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Chapter 237 mouth gun battle

When he practiced to the level of Yuanzhong, he should not have been worried about such slander, and it was like a breeze blowing his face and smiling. But Xue Mu's loud shout was too bad. He was raising his breath and spreading it all over the mountain. There were probably tens of thousands of believers who worshiped Buddha in the previous mountain. If someone took it as the truth, he really felt that the abbot of Wujiu Temple would go to the brothel and not pay for it, and then Wujiu Temple would also pass on a Mao Taoist!

Hehuan Taoism is passed down from generation to generation, one fake one will pay ten dear?

You are so hard-earned money. Even if you owe the money for prostitution, is it your hard-earned money? Don’t say it as if you are prostitutes? Is it as good as if you are prostitutes?

No, no one has a prostitute!

Yuan Zhong was so angry that he almost passed away. The faint slight understanding of the previous one flew away.

After all, he has no "empty" and has not "knowable" yet. He still has some concerns about many things, so he has not yet felt the vain.

Fortunately, he was a monk who practiced after all, so he quickly calmed down and said helplessly: "Why should Mr. Xue do this..."

Xue Mu was righteous: "You besieged my sister and have a grudge against me. I don't beat you because I can't beat you, and I will help you understand it? When I am a good man for ten generations, you remember what I said and you will understand it in the future. It's already a big advantage. Don't behave like it."

Yuan Zhong shook his head slightly: "I heard this at first, but when I thought about it, it was not as good as the previous sentence of the general manager."

Xue Mu was stunned. No... This sentence has subverted the habits of a normal modern person. Hey, isn't it all the legend that someone conquered the previous sentence with the next sentence?

Yuan Zhong sighed: "There is nothing originally, where can dust be caused... It is not born or destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, which is indeed the ultimate realm that the temple seeks, but the great way is always there. It is useless to explain it in a hundred ways. What people want to know is how to seek it. And wipe it frequently and do not let dust be caused. It seems to be obsessed with appearance but not empty, but it is actually the way of practice. It is urged to remind people to reflect and wipe it yourself. This is the ultimate truth that cannot be broken in the world's practice, which can benefit everyone."

Mu Jianli nodded slightly, as if agreeing. Xue Mu was stunned for a long time, but he also felt that it made sense. Nothing was just a joke, and he said it as if he didn't say anything. Wiping it frequently is what to do.

Well, maybe I don’t understand Buddha at all and can’t tell who is right or wrong. Anyway, I can’t understand the matter of Xu Xuan, and pragmatism is more pragmatic. In other words, Wujiu Temple is also a down-to-earth Buddhist sect that prefers pragmatism.

By the way, Wujiu, in layman's terms, it means "nothing happens". Cause and effect can be understood as planting melons and getting beans.

It's really practical...

Yuan Zhong said again: "As for the besieging Sister Ling, I used the masses to overthrow the demon sect to join the demon sect, this is indeed a violation of my practice. After returning, I will never make any progress in my practice, and it will be retribution. But please forgive me for saying that Sister Ling’s bloody battles the world and has a lot of wronged souls in her hands, which is not a false boast. Eliminating demons and defending the way is my duty. If General Manager Xue takes this as a grudge, who will he seek the grudges of thousands of wronged souls?"

Xue Mu sneered, "What nonsense is it? If your bald sister is opened, will the monks below you say that it is duty and not a grudge? Not hypocritical? I am also forgiving me, protecting my shortcomings is a normal person's characteristic. If you say that you are killing relatives for the sake of justice, although there are very few true saints, most of them are betrayal for greater interests, or they are just waste in their nests. Unfortunately, Xue Mu is not the third one."

Yuan Zhong showed a smile on his face: "Mr. Xue's implication is that he also thinks that Sister Ling did something wrong in the past?"

Xue Mu said: "I don't like killing innocent people indiscriminately. I will constrain and change in Xingyue Sect in my way, and I will be the turn of others to quarrel?"

Yuan Zhong seemed to ask meaningfully: "I see that General Xue is also a kind person with great righteousness. If there is really a miserable person who comes to seek revenge, what will General Xue do?"

"Great righteousness?" Xue Mu simply said: "Let me tell you clearly. Although I, Xue Mu, have some kindness to the people in the world, if you really want to take advantage of the weight, this people will not be as good as the hair of the people around me. Whether it is selfish or protecting my shortcomings, I, Xue Mu, is the chief supervisor of Xingyue Sect, not the Holy Mother Bodhisattva!"

All the people said it, Yuan Zhong was not angry and asked Mu Jianli with a smile: "What do you think of Donor Mu?"

Mu Jianli said lightly: "I am a swordsman, not a Bodhisattva."

Xue Mu laughed and held Mu Jianli's hand, very happy: "The old monk still wants to provoke discord."

Yuan Zhong smiled and shook his head: "In fact, since General Xue said that the constraints would change, it has been enough. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. I am a Buddhist sect, not a six gate. I only have the intention of saving people and have no intention of judgment."

Xue Mu was stunned by the words: "Then why are you asking about the miserable?"

Yuan Zhong smiled and said, "Because now, you are the victim who came to seek revenge, and you are full of momentum. What should I do?"

Xue Mu grinned: "You have been in the process for a long time, but you actually want me not to hold grudges."

Yuan Zhong blinked childishly: "The name of the temple is Wujiu."

Xue Mu was amused and crying.

It was the first time he was at a disadvantage in this life. On the surface, he seemed to be more powerful, but the actual result was that the anger he had always kept in his heart to make trouble was really disbanded by the monk's revolving around.

After all, Buddha stick is a Buddha stick, and the word "Talk" lotus" is used to describe them.

Mu Jianli turned his head to look at Xue Mu, and there was a little smile in her eyes. She finally understood the confrontation here. Yuan Zhong almost broke down before, but now Xue Mu's energy was dissipated, which was considered a draw with each other's victory or defeat? Now if Xue Mu continued to talk about this topic of hatred, it would fall into a bad situation, like a shrew cursing and entangling. She also wanted to know what Xue Mu would do next, whether to eliminate his grudges with a smile, or to find another angle to attack.

Xue Mu is not that easy to pass on, he chose to attack.

He picked up the tea on the short table, took a few sips, and said casually: "I think it's a bit difficult for you to be free of blame in this temple. I'm afraid that it won't be passed on for a few generations, and the great retribution will come."

Yuan Zhong was not fooled by such words, and laughed: "Mr. Xue is exaggerating."

Xue Mu said, "Actually, I wanted to talk about this very early. You fantasy world... Ahem, everyone practices martial arts, goes their separate ways, does not do production, and does not advise farmers and tribes. The people in the world only focus on martial arts. Those who can practice martial arts are treasures, and those who cannot practice will farm and weave them. The problem is that those who can practice martial arts are the laborers, and the rest are the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled. To be honest, if there was not a court doing things, and the Shenjimen was developing technology and leaping into productivity, relying on you, the foundation of the world would have collapsed long ago."

Yuan Zhong was silently pondering and finally said solemnly: "This is the case in the world. Why does General Xue say that I, Wujiu Temple, will be retribution?"

"You are all monks and people from Wujiu Temple. Everyone prays to God and Buddha, just to bless you, only to cultivate the next life, only to seek retribution, no enterprising spirit, no intention of striving for progress, all placed on illusory things... Look at the story of the Buddhist son, haha... Xue is sure that if there is a major disaster, Luzhou will be the first to collapse. Maybe you have a lot of warehouses and you will get relief when you encounter problems. But if you encounter a great wasteland that has lasted for many years in the future, I will see how long you can support Wujiu Temple! If the grassroots people are gone, other sects can still create people within and open up the wasteland from scratch... Congratulations to you, Wujiu Temple, for renovating and renovating the land with joy, hahaha..."

Yuan Zhong frowned.

Mu Jianli was also pondering. Yuan Zhong had a different identity, and perhaps he had vague considerations. But in Mu Jianli's ears, he really felt deafening. When did a girl like her who had been practicing sword since childhood consider such a thing? But now when she thinks about it, her whole body is cold. Not only is there a problem with Wujiu Temple, she asked everyone in the Jian Sect how good it can be with a sword?

Is this the whole world wrong?
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