Chapter 11: Fierce Debate

Guanyin was originally in a good mood.

After all, she could personally take charge of the Journey to the West and handle the specific details.

This was not only Tathagata's trust in her, but also Lingshan's recognition of her status.

She came to the Tang Dynasty with great hope, gave the cassock and the nine-ring staff to Jin Chanzi, and then told him about the effectiveness of Mahayana Buddhism.

Wouldn't he beg her? Hope that she could give the people of the Tang Dynasty a way out? Let him go to the Great Leiyin Temple in the West to seek the true scriptures?

But reality gave her a loud slap in the face.

After wandering around the Tang Dynasty for three days, she didn't even see where Jin Chanzi was.

The calamity was about to start, and the secrets of heaven became more and more unpredictable. She could only calculate that she would meet Jin Chanzi on Chang'an Street three days later.

In order to attract the other party's attention, she even thought of a rhetoric.

The brocade cassock cost five thousand taels, and the nine-ring staff cost two thousand taels.

If you meet someone with a predestined relationship, you can do it for free.

Ideas are good, but reality is often cruel.

Now, even before they even saw Jin Chanzi, they were already stinking and everyone wanted to kill them.

"Sure enough, they are spies from the West. You can tell at a glance that they are not good people."

People saw that the two men looked down on everything, with an imposing and superior look, and the people around them were so angry that they gritted their teeth.

As if they were superior monks, looking at them was like looking at ants, and the people's hands were even more ruthless.

"Venerable, let's show our true bodies."

"If you continue like this, your reputation will be ruined."

Seeing that more and more people were gathering, the boy couldn't stand it anymore.

A mere mortal, a slap in the face, will return to dust. When have they ever suffered such humiliation?

"Wait a little longer, it's not the time yet."

How can they show up when they haven't seen Jin Chanzi yet, haven't been able to debate with Jin Chanzi, and haven't let the stupid mortals know the greatness of Lingshan Buddhism?

Doesn't this mean that Guanyin can only use her power to suppress others when encountering problems?

"What makes her feel very unwilling is that the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty stipulated that monks cannot sell things privately?"

"Isn't this a complete scam? What does it have to do with him if I buy things myself?"

If the other party was not still somewhat useful and needed his promotion to retrieve the true scriptures, she would have killed him thousands of times in her dreams.

"The national teacher is here!"

Suddenly someone shouted and pushed Jiang Yuliang out of the crowd and pushed him directly in front of Guanyin.

One person was wearing a purple gold cassock and had a gentle face, while the other person was smelly and looked like a beggar, forming a sharp contrast in an instant.

"National teacher?"

Guanyin was shocked. Why didn't the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty act according to the plan? She felt uneasy in her heart.

How could she know that the King of Tang had been awakened by Jiang Yuliang and had been stabbed by her long ago.

"National Master? It seems not bad. This will help popularize Lingshan Buddhism."

"Master, you are a monk from the West?"

"Why do you want to sell cassocks and staffs?"

"Do you know the importance of cassocks and staffs to monks?"

Seeing Guanyin staring at him in a daze, with a look of superiority in her expression, Jiang Yuliang almost couldn't help wanting to hit him.

You have become a monk, why are you still so noble? Don't you know that monks live on the support of believers? You are still showing off here.

"I know naturally."

"The cassock symbolizes the Buddhist faith, and the staff symbolizes the heart of seeking Buddha."

Seeing that the opponent was so easily fooled, Jiang Yuliang secretly sighed that these high-ranking immortals and Buddhas had a worrying IQ. They couldn't see through such a simple language trap?

How could he know that Guanyin was almost mad at Jin Chanzi these days.

Moreover, she was angry at the moment, high and mighty, and was flattered everywhere. How could she have thought that someone would set a trap for her?

She fell into it so easily, and the boy who was transformed into a little monk kept winking at her.

"Haha, you wild monk, you can even sell your faith and your heart of seeking Buddha in exchange for money. It seems that you Western monks are not doing well."

Cheng Yaojin is careless, but it doesn't mean he has no brains. Even he can easily see through the connotation of it. I didn't expect that this high and mighty Bodhisattva could fall into the trap?

The respect for immortals and Buddhas in my heart was reduced again.

Such a brain? He can do it too.

It turns out that the so-called immortals and Buddhas are the same as them mortals. They don't have three heads and six arms. Except for their higher status and silly appearance, there is no difference.

If Guanyin knew what Cheng Yaojin was thinking, she would definitely vomit three liters of blood.

"My cassock is priced at 5,000 taels, and my nine-ring staff is priced at 2,000 taels."

"If I meet someone who is destined to be with me, I can give it to you for free."

The angry Guanyin suddenly realized that it was Jin Chanzi who was setting a trap for her.

"Oh? Two treasures, 7,000 taels? Master, you really have a kind heart."

"Master, don't get me wrong. My cassock and nine-ring staff are expensive because they are the most precious treasures. They are expensive for a reason."

Wear my cassock to avoid reincarnation.

Hold my staff to avoid poison.

Then he opened his cassock casually, and a dazzling light shone, and countless gems flashed, which really blinded countless people.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuliang also took a deep breath. This is really a good treasure.

"What do you think? Is my cassock worth five thousand taels?"

Being provoked by the two words, Guanyin forgot her original words and continued to show off like a street vendor.

"Your Majesty, this cassock is really a good thing, how about we..."

Cheng Yaojin made a gesture of taking action, and was fiercely rolled his eyes by the King of Tang.

"Monks do not lie, the cassock in the master's hand is indeed a treasure."

"But five thousand taels, no one can afford it."

To be honest, Jiang Yuliang was tempted, but he still had his own plans, and he couldn't let it ruin the big thing.

"Haha."

"I have a few questions to ask the national master. If you can solve my doubts, the brocade cassock and the nine-ring tin staff will be given to you as a gift, so why not?"

Seeing the other party's obsessed eyes, Guanyin finally found a sense of existence, and sighed that this was the perfect plan in his mind.

"National Master, this cassock is really extraordinary, I will buy it and give it to you."

As an emperor, he has seen countless treasures, and the value of the cassock is naturally needless to say, and those who understand can see the value at a glance.

"Your Majesty, I am wearing a 5,000-tael cassock. Isn't this a walking 5,000-tael? You are trying to kill me."

Jiang Yuliang quickly stopped the King of Tang's impulse, stood in front of him, put his hands together, and looked at Guanyin with a righteous face.

"How can I be so virtuous as to have such a precious treasure?"

"It's not about solving doubts. We can discuss Buddhism with each other, and we must not mention the treasure."

The people around him admired the national teacher even more because he was not tempted by the other party's treasure, but stuck to his original intention.

This is much better than some monks, who are not only self-righteous, but also full of the smell of money.

The voices of discussion around were very loud, and there was no intention to stop them. Guanyin's face turned pale.

"Is this Jin Chanzi stupid?"

"Such a precious magic weapon, you don't want it?"

He was also furious.

If it were placed in the prehistoric world, how many people would fight for it.

"The national teacher is worthy of being the national teacher of the Heavenly Kingdom. He is the real Buddha. I wonder if the national teacher knows Mahayana Buddhism?"

Guanyin no longer hides the truth and points directly to Jin Chanzi's true heart.

If it were the original Jin Chanzi, he would definitely be attracted by his Mahayana Buddhism.

But who is he now? That is the lawless Jiang Yuliang, who doesn't even know what Buddhism is, so what is Mahayana Buddhism?