The monks did not expect that even the elders in the temple thought that Ye Ming had won. It was difficult to accept it for a while. Some people couldn't help but ask:
"Why? The discussion has clearly not begun yet, why do you say we have failed?"
"That is, if we really lost the argument, I would be convinced. But now that we have lost for no reason, I am not convinced."
"I'm not convinced either."
The monks protested in unison. Seeing this, an old monk shook his head and said:
"Why, no one has woken up yet?"
Some monks heard the words and fell into thinking. After a while, a few of them seemed to wake up, with understanding flashing in their eyes. They bowed to the elders and withdrew from the accusing crowd.
But most of the monks were still dissatisfied and wanted Ye Ming to give an explanation.
Seeing this, Ye Ming held up a bag of things in his hand and smiled:
"You are a monk, but in order to win, you agreed to bet with me. In this way, you have lost your original intention of discussing the Dharma. How can you defeat me? Therefore, this is a defeat.
Seeing that my sword is magical, I wanted to take advantage of it, so I became greedy. This is a double defeat.
Arguing the law seems to be fair, but in fact it is using the laws of many people to argue my own laws, and using the few to dominate the others. This is the third failure.
Sudden loss of things outside the body, inability to calm one's mind, and the emergence of anger are the four defeats.
Being obsessive, entangled, and unable to understand one's own mind are all caused by delusional thoughts. These are the five defeats.
Everyone, Yang has defeated you five times in this debate! "
The sound of Yeming is not loud, but in the ears of the monks, it is deafening and enlightening, as if being struck by lightning.
The monks present all had their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.
Even the few monks who just thought they understood why they were defeated looked like they were enlightened.
The elders also looked at each other a few times, and saw surprise in the eyes of others.
They could clearly know that the monks had lost, but they only thought they had lost two or three times. They never expected that they had lost five times!
At this moment, all the monks in the room fell into silence.
Looking at this scene, Lei Ling couldn't help but curl her lips.
She knew that with the old devil's ability to deceive people, it was not easy to control these monks.
Maisui and Yeguo didn't understand what was said at all, but when they saw that all the monks Ye Ming said were speechless, they naturally thought that their godfather was a great one, and smiles appeared on their faces.
Ye Ming saw the monks meditating and didn't care at all. He just took the wine and started drinking.
Facts have proved that wine is something that does not need to be drunk, and is finished in just a few sips.
After Ye Ming finished drinking, the monks came to their senses.
One person stepped forward and led the monks to salute Ye Ming together.
"Thank you so much, Master Yang, for waking me up. It turns out that we have been trapped in a confusion without realizing it. Today, we understand what we are trapped in."
Ye Ming did not take advantage of everyone's courtesy and returned the favor.
After the monks finished their rituals, they were about to leave and go back to their rooms to meditate, but they heard Ye Ming say:
"Everyone, wait a moment."
Seeing this, the monks all looked at Ye Ming, not knowing what he was going to say.
But Ye Ming put the bag of things he won on the ground and said:
"Everyone, take these back!"
When the monks heard this, they all shook their heads. One of them said:
"I would like to admit defeat. Today, Master Yang has reminded us. We are grateful. How can we get these things back easily?"
Ye Ming smiled and said: "Doesn't Buddhism teach that all living beings are equal, and all things are equal?
No matter how good my demon-suppressing sword is, it is just one thing. If you use one thing to defeat many things, you will win and you will lose.
Therefore, I will return your belongings. "
When the monks heard this, they were stunned again and looked at each other. Unexpectedly, they were taught by Ye Ming again, and they were a little at a loss.
An old man said: "I have learned what Lay Master Yang said."
Then he said to the monks: "Everyone, let's get back our treasures!"
After hearing this, the monks stepped forward to retrieve their original treasures.
It's just that this time, my mentality is different. It has become more normal. I am not overjoyed when I get it, and I am not sad or angry when I lose it.
Several elders walked up to Ye Ming, folded their hands and saluted:
"What Master Yang did just now is another victory, making it six."
Hearing this, Ye Ming smiled and said:
"Now it's seven wins."
An old man heard this and asked curiously:
"I dare to ask the layman, where does this seventh victory come from?"
"You are obsessed with victory and defeat and cannot extricate yourself. How can you not be considered defeated?"
Ye Ming poured the last bit of wine into his mouth, turned around with a smile and went into the house.
The elders looked at each other, expressed their sincere admiration for Ye Ming, and then bowed to Ye Ming's back before they dispersed.
After returning to the resting room, Lei Ling said disdainfully:
"Are you bullying an honest person?"
"This is how a gentleman can be deceived. The monks here are all true monks with high moral character and are easy to deceive."
Ye Ming said proudly.
"You just bully these honest people who are reasonable. If you encounter those who are unreasonable, let's see what other tricks you have."
Lei Ling said with a hint of sarcasm.
Ye Ming tilted his head and "looked" at Lei Ling:
"Why should I reason with the unreasonable?"
With that said, he grabbed the back of Lei Ling's neck and started to stroke the cat in reverse.
"Just like this, just deal with those who are unreasonable."
"Son of a bitch, let me go!"
Lei Ling, whose hair was messed up by Ye Ming, resisted by kicking her feet, causing Mai Sui and Ye Guo to come forward to plead for mercy.
Seeing his two good daughters pleading with Maomao, Ye Ming let Lei Ling go and threw her to the two children.
The next day, I went out early at night and stood on a big rock on the mountain to watch the sunrise.
For him now, sunlight can only help him practice, and can no longer harm him at all.
While enjoying the rising sun, Abbot Huishen walked to Ye Ming and bathed in the sunshine with him.
After a long time, when the sun fully rose, Abbot Huishen finally spoke:
"I would like to thank the layman for advising my disciples in the temple last night. I would like to thank the layman here."
Ye Ming still faced the sun and said:
"Master, there's no need to be polite, raise your hand Raul.
Master, if you really want to thank Yang, you can do something practical, such as giving Yang a gold mountain or something? "
"Layers are the monks who wake up the monks verbally. I just want to thank you verbally. It's not appropriate to say anything practical."
Abbot Huishen said with a smile.
"Master, even teachers have to accept some students to practice. Yang helped the monks in your temple to solve the mystery, and you didn't say anything about it. That's too scoundrel."
Ye Ming continued to ask for benefits.
"Since Master Yang has said this, I will have to calculate the cost of Master Liu's treatment with the layman."
"Hey~~ Master, you are an expert, talking about fees is too tacky.
As the saying goes, the friendship between gentlemen is like water. For gentlemen like us, talking about those yellow and white things is too cheap. "
Ye Ming performed a one-second face change.
Abbot Huishen just said:
"Jushi Liu's injury is stable and he will wake up in the next two days."
Ye Ming nodded and stopped talking about Liu Yuanze.
Judging from the fact that Abbot Huishen still had time to chat with him, he knew that Liu Yuanze was fine.
Abbot Huishen pointed to the northern sky and said:
"Buddha, please follow me."
As he spoke, his cassock flew out. Abbot Huishen stepped on his cassock and was about to fly away.
Seeing this, Ye Ming took a step forward, jumped on his cassock, and squeezed together with Abbot Huishen.
"Master, please take me for a ride."
Abbot Huishen was a little surprised when he saw this. He didn't expect Ye Ming to fly without doing it himself, but he didn't object. He flew away from the mountain in his cassock and disappeared into the sea of clouds.
Ye Ming is naturally not good at casting spells and flying. This spell will 100% reveal the identity of the devil.
Anyway, Yang Luming's body was used. Even if it was embarrassing, it would still be embarrassing to Yang Luming.
The two stood on cassocks and walked through the sea of clouds.
It was the first time for Ye Ming to fly so high, admiring the human scene below with great interest.
Although he had the ability to fly high before, why did he fly so high?
Are you afraid that righteous people will not discover you?
This time he took the opportunity to feast his eyes on it, although he didn't open his eyes the whole time.
Seeing this, Abbot Huishen asked:
"The layman's eyes are quite strange. They are not like those of ordinary people. Now that he has his eyes closed, how can he recognize everything around him?"
Ye Ming smiled and said, "It's just a matter of imagination."
This is not a lie. When Ye Ming first used Yang Luming's body, he could only identify the surrounding objects by listening to sounds and identifying the position of the wind.
Over time, you will be able to reflect the surrounding scenes into your mind, and what you see is no different from ordinary people.
If you think about it carefully, isn't this just a kind of psychic insight?
It's just not strong, it's comparable to a mortal's sight.
The two broke through the clouds and mist, and finally arrived above a lake.
Looking down, the lake below is hundreds of miles in diameter, and even at this time of year, it has never frozen.
The water on the lake is not clear or turbid, but red.
At first glance, this vast lake does not look like water, but rather like a huge pool of blood.
Around the lake, there are some simple huts, which look very old.
There are monks sitting in each hut, chanting sutras and practicing Dharma.
"This place is Dansha Lake, one hundred and fifty miles away from the border of Liangren. One thousand five hundred years ago, this lake was not called this name.
At that time, the ancestors of the Liang people invaded the Central Plains, burned, killed, looted, and committed countless crimes, bringing great disaster to the people of the Central Plains.
Later, General Ye Ming led his army to fight against the various tribes of the Liang ancestors and drove them out of the Central Plains. He chased them all the way to this lake and wiped out the entire army of the Liang ancestors. Then he led his troops into the hinterland of the Liang ancestors.
In this battle, millions of people from all major tribes of the Liang people were captured.
General Ye Ming ordered that all these millions of people be drowned in the lake.
Such behavior caused the lake water here to change color, countless corpses were laid out, and the resentment was overwhelming.
In just three months, twelve great demons, thirty-six ghost kings, three thousand resentful ghosts, and countless lonely ghosts were born from the lake.
This place is thousands of miles round, almost like a ghost.
All sects of the righteous path came out in force and fought here for three years. A large number of disciples of the sects were almost extinct, and this was the only way to stop this disaster.
Although the disaster has stopped, the resentment of millions of people in the lake is still terrifying, and demons and ghosts are born from it from time to time.
In order to suppress the grievances in Dansha Lake, Huiye Temple established a foothold here with the support of various families.
For 1,500 years, all cultivators in Huiye Temple have taken turns to be on duty here, not only to save the countless dead souls in the lake, but also to dispel the grievances..."
Listening to Abbot Huishen telling the history of Dansha Lake, Ye Ming opened his eyes and observed Dansha Lake carefully for a while.
"There seems to be a strong, deep, and pure resentment in this lake."
Seeing that Ye Ming could figure out the secret so easily, Abbot Huishen was a little surprised, then nodded and said:
“All the monks in our temple are practicing the Great Compassion Sutra. For fifteen hundred years, they have been using the power of compassion to eliminate the resentment in the lake.
As of today, 99% of the resentment in the lake has dissipated.
But the last part of the resentment could not be eliminated. "
"Why?"
"What is left in the end is the deepest and purest resentment accumulated for fifteen hundred years, which cannot be resolved by any spell or scripture.
I'm afraid no one can resolve this resentment except the person who tied the bell and untied it himself.
All we can do now is just stay here. "
"Is that so? If so, why did Master bring Yang here today?"
"I don't know either. It's just that in the induction transmitted to me by Lao Na's fateful spiritual power, there was an instruction to bring Lay Master Yang here."
Abbot Huishen said this, and it was indeed true. He really didn't know why Fate Tong had such a reaction. He believed deeply in Buddhism, so he chose to follow Fate Tong's guidance and bring Ye Ming here.
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