Chapter 112: Chen Changsheng: The kn*fe in Your Hand, the Mysterious Yao Guang Saint Son
Feeling the transformation in Chen Changsheng’s realm, Xuanxin’s eyes flashed with a hint of different emotions.
The Buddhist teachings teach people to forget the Eight Sufferings of the world, yet one cannot seek or let go.
It is precisely for this reason that I traveled thousands of miles to the Central Courtyard to attend the Heavenly Heroes Conference.
Seeing Xuanxin’s state, Chen Changsheng smiled faintly and continued, “Xuanxin, are you a devil or a Buddha?”
In response to Chen Changsheng’s inquiry, Xuanxin joined his palms together and said, “This humble monk knows the forty-eight thousand methods of the Buddha, and is here to save all beings; I am indeed a Buddha.”
“If you are a Buddha, then why is there a slaughter kn*fe in your heart?”
“This humble monk has no kn*fe in my heart!”
“You do!”
“The kn*fe is in your hand!”
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng pointed with his right hand, and a bloody slaughter kn*fe appeared in Xuanxin’s hand.
Watching the slaughter kn*fe in his hand, the Buddha light in Xuanxin began to fade, and behind him materialized a Buddha with a fierce expression, enveloped in black mist.
Faced with this situation, Jiang Bufan and the others narrowed their eyes immediately.
Xuanxin practices both magic and Buddhism; Chen Changsheng, with a single remark, struck at Xuanxin’s demonic nature. In this way, Xuanxin was likely to be fully possessed by demons.
After a long while, Xuanxin looked up at Chen Changsheng again.
“The Buddhist teachings say, ‘Put down the slaughter kn*fe and become a Buddha at once.'”
“Since this humble monk has a kn*fe in my heart, it proves I am not far from reaching Buddha.”
After saying this, the slaughter kn*fe in Xuanxin’s hand began to gradually dissipate, and the Buddha light on him flourished once again.
“Is that so?”
“If you have put down the kn*fe in your hand to become a Buddha, then what about the kn*fe in my hand?”
“The forty-eight thousand methods of the Buddha, is there a method that can save me?”
“If I k*ll all the Buddhas in the world, and then put down the slaughter kn*fe, can I still become a Buddha?”
Faced with Chen Changsheng’s questions, Xuanxin merely replied calmly, “There is no person whom the Buddha cannot save. As long as the benefactor is willing to put down the slaughter kn*fe, they can certainly become a Buddha.”
“A joke. The slaughter kn*fe in my heart originates from you.”
“If you do not d*e, how can I put down this slaughter kn*fe? If you want me to put it down, you must first put down the slaughter kn*fe in your heart.”
“Since you stepped out of the Northern Desert Buddhist Nation, you have forced everyone to take up the slaughter kn*fe in their hearts.”
“Are you saving people, or killing them?”
As soon as these words were uttered, Xuanxin’s figure swayed slightly, and the previously dissipated slaughter kn*fe reappeared in his hand, along with the terrifying Buddha again manifesting behind him.
Seeing Xuanxin’s state, Chen Changsheng’s lips curled up slightly.
He knew that he was about to win this debate.
Amidst such a muddled conversation, not everyone understood the profound meanings, including Sun Huaiyu.
…
“Is this what debating is?”
“Why does it feel like nonsense?”
Sun Huaiyu scratched her head, still unclear about the meanings behind their words.
Seeing this, Ye Hensheng leaned over and whispered, “Miss Gongsun, keep your voice down.”
“Brother Chen and Xuanxin are discussing profound Buddhist truths; otherwise, people will laugh at them.”
Hearing this, Sun Huaiyu turned to Ye Hensheng and asked, “What is so profound about their conversation?”
In response to Sun Huaiyu’s confusion, Ye Hensheng’s gaze fixed on Xuanxin and Chen Changsheng as he explained, “Both of them are well-versed in Buddhist teachings, so they do not speak of the Buddha’s methods explicitly but instead question based on the essence of those teachings.”
“When Brother Chen asks Xuanxin if he is a devil or a Buddha, he is in essence questioning Xuanxin’s path.”
“When Xuanxin says he is a Buddha, he is actually telling Brother Chen that he is saving all beings.”
“But Brother Chen, on the other hand, puts forth the opposite view; he says Xuanxin is a devil because he is ‘killing people.'”
Sun Huaiyu: “……”
Ye Hensheng’s explanation did not make things clearer for Sun Huaiyu, but rather left her more perplexed.
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“What’s this about killing and saving people? Can you explain it more clearly?”
To Sun Huaiyu’s “wooden-headed” question, Ye Hensheng rolled his eyes and continued to explain patiently, “Xuanxin came from the Northern Desert and flipped nineteen strongholds along the way.”
“As a result, who knows how much greed, anger, ignorance, and hatred he has caused?”
“How could the Buddha, who saves all beings, incite people’s greed, anger, ignorance, and hatred?”
“Therefore, Xuanxin’s actions are ‘devilish.'”
“At the same time, Xuanxin, who is well-versed in Buddhist teachings, naturally understands this point, so he says to put down the slaughter kn*fe to become a Buddha.”
“Translated, it means that Xuanxin will help all people put down the slaughter kn*fe in their hearts.”
After this explanation, Sun Huaiyu began to understand a bit.
“And then?”
“If Xuanxin is already clear about his actions, then why does he present himself in this mad state?”
Upon hearing Sun Huaiyu’s question, Ye Hensheng became excited.
“This is Brother Chen’s brilliance!”
“Xuanxin wants to help people put down their slaughter knives, but Brother Chen states the source of the slaughter kn*fe is Xuanxin.”
“Xuanxin has just acknowledged this point.”
“To solve a troublesome issue, you must address it at its root, but the root comes from Xuanxin himself.”
“A healer cannot heal himself; Xuanxin cannot resolve this problem.”
Hearing Ye Hensheng’s explanation, Sun Huaiyu tilted her head and pondered for a moment.
“This problem seems easy to solve!”
“Xuanxin can just withdraw from the Heavenly Heroes Conference, right?”
To Sun Huaiyu’s naive thought, Su Tian finally couldn’t help but speak up.
“Of course, Xuanxin withdrawing from the Heavenly Heroes Conference would resolve Brother Chen’s problem, but have you considered why Xuanxin came to the Heavenly Heroes Conference?”
“Whether it’s to promote Buddhist teachings or for other purposes.”
“Ultimately, Xuanxin came with a certain objective.”
“If he withdraws now, it means he was wrong earlier; and the obsessions in another person’s heart are not so easily let go.”
“Moreover, if Xuanxin does not withdraw, he will cause many people to take up a slaughter kn*fe that cannot be put down.”
“Making people take up a slaughter kn*fe is certainly not the way of the Buddha.”
“Poof!”
Just as they spoke, the demonic aura enveloping Xuanxin suddenly caused him to spit out bl**d.
His aura was visibly diminishing at a rapid pace.
Wiping the bl**d from the corner of his mouth, Xuanxin joined his palms together and said, “Amitabha!”
“This humble monk has lost. Thank you, wise one, for helping me see the slaughter kn*fe in my heart.”
After speaking, Xuanxin turned back to his position.
Seeing Xuanxin’s state, Chen Changsheng did not continue to “pursue” him.
After all, Xuanxin was also a child of the North Desert. If he completely demolished him, trouble would likely come from the North Desert.
With their debate concluded, the contest between Yao Guang Saint Son and Wu Qing Fairy also came to an end.
A bright light flew out from Fu Yao’s forehead and returned to Yao Yingying’s body.
Opening her eyes, Yao Yingying looked at Yao Guang Saint Son with a complex expression.
In response, Yao Guang Saint Son merely smiled back.
After a few breaths of silence, Yao Yingying clasped her hands and said, “Yao Guang Saint Son, your reputation is indeed well-deserved.”
“I, Yao Yingying, am convinced.”
After saying this, Yao Yingying also returned to her position.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng raised an eyebrow.
The reason why a heavenly prodigy is called a heavenly prodigy is not only due to unparalleled talent but also a sense of pride that no one can rival.
The fact that Yao Guang Saint Son could make a top heavenly prodigy like Yao Yingying willingly admit defeat speaks volumes about his abilities.
