Not all monks have the cultivation level of monk Wushi. Many of these ninety people are hiding Wulu Temple to escape disasters. Even if Bai Fan says so many now, who would believe that he has all his records in his hands? No one will miss it?

But soon Bai Fan took out a booklet and handed it to Qin Shubao who was accompanying him. They were all monks with cases in Wulu Temple, which were all obtained from years of inquiry by the Beggars' Sect.

The reason why I knew but didn't move in the past was that I didn't want to attack Buddhism, because Buddhism was very powerful, stronger than the five surnames and seven families. Just like today, I was reluctant to see so many old ministers emerged. If it were the past, the emperor might have come out to speak for Buddhism. Now, the matter of immortal grain is finally time to attack Buddhism.

Monk Wuyin looked at the disciples who were caught one by one, his face was ashes, and knew that Wulu Temple was already doomed today, and Bai Fan was the evil ghost who collected debts.

"Old monk, come with us. I have been foolishly deceived the people for so many years. Today is over. It's time for you to pay off your debts." Bai Fan sneered.

"Hahaha!"

Monk Wuyin's mouth moved a few times, showing a strange smile, which was a kind of contempt, ridiculous, and even proud.

"Marquis Lantian wants to destroy Buddhism?

Even if you have power in the court and the country? Buddhism is not something you can shake. Although Wulu Temple is located in Chang'an and is a royal temple, its status in Buddhism is indescribable. Wait, you will be retribution."

"Hahahaha, your unwilling words are the best words I heard today. Whether you can shake them is not your final decision. With the cultivation of your old monk, you can't see the details of me, Bai Fan." Bai Fan said disdainfully.

"Hahaha, when Emperor Taiwu of the Northern Wei Dynasty and Emperor Wu of the Northern Zhou Dynasty were the king, he had not done his best to destroy Buddhism by pursuing the power of a country. Just you? The existence of Buddhism is what the people and the king need. Do you think you can destroy it?

Even if you, Bai Fan, can defeat the Buddhist sect for decades with your own strength, but in a hundred years, the Buddhist sect will still be prosperous again. Even if you kill all the Buddhist disciples now, it will be useless."

Bai Fan looked at the old monk and nodded in agreement. Although the old monk did evil, he had a state of mind. Maybe he was about to die, but he saw it clearly.

The reason why Buddhism is constantly because the people have spiritual needs. As long as the monarchs of all generations adopt the policy of fooling the people, they will basically appoint Buddhism. After all, Buddhism practices in the next life and places everything in the illusory next life, so that the people will not be in chaos in this life.

Knowing this, Bai Fan naturally had to find a way to deal with it.

He slowly moved to the young monk Lingzhen, squatted down and said, "Little monk, you are born with wisdom and wisdom. Your master and senior brother practice Buddhism but do evil, and have gone astray. You don't want to be like them, right? I have countless authentic Buddhist scriptures here. How can you practice with me in the future?"

"Impossible. How could you have Mahayana sutras in the West of the Buddhist ancestral land? My Buddhist son Xuanzang has set out to seek it, and he will definitely be able to come back to lead the Buddhist prosperity in the future.

Mr. Lantian, don’t you feel that you have lost your identity if you deceive a child like this?" Monk Wuyin shouted.

The little monk Lingzhen also stared at Bai Fan, blinking his eyes, as if he wanted to ask him why he was lying to himself?

Bai Fan smiled, reached out and pretended to take out a book, but in fact he called the Buddhist scriptures from the library.

"As a meeting gift, these two volumes of the Great Prajna Sutra and the Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita were handwritten by the Buddhist ancestors at that time. They were a compulsory study for Mahayana Buddhist disciples. How about giving it to you today?"

"Impossible, how could you have the Indian Buddhist scriptures?"

Monk Wuyin exclaimed, seeing the ancient Sanskrit characters on the Buddhist scriptures and the patterns on it, Monk Wuyin was already afraid because of his status. He had seen the ancestral scroll of Buddhist scriptures coming from India, and the patterns on it were also like this.

But the little monk Lingzhen shook his head and said, "I, I don't know the words on it."

"It's okay, I have some translations of great monks here, and I'll give you all the same. In the future, you'll learn Sanskrit by yourself and study it yourself."

The little monk took the translation version and immediately opened it and started reading it. Just like chanting scriptures in the morning class, he started to chant loudly in public.

Bai Fan found it funny. He was really a child, but he was also sure that the child was smart. He was still young and might not distinguish between true and false. If you read the scriptures, there will naturally be monks with high Buddhist cultivation to distinguish between true and false for him. If you want to know whether the person on the other side has deceived him, this is the best way.

When the little monk Lingzhen finished reading the Great Prajna Sutra and the Heart Sutra, he turned around and looked at his master and uncle and brothers, and found that many of them were stunned.

"This is indeed a treasure book of Mahayana Buddhism. It's so exquisite, but unfortunately I have no chance to practice it." An old monk sighed.

"Lingzhen thanks the donor for his advice and is willing to follow the donor to practice Buddhism." The little monk gave Bai Fan a tribute of a half.

Bai Fan saw it, how could he be so disgusted?

"Old monk, how about you and I make a bet? This little monk is smart, how about I accept it as a disciple?"

When Monk Wuyin saw this, he sighed in his heart. Bai Fan did not point it out, and he knew what he was going to bet. This person's method was simply too high. He thought of such a way to break the deadlock. Buddhism may have to be a Buddhist who obeyed Bai Fan's words from Lingzhen.

"It is his blessing to be able to win the Marquis' favor. Why should I mention the words of the gambling game again?

Lingzhen, this Lantian Hou will be your master in the future. If you practice hard with him, if you obtain the true teachings, the golden body will be a good result."

After saying that, the old monk Wuyin closed his eyes slightly and stopped talking. The young monk Lingzhen knelt down to Bai Fan in public and bowed to him, saying to him as Master.

"Master, can you forgive Master Wuyin and your senior brothers?" The young monk was obviously very sensible and asked carefully to Bai Fan.

Bai Fan touched his little head and replied with a smile: "Although you worship me as your teacher, I cannot be favored to you either.

They violated the law and were judged by the law.

In Buddhism, this is called sowing causes and getting results. If I let them go, then I will break the rules set by the Buddha. If there is cause but no result, I will go astray. This is the first lesson for you by the teacher."

The little monk nodded, looked at the people of Wulu Temple reluctantly, then stood behind Bai Fan, and recited the new scriptures on his own. He was very smart and observed the new master from beginning to end. Although he was not an orthodox Buddhist, his words and actions were in line with the principles stated by the Buddha. Compared with Master Wuyin, this person seemed to be a master with consistent words and deeds.

Bai Fan had no time to pay attention to his little disciple's thoughts, and ordered all the monks in Wulu Temple to be taken down, went to Dali Temple for questioning and convicted, demolished Wulu Temple, and confiscated all their property.

Then he went straight to Laojun Temple alone and found his senior brother Yuan Tiangang.

"Junior brother, you came for the annexation of the land in Taoist temples."

The old god Yuan Tiangang asked Bai Fan with a smile.

"Senior brother has a clever conclusion. Today, I led a team to encircle Wulu Temple. A group of bald monks have merged more than 10,000 acres of land on the list. I don't know how many of them have been acquired outside. It's so hateful.

But they said that my Taoist sect was also involved in the donation of land by the nobles this time?”

"Hahahaha, it's not calculated by Brother Wei. In just half an hour, Chang'an City has spread all over. Brother Wei knew you would come."

"Sir, please help me solve my doubts. Has my Taoist sect really participated in this incident?"
Chapter completed!