Xiang Nan lowered his voice and said, "Don't talk nonsense here, lest people see through your identity."
"Tch, I don't care about them." Mengdie sat down cross-legged beside Xiang Nan, and took out one after another delicate side dishes from the basket.
Xiang Nan finished the last heart sutra formula, and began to eat it unceremoniously.
On the other side, the people pretending to be Haoran sect are ready to fight, but Feiyun Temple is like an enemy.
Only Xiang Nan and Mengdie didn't care about the situation at the scene and ate there in their own way, which seemed very different.
Many young people looked sideways at Xiang Nan and the two of them.
Xiang Nan is open-minded by nature, and he doesn't care what others think of him. Anyway, there is something to eat, so why not eat it
Then Song Mingcheng also took a look at Xiang Nan, then turned his attention to the abbot again, and said, "Abbot, I think you'd better show off all your Buddhist profound arts."
The abbot clasped his hands together and said: "Buddhism's profound skills are created by great virtuous and eminent monks through the ages. Poor monks dare not give it to outsiders."
"Ha!" Song Mingcheng laughed loudly: "You imprisoned Xiang Nan, a disciple of my Haoran Sect, for no reason, so you imprisoned me for nothing!"
"Don't take advantage of your large number of people to bully our few people! My Haoran Sect is not a fool. Believe it or not, if I send a signal, your entire Feiyun Temple will be surrounded by my Haoran Sect!"
The abbot clasped his hands together and stopped talking, but he didn't agree to Song Mingcheng's conditions either.
Song Mingcheng's face changed. Unexpectedly, this old monk would not take hard things, so he moved his eyes and said, "Do you know my grand master? How is your strength compared with our master?"
The abbot said: "In the early years, I had the honor to have a relationship with the noble Zong Zhang Haoran and the Zongzhu Zhang on several occasions."
"I was also fortunate enough to have learned martial arts with Sect Master Zhang. That Sect Master Zhang is indeed a peerless and rare martial arts wizard. The poor monk feels ashamed."
Song Mingcheng laughed: "That's right, when it comes to Old Man Tiandao, who in the entire Canglan Continent doesn't know who doesn't? Then I'll ask you again, since your martial arts strength is no match for my suzerain."
"Then if I trade our Haoran sect's martial arts and martial arts for your Feiyun Temple's martial arts and martial arts, wouldn't it mean that you are taking advantage and we are at a disadvantage? You won't do that either?"
The abbot shook his head: "Although the poor monk is not the opponent of the suzerain, it is also because of the poor aptitude of the poor monk, it is not because my Buddhist profound skills are not good."
That Song Ming gritted his teeth angrily, and murmured: "Well, you bald donkey, it's really a toast rather than a fine wine."
"Elder, Xiang Nan has something to say, can you let Xiang Nan have the courage to speak to the abbot?" At this time, the man pretending to be Xiang Nan stood up in the direction of Tianxuanzong.
Song Mingcheng looked appreciative, nodded and said, "Okay! Xiang Nan, it's up to you, a junior, to persuade the abbot."
That "Xiang Nan" took three steps forward, and said to the abbot: "I am not talented, it is Xiang Nan of the Haoran sect. Although he has never practiced in Buddhism, he is still extremely respectful of the virtues of great virtuous monks in ancient times." respected."
"I've heard such a story. Back then, a hawk wanted to eat a wild pigeon, but it happened to be seen by a virtuous monk."
"In order to save the pigeons, the eminent monk did not hesitate to cut up the meat and feed it to the eagles. How compassionate and selfless he is."
When hearing this story, the abbot has already let out a long sigh.
That "Xiang Nan" continued: "In order to save a wild pigeon, that eminent monk was even willing to cut off the flesh from his body, but today we don't want your flesh, we only want your Buddhist profound skills, but you are not willing." give it?"
"Is this the virtue of your practitioners in Feiyun Temple? Is this considered selfless?"
"May I ask the abbot, do you feel that the Buddhist profound arts are too strong, and you are not willing to exchange them with us? Is this a violation of the precept of greed?"
"Okay!" Song Mingcheng's eyes brightened, and the disciples of Tianxuanzong clapped their hands and applauded.
Hearing this, the abbot clasped his hands together and sighed deeply again.
"This kid is amazing." Mengdie listened to them while serving Xiang Nan to eat.
She whispered in Xiang Nan's ear: "The person who pretends to be you is very smart. He doesn't need to be strong or soft, but directly stimulates the old bald donkey with classic Buddhist stories."
"This person is not only lacking in strength, but also an extremely smart person. This kind of person is a threat to my good brother. Why don't you find an opportunity to kill him."
Xiang Nan glared at Mengdie.
"What's the matter, abbot, do you have anything else to say?" The fake Xiang Nan smiled slightly, cupped his fists and said, "You might as well learn from that eminent monk today and exchange Buddhist profound arts with us, which can be regarded as adding to your practice." A stroke of brilliance."
The abbot didn't speak, the elders of Feiyun Temple and the young monks behind were all angry, but they didn't know how to refute.
"I'm full." Xiang Nan wiped his mouth, stood up and stretched, then walked forward.
He walked to the center of the crowd on both sides, and the people on both sides all set their eyes on him.
Everyone was curious, where did this kid come from? What did he come out to do.
Xiang Nan first bowed respectfully to the abbot, then cupped his fists in the direction of Tianxuanzong and said, "I am not from Feiyun Temple, but I have something to say, I wonder if you would like to listen to it."
Song Mingcheng was taken aback, and the man from Tianxuanzong didn't expect it, but what else could he do at this moment? They wanted to persuade people with reasoning, so they couldn't stop Xiang Nan from speaking.
"That's good." Xiang Nan smiled slightly, and said to the fake Xiang Nan: "I've heard the story you said, but I don't think it's appropriate for you to use it here."
"The great virtuous and eminent monk cut the meat and fed the eagle to save the suffering, because the eagle is only hungry and not evil. If you cut the meat and feed it, it will not hurt other small animals in a short time. This behavior is considered selfless!"
"But people's hearts are unpredictable, and people's desires are endless. If you exchange Buddhist profound arts with you today, it won't make you put down your butcher knife, it will only make you better at doing evil."
"I don't think it's selfless to do this, it's called helping the evildoers."
"Well said!" All the more than a dozen elders of the Discipline Academy laughed happily, especially the elder who personally escorted Xiang Nan here, clapped his hands happily.
Xiang Nan smiled slightly, and said to the fake Xiang Nan: "The abbot is an eminent monk, he must understand this truth better than me, but how could he argue with a junior like you?"
"But I'm also a young man, so I can't stand it and come out and say a few more words."
Mengdie covered her mouth and giggled, and gave Xiang Nan a thumbs up, her eyes were full of little stars twinkling.
That day, the Xuanzong man was ruined by Xiang Nan, his eyes were red with anger, he pointed at Xiang Nan and said angrily: "What are you! Our Haoranzong talks with Feiyun Temple, so it's your turn to talk!"
Xiang Nan shrugged his shoulders and retorted: "Then what are you? There are respected elders from both Haoranzong and Feiyun Temple. Is it your turn to shout and fart here?"
"You, you, you!" Xuanzong said in a manly manner that day.
"I, me, me, what am I, am I wrong? You can refute if I'm wrong." Xiang Nan hugged his shoulders.