he the Gao Zeng who led the hair to practice?"

...

Two hours later, Wang Xing sat on the steps of Shaolin Temple.

Under him, there were already hundreds of Shaolin disciples. They were so drunk that they even reached the state of selflessness.

Such a prosperous era is unprecedented in Shaolin's history.

Wang Xing himself was a little unbelievable: "It was indeed better in ancient times. There were no fake monks. Since they became monks, they all truly converted to my Buddha. Therefore, they could continue to listen to the Buddhist scriptures I spoke. Unlike China today, there was no way to find a few real monks. If they had told them these Buddhist scriptures, they would have been driven away by them."

Since someone is willing to listen, Wang Xing also plans to talk about it.

But he suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind, especially the footsteps were extremely heavy, obviously not something that ordinary people could make.

Looking back.

Wang Xing saw an old monk with a short stature, thin face and kind expression.

"Donor, I am late."

"Are you Fangzheng?"

Wang Xing roughly recognized it.

He saw the first little monk next to Fang Zheng, and knew that it must be the little monk who invited Fang Zheng out.

Sure enough, the little monk blinked at Wang Xing, looking a little flattering.

"I am a monk Fang Zheng." Fang Zheng said, "I didn't expect that a young man with such profound Buddhism would come to our Shaolin. It really surprised me."

"My name is Wang Xing." Wang Xing smiled, "I came to Shaolin to discuss Buddhism with Master Fang Zheng."

"Of course there is no problem with this." Fang Zheng did not refuse at all.

"Master Fang Zheng, if my Buddhism can convince you, I will be the first to win." Wang Xing smiled slightly and had already started digging a hole for Fang Zheng.

"Love Head?" Fang Zheng was surprised.

"I came to Shaolin and taught a scripture to so many Lin disciples. I also happened to have a college... Oh, you can understand it as a private school. Just as senior experts like Master Fang Zheng also need to give me a lecture to my students." Wang Xing said.

"What's the difficulty? Even if your Buddhism cannot convince me, I am willing to tell your students." Fang Zheng answered with ease, not knowing that he had sold himself.

"Okay!" Wang Xing smiled, "Master Fang Zheng, then let's start now!"

"Here?" Fang Zheng looked around and immediately knew Wang Xing's plan. This was obviously to let these disciples of Shaolin be a witness!

In the public eye, if he regrets it, what is the majesty of the abbot?

Wang Xing pondered for a moment, sorted out the Buddhist scriptures in his mind, and then began to talk about them.

Fang Zheng thought that Wang Xing had just understood a little bit of Buddhism, but gradually he was shocked and then he was completely stunned.

As the discussion became more and more profound, Fang Zheng's head was covered in sweat, and he was also shocked by Wang Xing.

"It seems that the abbot is exhausted?"

"So amazing, he actually convinced our entire Shaolin in Buddhism."

"Oh my god, it's an eye-opener. He must have been sent by Buddha to save us."

...

"Donor Wang Xing, I am convinced." Fang Zheng hurriedly said when Wang Xing paused. He didn't dare to let Wang Xing continue, otherwise he would only seem even more vulnerable.

"Since that's the case, please ask the master to sign it." Wang Xing took out the contract letter. As long as Fang Zheng signed it, regardless of whether he was deceived or not, he could only be a college teacher in the future.

"What is this?" Fang Zheng was surprised.

"I was afraid that Master Fang Zheng would not go to my academy, so I prepared a contract in particular." Wang Xing showed a harmless smile of humans and animals, "Don't worry, Master Fang Zheng, will I still harm you? You have also seen my Buddhism. I have such a profound understanding of Buddhism and must be a great person."

This lie made her face flushed and she was breathless, and she immediately convinced Fang Zheng.

"Yes!" Fang Zheng nodded and began to sign.
Chapter completed!