The Yun Family's Ninth Child is an Imp! - Chapter 5211
5211 Chapter 5211 ancient Buddhist scripture (monthly ticket)
Yun chujiu looked at Master Dafang with a smile, wanting to urge him to announce the final result of the competition.
But unexpectedly, Master Xuanzhi said in a deep voice, “This round can’t be counted. If it weren’t for those inch rats, the winner of this round should be Yuan Kong.”
Master Liaowu immediately retorted, “Master Xuanzhi, what you said is wrong. There are no ifs in this world. Yuan Kong was attacked by the inch rats. It can only be said that he was unlucky. So this round is won by Lone.”
Master xuanzhi sneered, “If the owner of the inch rats is loneliness, I have nothing to say. After all, they can show their abilities on the competition stage.”.
However, those inch rats grew wild in Mount Buddha, so this round could not be counted at all.
Master Liaowu, don’t you know whether loneliness won by his own ability or not? I didn’t expect that your Zen sect has fallen to such a state.”
Master Liaowu was unwilling to be outdone. “There is cause and effect. Why did those crotch rats help lonesome? Wasn’t it because your disciple wanted to kill one of the crotch rats? So this is what your Zen sect deserves!
“Moreover, everything that happened on the competition stage should be counted as part of the competition. You can only admit your bad luck!
“No matter what, Your Zen sect has already lost this Ten Thousand Buddha Dharma Assembly! “If anything happens in the future, don’t blame us for being impolite!”
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The two of them argued with each other for quite a while, but they did not come to a conclusion.
At this time, master defang said, “Amitabha, how about we call this round a draw? Let’s call this round a draw between the Zen sect and the bitter Zen sect. Let’s directly enter the third round of the competition!”
Master Liaowu naturally wouldn’t accept it. They had already won, so why would they compete in the third round?
Moreover, he had heard that the bitter Zen sect had a powerful array formation. If they were to compete in the third round, their Zen sect might not be able to win.
Master Xuanzhi’s eyes flashed, he changed the topic and said, “Our Bitter Zen sect has a lot of scriptures. Many of them are ancient Buddhist scriptures. After all, our two sects have the same origin. If the time is right, our bitter Zen sect is willing to give some to the Zen sect as a gift.”
Master Liaowu was not a fool, so he naturally understood master Xuanzhi’s underlying meaning.
If he agreed that this round was a draw, then the bitter Zen sect would give some ancient Buddhist scriptures to the Zen sect.
This condition could be said to have hit Master Liaowu’s heart. Previously, the ancestor of the LAN family had relied on a Buddhist scripture to obtain the qualification to cultivate in the tranquil spring, which showed how much the Zen sect valued the ancient Buddhist scriptures.
Master Liaowu Thought for a moment and asked, “How many scrolls is Master Xuanzhi prepared to gift?”
“Twenty scrolls,”Master Xuanzhi said.
He was certain that Master Liaowu would agree because when the bitter Zen sect was separated from the Zen sect, they had taken almost all of the ancient Buddhist scriptures from the Zen sect.
Master Liaowu was very conflicted. The attraction of twenty ancient Buddhist scriptures was too great!
But once he agreed, if he lost the third round of the array competition, wouldn’t the gains outweigh the losses? !
Just as Master Liaowu was hesitating, Master Xuanzhi said,
“Since it’s a competition, we have to convince both sides. If the Ten Thousand Buddha Dharma Assembly ends like this, our bitter Zen sect won’t accept it. Then, our previous promise won’t count.”
The subtext of his words was that if this round counted as their loss, they would refuse to admit their defeat! They continued to send troops to attack the Zen sect.
Master Liaowu thought that if this was the case, they might as well ask for these twenty volumes of ancient Buddhist scriptures. Even if they lost in the third round of the array competition, the big score would only be one to one. There was still room for reconciliation.
Moreover, didn’t he still have his precious disciple? Perhaps he could win in the third round.
