Zhang Xianyong is the fifty-first generation of Tianshi masters enthroned by the court. He is called Zhengichi Sect Guangyang Zu Fan Chong and Qingsu Dazhenren, who is in charge of Taoist affairs in the world!

Especially the last one who "controls Taoist affairs in the world" is the teaching power given by the court. All the disciples of the Three Pure Land who open the door to discuss Taoism and worship Taoist ancestors are under his jurisdiction.

Qian Yiqun wanted to find a god to hug his thigh in Wuxian County, but even thought of the unpopular Wu Liu Dan Method, but he didn't expect to go to Longhu Mountain to find Master Zhang. It was because this Master was too high and far away from him! How could he have thought that he had made two guardians for Master Tian in a confused manner?

It turned out that in the past three days of preaching, the Taoist who spoke had been passed to familiar believers. Those believers naturally had to go back and would also have legends. Only the next day, believers were waiting in front of Qionghua Temple, burning incense and bowing, asking for an entrance to listen, and they were extremely pious. However, the Taoist sect had its own rules, and no matter how enthusiastic these believers were, they could only stay outside the mountain gate.

The only thing that was adaptable was that a Taoist compiled the content of Master Zhang's preaching into a book and allowed them to copy it.

Now that the preaching in three days has been completed, Master Zhang promised to hold a blessing ceremony to eliminate disasters and troubles for all believers. Therefore, a large believer lined up early at the door, all wanting to take the front row.

At this moment, a monk suddenly appeared, and it was inevitable that there would be another dispute between Buddhism and Taoism.

Chen Jianyuan stepped forward and said to Master Zhang, "Master, Huiguang is a disciple under the abbot of Daming Temple, and is known as the best eloquent in the South."

"What do you have to do with me?" Zhang Xianyong glanced at Chen Jianyuan and lifted his feet and walked away.

Chen Jianyuan stepped forward and bowed and said, "Master, Daming Temple is the first ancient temple in Yangzhou. It is an altar where monk Jianzhen teaches scriptures and precepts, and there are many believers."

At that time, many believers did not have any distinction between Buddhism and Taoism. Today they burned incense in the temple, and tomorrow they went to the temple to rejoice, saw the Buddha and worshiped the Buddha, and met the gods to bow to him. Chen Jianyuan stopped Master Zhang Tian because he was afraid that he would lose his reputation in front of the believers and ruin the reputation of Qionghua Temple, and the monks robbed the incense.

"What's there to fight for when guarding the weak place in the Taoist gate?" Master Zhang frowned slightly. Seeing that Chen Jianyuan looked like he was still trying to speak, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he said, "Stand up to save people, so as not to be wrong in the Dharma and spread the teachings. My master has not returned to the dormitory and sold out, and the altar has not been stopped. Where is the guardian?"

Qian Yiqun stepped forward and said, "Disciple is here."

"Go and send that crazy monk." The Heavenly Master pointed at the gate casually, his face as usual, as if it was a trivial matter.

Qian Yiqun's scalp numb and bowed and said, "The disciples are not wise. Apart from fighting and killing, they will only mess around, for fear of losing the face of the Taoist sect."

"Holding to the Tao is not enough to be respectful, and being powerful is not enough to be intimidating. Where can I still have the face?" said Zhang Tianshi.

Chen Jianyuan's face turned red, as if he had cooked prawns, and he quickly bowed and claimed the crime: "The crime of disciples."

"Go and go quickly, I'll wait for you here." Seeing that Chen Jianyuan was still very respectful and sensible, Zhang Tianshi stopped the Dharma and turned to the gate.

The treasure pagodas were lined up on the left and right, and the canopy covered the top. The Taoists from Qionghua Temple brought a large chair in the altar and asked Master Zhang to sit down.

When Qian Yiqun saw that the Heavenly Master was in charge, and Chen Jianyuan was at the bottom, he thought to himself: I don’t care about you so much. If you bald donkey is blinded by me, you will be beaten to you, one Buddha will be born and two Buddhas will ascend to heaven!

He quickly walked towards the main gate and said loudly to the Taoist priests on both sides: "I am ordered by the Heavenly Master to dispel the crazy monks, and open the mountain gates on both sides."

The mountain gate opened, and believers outside rushed in and scattered to both sides.

A bald monk, wearing a yellow robes and a big red cassock, holding a wooden fish in his hand and a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, stepped forward and tapped the wooden fish: "Amitabha, are the Taoist priests timid?" He followed four stick monks, each wearing all their clothes, obviously having great experience in smashing the scene. The roar of the lion just now was also one of them.

"I will see a bald man when I open the door early in the morning. This is a sign that I will lose every gambling and lose everything. How can a Taoist not be afraid?" Qian Yiqun has also been idly in the market and has experienced baptism of poisonous tongues. His lip skills are probably better than swordsmanship.

The monk Huiguang talks about scriptures and understands the emptiness and is not hindered, but he may not be able to win if he encounters unreasonable, sarcastic, and sarcastic words.

"The Taoist priest still has the intention to succeed or fail, and falls under the influence. He quickly disperses. The little monk wants to ask the Heavenly Master for advice." Huiguang swung his cassock and wanted to play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses. He always doesn't believe that the same is true for Master Zhang.

"Just, since you are divided into the best and the lower ones, and the Taoist does not enter the lower ones, are you in the best ones?" Qian Yiqun sneered.

Chen Jianyuan felt nervous after hearing this and said to himself: Isn’t this what I said about water as a thing, and not fighting for it? Although this Taoist is young, he has some origins. No wonder the master called him to protect the Dharma.

He was afraid that the people around him would be foolish and could not understand such a clever and clever trick. He called out a few Taoists who were good at explaining Laozi and Zhuangzi, and asked them to scatter among the believers and explain Qian Yiqun's answers in the meaning of Laozi and Zhuangzi.

The Taoists were overjoyed when they heard this and said to themselves: The prison is indeed a good plan! It’s also great that there are young people like a kind-hearted man who are really cultivating. This bald donkey is probably going to be kicked to the iron plate!

Now separate one by one, find the believers you know and give your explanation.

Huiguang heard Qian Yiqun's casual response and felt quite Buddhist principles. He did have a distinction between superiors and subordinates first, and what other faces would he say that he had a distinction between success and failure? He thought to himself: Could this Taoist be the disciple of Master Zhang Tian? Are they not practicing talisman water? Why can they be smart? Let me give him a try.

He asked, "Are the Taoist priests in the form of sex? Are the people in the realm?"

"The Taoist priest and the Taoist priests." Qian Yiqun immediately asked, "The monk is named Zeng. Since he used to be a human, what is he now?"

Huiguang saw that Qian Yiqun was willing to fight with him, and most of his heart was enough. He grew up in a Buddhist temple since he was a child, and he read less about the scriptures. He now showed off: "I used to be the six realms of reincarnation, but now I only recite Amitabha. From the five turbidities and six filths, the Findorihua among people."

This verse is quite accurate. It does not scold Qian Yiqun back, but only shows that he has experienced endless suffering. In the end, he turns back and is the shore, which is a white lotus that has not stained with mud. It also contains a metaphor of Master Shandao, the second ancestor of the Pure Land Sect. It can be said that an antelope hangs its horns without leaving any trace. If there is a Buddhist monk here, he has to nod and praise.

Qionghua Temple is the home court of Taoist priests. Not to mention whether there are Taoist priests who are well-versed in Buddhist scriptures, but these believers are ordinary people, most of whom cannot even recognize words. If you say white lotus, you can still say "oh" and say "Fentalihua". When the audience hears, they will only ask: Can that thing be eaten?

Seeing that the surroundings were in disgusting reactions, Huiguang was displeased, but had not found the root cause yet, so he focused more on showing off and asked, "What was the Taoist priest used to be!"

"Your uncle!"

Qian Yiqun secretly locked the copper coins in his hand, silently chanted the universe and threw them towards Monk Huiguang. The money in the sky was shining, and the sun shone and fell all over the ground.

The believers around exclaimed in unison.

Huiguang was so scared that he raised his cassock and wanted to cover it.
Chapter completed!