One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 735: Huang Mei breaks the defense, Wukong takes action

"...Amitabha, this time the debate was won by the donor Huang Mei."

Hu Xiuwu and Sun Wukong arrived a little late, and Tang Seng had already completed a debate with Huang Mei, and Huang Mei won the first round.

Sun Wukong was amazed that someone could actually debate with Tang Sanzang.

But Hu Xiuwu thought it was normal.

The current Tang Monk has only read Buddhist scriptures all his life, and there are still many secret scriptures that he has not read. How can he possibly defeat Huang Mei, who has studied Buddhism for thousands of years and even vaguely comprehended his own theories.

Huang Mei in the Black Myth was once called "Senior Brother" by Jin Chanzi. Huang Mei was not a disciple of Maitreya Buddha, but a nominal disciple, while Jin Chanzi was a direct disciple of Tathagata Buddha.

Before Jin Chanzi was cast down to the mortal world for questioning the Buddha's teachings, he sat side by side with the four great Bodhisattvas and could be called brothers by the thirty-six Buddhas.

The reason why Huang Mei was called "senior brother" by Jin Chanzi was not because of his high status, but because Jin Chanzi recognized Huang Mei's attainments in Buddhism.

This debate was unfair in the first place. Before Jin Chanzi's reincarnation, Huang Mei had never defeated Jin Chanzi in a debate, but even the Buddha praised Jin Chanzi too much in this regard.

Now Huang Mei took advantage of the opportunity that Jin Chanzi had reincarnated and forgotten his past to grab him and debate with him. It was just like a mathematics PhD and an elementary school student who had only learned elementary mathematics writing the same advanced mathematics paper.

No matter how smart or talented an elementary school student is, he has not learned many theories and formulas. How can he compare with a PhD in mathematics?

What's more, there is a comparison between Tang Monk, who is less than sixty years old, and Huang Mei, who has been practicing Taoism for at least two thousand years.

Of course, Buddhist attainments are Buddhist attainments, and thoughts are thoughts. Jin Chan does not agree with Huang Mei's idea that success or failure is determined by results.

Although Huang Mei won, he was very dissatisfied: "You should call me Senior Brother."

"Also, you lost, why are you so calm? Aren't you frustrated?"

Huang Mei treated Tang Sanzang fairly friendly. He did not tie him up or seal his soul and qi sea like he did to Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing.

Tang Seng was still able to sit on the cushion, with his hands clasped together and a look of joy on his brows: "So what if I lost? Today I have heard the profound words of the Yellow Eyebrow Donor and many scriptures that I have never heard before. I am so happy that I can't wait to be depressed."

"I am more yearning for the Mahayana Buddhism of Lingshan."

Huang Mei was very dissatisfied with Tang Seng's answer. He approached Tang Seng and cast a shadow on him: "If I kill you here, can you still obtain the true scriptures?"

He has yellow eyebrows and a full beard, eyes like a wolf, a fat head and big ears, broad shoulders and a round waist, and a head full of fat intestines. He holds a ferocious wolf-tooth Buddhist staff.

Even though he was wearing a yellow monk's robe, he looked like a ferocious butcher who had stripped off the monk's clothes and put them on himself.

Facing the vicious Yellow Eyebrow King, Tang Sanzang only said: "I believe in Wukong."

Huang Mei sneered: "That Bi Ma Wen will become a pool of blood in the golden cymbal tomorrow."

[Outside the house, Sun Wukong was so angry that he wanted to change back to his original form and hit Huang Mei hard on the back of his head! But Hu Xiuwu, who was really enjoying what he heard, stopped him.]

【Listen, listen.】

Tang Seng was silent for a while, and finally sighed, looking up at Huang Mei: "On this journey, some people want to eat me for immortality, some people covet luxury and treasures, and some demons want to break my rules."

"But only the donor, who does not want to harm me, has been trying to destroy my purity. What is his intention?"

Bang!

The mace fell, and the bluestone slabs in the dormitory shattered into hundreds of pieces. Huang Mei smiled with a fake smile: "Haha, Tang... Jin Chanzi, you are still as sharp and thoughtful as before. No wonder the Buddha likes you so much."

Tang Seng wanted to speak, but Huang Mei was talking to himself and didn't give him a chance: "What should I do? I want to beat you. I ask myself whether it is Buddhism or cultivation, I am not inferior to you. How can you take on this important task of obtaining scriptures from the West even though you made a mistake?"

"I have worked diligently and struck the chimes for a thousand years, but I can only be a boy! I won't accept it!"

"Tell me, how am I worse than you?"

Tang Seng stood up straight, looking straight ahead, his eyes blazing with anger: "Of course you can't go to fetch the scriptures, Yellow Eyebrow Donor, you are obsessed with gain and are obsessed with it. You will misinterpret the Buddha's scriptures, corrupt the monks, and stir up a culture of greed."

Huang Mei sneered: "Maybe I am the one who is serious and you are the one who read the scriptures wrongly."

"Do not kill, hatred will never end. Do not steal, what does it matter if I am strong or weak? Do not commit adultery, all sentient beings are sinners. Do not lie, dreams and illusions are empty. Do not be greedy for wine, worry and fear rise and fall. Do not indulge in pleasure, beauty is only a moment. Do not be greedy for sleep, suffering and no liberation. Do not indulge in lust, all actions are meaningless."

"The world is like this, even gods and Buddhas are not immune to it."

Huang Mei raised his head and looked down at Tang Seng: "What you believe in is just what the Buddha wants mortals to believe in."

"Jin Chanzi, are you still going to Lingshan?"

Tang Seng closed his eyes and sat in meditation, lost in thought, with sweat actually oozing out from his forehead.

Of course Tang Seng would not take it to heart when others said this, but he had just witnessed Huang Mei's Buddhist teachings.

Even Huang Mei, a learned man with profound knowledge of Buddhism, felt that Lingshan was filthy, so of course he had his doubts.

Just like when Master Xuanzang was about to go to India, there was a person on the roadside who said that there was nothing good about India and that it was not as good as the Tang Dynasty. He might not be moved.

But if an ascetic monk from India said that the Buddhism of the Tang Dynasty was more advanced than that of India, Master Xuanzang would probably hesitate.

This journey was a life-threatening one. If he could not obtain the profound scriptures after arriving in India, then what would be the meaning of his journey?

Seeing Tang Sanzang trapped in his inner demons, Huang Mei raised the corners of his mouth, feeling proud and satisfied, thinking that he could finally convince Jin Chanzi.

He is indeed the best person to obtain the scriptures.

The reason why Huang Mei attached so much importance to the arduous task of obtaining the scriptures was not because he had such a lofty spirit of dedication, but because he knew that after obtaining the scriptures, the Buddha would give him a generous reward.

Buddhahood,

Fighting Buddha and Sandalwood Merit Buddha have both passed away. There are thirty-six Buddhas in Lingshan, and two Buddhas are vacant, which is rare in this world. There have been rumors in Lingshan for a long time that Jin Chanzi will definitely become a Buddha when he returns to Lingshan this time. This is what Huang Mei is jealous of, and he doesn't think he is inferior to Jin Chanzi.

If we kill Tang Seng, the next person to seek the scriptures will appear.

Only by destroying his heart and making him lose his persistence in his Buddhist philosophy can he prove that Huang Mei is stronger than Tang Monk and that he is the best candidate to be the new Buddha.

"Of course I'll go!" Tang Seng opened his eyes, his gaze sparkling, as if he had gone through a tempering and his spirit became even stronger.

"The scriptures are true, the truth is true, you have your views, and I have my truth."

"The wind from Lingshan is from the west. I can also use the west wind to light my fire. Where there is a scripture, there is fire."

Huang Mei knew that he had lost again. But he refused to accept it, and the fire of jealousy burned fiercely: "If you and I are the same kind of people, how can you take on the task of obtaining the scriptures?"

Tang Seng replied lightly: "Maybe I am better than you."

"You are better than me! You are better than me!! How are you better than me!!!"

Just one sentence was enough to make Huang Mei lose his guard and fly into a rage.

Tang Seng lowered his head and chanted sutras calmly.

Look, I don't want to say it, but you force me to say it, and then you'll be unhappy after I say it.

Tang Seng's ability in debating scriptures is the best in the Tang Dynasty. If his accumulation of scriptures was not as much as Huang Mei's, how could Huang Mei be better than Tang Seng?

Just look at this, after a brief exchange, Tang Seng seized on Huang Mei's utilitarianism that was obsessed with success or failure, and with one blow, he made Huang Mei lose control of his emotions.

Hu Xiuwu sent a message to Sun Wukong: "Your master is also mean."

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up and he perked up: "You haven't seen Tang Seng scold me yet!"

Yes, if the scriptures in Lingshan are not suitable, you can just leave. The sky is high and the sea is vast, you can be free and easy anywhere!

Sun Wukong was awakened by Tang Seng, and the yellow eyebrow in the house was set on fire by Tang Seng.

The truth is the most hurtful. Huang Mei knew in his heart that he was not as good as Tang Seng in every aspect. Even the disciples he accepted later were not as good as him and had questioned him, leaving him unable to refute.

But he just didn't accept it.

What's the point of destroying the heart without killing the person? Go to hell with that.

Pick up the mace and forget about the Journey to the West. See you in the next life.

Huang Mei swung his stick and was about to beat Tang Seng into powder and send him to reincarnation.

Huang Mei just doesn't believe that even if he has another life and accumulates more, he will still be worse than Tang Seng.

clang!

It was as if the temple had rung the morning bell ahead of time, and the sound waves that shattered the bluestone lifted the roof of the dormitory, and the blue tiles shattered into dust.

It wasn't that Tang Seng suddenly awakened Jin Chanzi's magic power, but that there was a collision between Huang Mei's mace and the golden hoop.

Huang Mei took two steps back, shifted his strength, and saw the sharp-nosed monkey-faced man blocking his mace. He exclaimed in surprise: "Sun Wukong, you actually came out of the golden cymbal."

Sun Wukong did not retreat a step. He raised his golden cudgel, scratched his neck, and said with a smile: "Hey, you think you can trap me with your golden cudgel? You are dreaming!"

Huang Mei raised his mace and hammer, gritting his teeth in hatred: "Well, you master and disciple are deliberately going against me."

Sun Wukong raised his golden cudgel and shouted, "You old thief with yellow eyebrows, look at my cudgel!"

Huang Mei held the bell hammer horizontally and hastily blocked Sun Wukong's attack.

Sun Wukong suppressed Huang Mei and attacked them out of the dormitory and the Little Leiyin Temple, and then attacked them from the mountains to the cold pond, and from the cold pond to the edge of the clouds.

Huang Mei was beaten back step by step by Sun Wukong.

From the responses of both sides after the attack just now, it can be seen that Huang Mei’s martial arts power is not as good as Sun Wukong’s.

If Huang Mei had not designed to trap Sun Wukong in the golden cymbal, he would never have been able to defeat Sun Wukong.

He was no match for Tang Seng in literature, and no match for Sun Wukong in martial arts. Therefore, when Huang Mei was furious, he said that Sun Wukong and Tang Seng were just deliberately against him.

Huang Mei was just about to devise a plan to capture Tang Seng and use him as a hostage to threaten Sun Wukong, but he discovered that Tang Seng had disappeared inexplicably.

"Find a fight!"

Huang Mei was caught by Sun Wukong when he was distracted, and was swung at with a heavy stick, hitting Huang Mei's left shoulder.

Huang Mei's left shoulder collapsed from the beating, like boneless mud, and the chime hammer in his hand almost fell to the ground.

After circulating his magic power and recovering from his injuries, Huang Mei's face turned pale, as if he was afraid of Sun Wukong. He held the chime hammer in both hands to protect his chest and retreated timidly, but his right hand was actually moving closer and closer to the inconspicuous bag on his right shoulder.

After getting closer, Huang Mei threw the chime hammer away, reached for the bag with all his strength, and opened it.

"Sun Wukong, surrender!"

There was a bright light and a roar of thunder.

Huang Mei's right hand and the bag fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)