You've only been cultivating for a few years, and you're already talking about cultivating

Looking at Chan Kong's playful and carefree demeanor, Qi Fei gleaned a glimpse into the situation and concluded that the Chan Xin Temple couldn't possibly be a sect that harbored deep-seated grievances and always wore a stern expression.

Now I hear Chan Kong say that he thinks the people of Wuding Sect are idiots, and the people of Wuding Sect think that their Chanxin Temple is an idiot.

So he asked, "Where did you go wrong? Tell me, and I'll have a laugh."

Zen Kong said, "Our Zen Heart Temple emphasizes 'All phenomena are empty, I am Buddha, my mind is the Dharma.'"

"All phenomena are empty. Good and evil are empty, cause and effect are empty, precepts are empty, and birth and death are empty. The body is just a skin, a stinking skin."

"If you can't even see through this stinking physical body, what's the point of cultivating yourself? You might as well marry a few wives and have a bunch of kids at home."

Qi Fei walked ahead and said, "What about the Five Cauldrons Sect? They use people to make medicine... Humph!"

He snorted coldly. That guy from the Five Cauldrons Sect who concocts medicine is probably no good!

Zen Kong said, "The Five Cauldrons School emphasizes cultivating the five vital energies within the chest in order to achieve the three flowers on the crown of the head. The Five Cauldrons correspond to the five vital energies, the five elixirs correspond to the five cauldrons, and the five elements correspond to the five elixirs."

"Therefore, they believe that everything can be used to refine pills and enter the cauldron. If one's cultivation level is low, pills can be used to replenish it. Consciousness is secondary; the physical body is fundamental!"

"Doesn't this seem like idiot behavior to us?"

"Is cultivation just about consuming elixirs? Without cultivating one's character and temperament, isn't it all for nothing in the end?"

He said with a hint of sarcasm, "Our Chanxin Temple can still put up some resistance against Chanzhi, but the Five Cauldrons Sect would probably be completely subdued in an instant if they encountered Chanzhi and 'Alaya'."

Qi Fei nodded first, then shook his head and said, "Actually, there's some truth to drug use, but not in the way they think."

"Many of a person's thoughts are influenced by their body's instincts, and even by the structure of their brain. Some drugs can fundamentally alter the brain, causing a disruption in logical thinking."

The drug addicts he had met in his past life had been completely transformed by drugs.

Drugs can permanently alter a person's thoughts and cognition by changing the physical body.

"But the Five Cauldrons Sect's practice of using people to refine pills is indeed a bit idiotic," Qi Fei added.

Hearing Qi Fei say this, Chan Kong chuckled and said, "Big Guy is indeed insightful, you're right!"

He stopped laughing, sighed, and continued, "We debated with them years ago, but we couldn't win the argument, so we resorted to fighting."

Zenxin Temple did not start fighting with Wuding Sect from the beginning.

At the beginning, the monks and ascetics on both sides sat together, each reciting their own scriptures and debating their own doctrines, engaging in heated arguments and quoting scriptures, each trying to gain the upper hand in terms of reason.

But when it comes to reason, you say yours and I say mine, and neither of us can convince the other.

If reasoning fails, then action is the only option.

At first, there were rules to follow when they started fighting. They set up a ring, and each person threw a punch or a kick until a winner was decided.

But as the fighting went on, the tension from the arena carried over into the fights off the stage. Sparring turned into brawls, brawls into life-or-death struggles, and life-or-death struggles into factional wars.

Step by step, like a snowball rolling downhill, it grew bigger and bigger until no one could stop it.

After listening, Qi Fei nodded and said in agreement, "If the logic doesn't work, then we have to use physics."

"What is physics?" Zenkong asked.

Qi Fei clenched his fist, his meaning unspoken.

After reading it, Zenkong laughed and said, "Talk about physics... talk about physics..."

He repeated it twice, finding it increasingly amusing, "Big guy, you have a sharp tongue."

Qi Fei didn't laugh. What Chan Kong said reminded him of the online arguments he had engaged in in his past life.

The two of them were exchanging barbs across the screen, getting more and more carried away, and the more they looked at each other, the more they thought the other was an idiot, wishing they could climb up the internet cable and slap him twice.

The same applies to monks.

Differences in beliefs are more painful than anything else.

You fix yours, I fix mine. We were supposed to keep to ourselves, but we both feel that the other has gone astray, that the other has gone astray, and that we won't feel right until we correct the other.

It wasn't for magical artifacts, elixirs, or rare and precious materials; it was simply because of differing philosophies.

Just like when he saw the River God outside Nanshan Town.

What grudge does the River God have against him?

There's no real grudge.

But he just couldn't stand that kind of thing, that kind of thing that used the name of God to fool and harm people.

Not only fight, but fight to the death!

They even risked going against the current and kicked down the River God Temple!

The two walked quickly, and Qi Fei, looking at the ground, asked, "So what was the result? Did you two not win?"

Zen Kong thought for a moment, then shook his head, his tone still quite frank: "It's just that each side has its victories and defeats."

"That's just a bunch of chickens fighting each other," Qi Fei said.

Zen Kong gave him a wry smile: "Big guy, even though you're big, you're being a bit too direct."

Qi Fei didn't even turn to look at him, but simply said, "If you think someone is an idiot, and you still fight them to a standstill, then aren't you...?"

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was already conveyed.

He added, "After all, battle reports can be deceiving, but battle results don't lie."

Chan Kong thought for a moment and then retorted, "The people of the Five Cauldrons Sect are rather... despicable, aren't they? They often fight with numbers against fewer people."

Qi Fei didn't respond to that question, but instead continued along his own train of thought: "Is it possible that your Chanxin Temple is just lazy and lacks the organizational skills of others?"

"This is a real world, and all principles must eventually be applied to reality."

Chan Kong frowned. He wanted to say that Qi Fei was too realistic, but when the words reached his lips, he felt that it wouldn't make any sense to say them.

Qi Fei seemed to read his mind, glanced at him sideways, and asked, "Physics is also a principle. You're not the kind of person who gets beaten up but still thinks they've won... right?"

Upon hearing this, Chan Kong shook his head repeatedly and waved his hands, saying, "Although our Chan Xin Temple believes in the emptiness of all dharmas, we still refuse to admit defeat and insist that we have won even when we are attacked."

"We still couldn't do something so shameless."

He was unusually serious when he said this, saying, "A loss is a loss, and a win is a win. You can't treat a loss as a win; you'll never win that way."

"That settles it then," Qi Fei said. "Having the biggest fist doesn't necessarily mean you're right, but if your fist isn't big enough, there's definitely a problem."

The two chatted as they traveled south, eventually arriving at the border between Fujian and Yue.

This place was originally a pass, built against the mountain. The city walls were not high, but the terrain was dangerous, and one man could hold the pass against ten thousand.

As they approached, they discovered that the city gates of the pass were wide open.

There were no soldiers guarding the road, no road signs being checked, and not even a wooden fence blocking the way.

What's even stranger is that all the people coming and going, whether they were traveling from the Min Kingdom to the Yue Kingdom or from the Yue Kingdom to the Min Kingdom, were all muttering the same phrase.

"Following the great vow, we will deliver all those suffering in the sea of ​​misery."