C506 Bullshit!

Although melon seeds can't be classified as Tentacle Monsters with 30,000 to 40,000 words per day, I already updated 200 thousand words every February with an average of more than 10,000 words per day.

More than 10,000 words, the keyboard to hit 30,000 times, I didn't even say thinking about the situation to check the time of the wrong words, just tapping more than 30,000 keyboard, how long will it take?

In the future, he would not look at the comments. Bye bye!

However, Fa Hai turned a deaf ear to the words of everyone. His eyes lit up as he stared at the relaxed Zhang Dongcheng and laughed: "Almsgiver's Buddhist meditation technique is indeed profound, if I were to tell you about it, could it be that the wind is blowing?"

The leaves of the wind moved in unison?

All the monks were shocked, and after a while they all praised, "Oh, why didn't I think, it was obviously even the leaves of the leaves!"

"Fa Hai's buddhist knowledge is really profound. We were all thinking about Ye Dong and Feng Dong, but who would have thought that we were clearly going to move together!"

"As expected of my Great Thunderclap Temple's most outstanding disciple, I am convinced!"

On the other hand, Ru Hai was extremely depressed: "Master, what kind of question did you come up with? It was so easy for Fa Hai to guess it.

Zhang Dongcheng smiled indifferently: "Wrong."

Wrong?

Everyone was startled, all of them dumbstruck. Fa Hai's face was also filled with confidence, but it suddenly froze up as he looked at Zhang Dongcheng in a daze.

"It's not moving the wind, it's not moving Ye Dong. The benevolent one's heart is moving." Zhang Dongcheng indifferently said, but it caused all the monks to slightly shiver!

Fa Hai was also shocked, he looked at Zhang Dongcheng in disbelief, as he understood the meaning behind those few words, and was instantly dumbstruck.

The wind moving, Ye Wen moving, they were all objective factors, but the Buddhist saying was about training the mind, about sitting in a training hall, about being born into a buddhist family, and about liberating oneself greatly.

Only when his heart moves, everything will move. Here, the Buddhist meditation technique could be said to be profound and of great significance.

Fa Hai was silent for a long time before announcing the buddhist magic, "Master's buddhist logic is profound, Fa Hai lost this question."

Lost?

The monks of the Great Thunderclap Temple were all speechless.

However, Ru Hai shouted with tears hanging from her eyes, "Wahaha, Master has won, Fa Hai, you are so useless. My master can't even win, I think you should just join the Sky Breaking Sect with me!"

Fa Hai glared at Ru Hai angrily, but saluted Zhang Dongcheng and said, "Benefactor, please set the question again."

"Alright, I'll ask you!" Zhang Dongcheng felt so good, the little story that everyone on Earth knew about was about winning. She was even more indifferent as she spoke softly.

"One day, Fa Hai, you and Ru Hai were training outside. It was raining heavily and the mud water in the mountain had gathered to form a river, but you all found a very beautiful girl. Without saying anything further, Ru Hai carried the young lady across the river and then you all returned to the Great Thunderclap Temple. "

After Zhang Dongcheng finished speaking, he did not speak anymore, and all the monks were stunned. They did not know what kind of trap Zhang Dongcheng was playing.

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Dongcheng did not say anything, and Fa Hai said puzzledly: "We, the children, do not get close to women, much less young and beautiful ladies, we Great Thunderclap Temple's disciples would never do such a thing as a skin blind date."

"What?" That young and beautiful girl? Ru Hai has already put her down. Are you still holding her? " Zhang Dongcheng laughed.

Everyone's face was filled with shock, as if they had thought of something, and Ru Hai laughed, "Hehehe, Senior Brother Fa Hai, are you still thinking about that young and beautiful woman?"

Fa Hai's small face flushed red, he only bowed to Zhang Dongcheng and said: "Benefactor is right, this little monk has lost."

"Wuu, it's only missing one round. Master, you can do it!" Ru Hai was shouting.

"I heard that all the high monks in Great Thunderclap Temple have a message for their cultivation. I saw that you have a jade plate on your robes that says' Head of the Gods in Heaven '. The light is great, the eight winds are unmoving as you sit upright with the purple gold lotus. "This sentence, is it because of your comprehension of Buddhist chants?"

Zhang Dongcheng said indifferently.

Before Fa Hai could say anything, Ru Hai shouted out from the side, "Yes yes yes, this is what he wrote, even the elders praised him for writing well, and told him to do the Eight Winds Blow Immovable, while Fa Hai was in the thunder song, he felt great, so he found a jade plate and wrote these words on, and pretended to write all day long!"

Zhang Dongcheng laughed and asked: "Then may I ask Zen Master Fa Hai, how do you explain the eight winds that are unmoving?"

"The eight winds do not move. It refers to praise, ridicule, disgrace, praise, money, loss, suffering, and joy. It does not affect this little monk's mood. To cultivate the Purple Golden Lotus is my goal, and it is also my portrayal!" Fa Hai nodded his small head in an aged manner and looked at Ru Hai indifferently. "Just like how Ru Hai said that I was putting on an act just now, where I wasn't angry, where I'm not angry is proof."

"Amazing, Fa Hai's mental state can be said to be absolute!"

"That is talking about self-improvement. Other than our Great Thunderclap Temple's Zen Master Fa Hai, who would dare say that the eight winds are unshakeable?"

"You are my Great Thunderclap Temple's disciple!"

Some of the monks immediately shook their heads and said, looking like they wanted to clap and cheer.

"Benefactor, do my words enter your eyes?" Facing countless praises, Fa Hai's little face was completely calm, as if everyone's praises were completely unrelated to him.

"Heh heh, is there anything that this benefactor doesn't agree with when he asks about this?" A monk sneered on the side.

"This is the cultivation that our Great Thunderclap Temple has accumulated over time. This Almsgiver is rolling around in the mortal world, she doesn't understand!" Another monk laughed, his face full of confidence.

Zhang Dongcheng laughed lightly, and then laughed at Fa Hai: "Since you all want to hear my opinion, then I'll just say it!"

"Tell me, why don't you point out the problems or make it a better choice!" The monks got excited, pointed at Zhang Dongcheng and said.

"The eight gusts of wind do not move, and sit upright with the purple gold lotus? In my opinion, this is bullshit! " Zhang Dongcheng said indifferently. When it came to farting, he suddenly raised his voice, his hands still waving beside his nose. He frowned, as if there really was someone farting just now.

What! Such a good observation, such a meaningful reflection of one's character, Zhang Dongcheng said it was fart!

Look at his actions, he was still stinking!

Everyone immediately burst into an uproar as they looked at Zhang Dongcheng with their faces full of shock.

Fa Hai was furious, he suddenly raised his head, and said with a face full of anger: "Benefactor, I knew you were Hu Sly! "You don't even understand Buddhist Zen Machines, so I don't think that there's a need to continue this conversation!"

Ru Hai stood there, feeling extremely awkward. He could only speak to Zhang Dongcheng in a hushed tone, "Master, are you going to compete with Fa Hai and scold him?"

"Bullshit!" Bullshit! "Bullshit!" Zhang Dongcheng did not care that much as he roared at Fa Hai, and even pointed at his nose and scolded him.

"You're saying I'm farting? What's so bad about reading poems like this? What's wrong with that? How dare you scold me! This is outrageous, outrageous! " Fa Hai was so angry that his face turned red, his chest rising and falling rapidly.