Chapter 236: Meeting Without Words, An Unacceptable Bai Ze
Facing Chen Changsheng’s words, Bai Ze rolled his eyes.
“This doesn’t even count as excellence, then what does?”
“Don’t tell me that little Thirteen can write something better.”
“If we’re talking about fighting, I wouldn’t dare say, but in terms of writing, little Thirteen really can’t do it.”
“The characters he wrote, they look worse than what I could dig with my claws.”
Hearing Bai Ze’s words, Chen Changsheng smiled faintly.
“Characters are just a medium for thoughts.”
“Reading and learning to write is to better understand the principles of the world; it’s not only through reading that one can comprehend these principles.”
“These principles already exist; books merely make it easier for people to understand.”
Bai Ze’s head spun hearing Chen Changsheng’s convoluted principles.
“Don’t talk to me about these things, it gives me a headache.”
“You should talk about such principles with bookworms, not with me.”
“Instead of talking big principles to me, you might as well think about how to help little Thirteen enter the Buddha’s Affinity Conference.”
“I don’t believe little Thirteen can do it this way.”
“I have no idea what you’re thinking, actually letting little Thirteen handle this alone. Isn’t that forcing him?”
After saying this, Bai Ze laid his head down.
Seeing Bai Ze’s full belly of grievances, Chen Changsheng smiled but didn’t respond.
This guy must be complaining again about his hands-off attitude.
But it doesn’t matter, the facts will prove everything.
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Outer Buddha’s Affinity Conference.
Looking at the Buddhist verses on the wall, Chen Shisan frowned deeply.
He roughly understood what Tianxuan wrote, but he didn’t get the concept of Buddha-nature!
No one had ever taught him about Buddhism.
At most, he had heard a few times when Tianxuan and Linglong were talking.
He understood every word they said, but the meaning eluded him when put together.
Without understanding Buddhism, how could he write a poem with Buddha-nature?
Thinking of this, Chen Shisan scratched his head in frustration.
After much thought, Chen Shisan pulled out a few books and started reading them.
Chen Shisan’s odd behavior naturally drew the curiosity of others.
However, when everyone saw the titles of the books in his hand, all their mouths twitched.
Because the book Chen Shisan was holding was titled “Fundamentals of Poetry.”
Everyone: “…”
Isn’t it a bit late to be looking at this kind of thing now?
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Inner Buddha’s Affinity Conference.
After entering the depths of the Buddhist Nation, the number of people around began to visibly decrease.
Soon, Tianxuan arrived at a courtyard.
Several ancient, sturdy trees stood around the courtyard, with several tables placed beneath them.
Most of the tables were already occupied, including some by Tianxuan’s acquaintances.
Huayang Tian Cang Hong, Kongming Tian Meng Yu, Yunshan Temple Linglong, Wanfeng Merchant Association Qian Bao’er…
“Hahaha!”
“One Buddhist verse shocked the Buddhist Nation; Mr. Tianxuan’s profound knowledge of Buddhism is truly admirable.”
“However, did Mr. Tianxuan come alone?”
Seeing Tianxuan’s figure, Meng Yu greeted him with a few polite words.
Although it seemed casual, Tianxuan detected the underlying meaning.
“Why isn’t Chen Shisan here? What will happen to Chen Shisan if he comes in?”
Understanding the meaning, Tianxuan smiled and said, “There is indeed another friend, but he will arrive later.”
Hearing this, Meng Yu’s lips twitched.
“Can your friend make it?”
“I don’t know.”
After saying this, Tianxuan found an empty seat and sat down.
Throughout, Tianxuan only exchanged a few words with Meng Yu, and did not seek out Qian Bao’er or Linglong.
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Linglong and I have severed our ties; any further contact would only add to the sorrow.
As for Qian Bao’er…
We are no longer on the same path.
Bao’er’s decision to withdraw halfway was reasonable; neither Chen Shisan nor I blamed her.
But she couldn’t convince me within, if I approached her now, it would be like rubbing salt on a wound.
In such an awkward atmosphere, the Buddha’s Affinity Conference became even quieter.
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Outer Buddha’s Affinity Conference.
After carefully studying for a while, Chen Shisan put away his book.
The teacher once said that writing poetry requires a fixed format.
For this, he wasn’t quite sure; if he didn’t understand it properly, he might easily make a fool of himself.
After preparing, Chen Shisan raised his head again to look at the Buddhist verses on the wall.
For some reason, he always felt that what Tianxuan wrote was wrong, in his understanding, the Buddha shouldn’t be like this.
After much contemplation, Chen Shisan finally slowly raised his hand.
Chen Shisan didn’t understand Buddhism, let alone Buddha-nature.
So he could only write what he considered “right,” but whether this has Buddha-nature or whether it can help him enter the Buddha’s Affinity Conference, Chen Shisan didn’t know.
“Bodhi tree has no branches, bright mirror is not a stand.”
Two barely readable characters appeared on the wall.
Seeing this “greenhorn” also trying to write Buddhist verses, some people held back from speaking.
“Where did this wild kid come from? Can Buddhist verses be written so casually?”
“Moreover, he is too presumptuous; does he really think this will work?”
Facing the crowd’s discussion, Chen Shisan ignored them and focused intently on writing his poem.
There was no other choice; he knew very few characters.
If he didn’t write carefully, he might easily make mistakes.
“Whatever, let him be.”
“The previous prodigy’s Buddhist verse was rich in Buddha-nature; his writing will soon be forgotten.”
“This kid probably came from a small place; it’s good for him to see the disparity of the Crimson Realm.”
Listening to these remarks, some cultivators quietly waited.
Some were already prepared to comfort this young person, who was fearless like a newborn calf, in their elder capacity.
After finishing the first two lines of poetry, the poor handwriting contrasted sharply with Tianxuan’s elegant calligraphy.
Then, Chen Shisan began to write the next two lines.
“Is nothingness, where does dust arise?”
With the final stroke, the entire Buddhist Nation trembled.
Countless Buddhas appeared out of nowhere, and the profound Sanskrit sounds filled people’s hearts with clarity.
A shadow of a Bodhi tree appeared directly behind Chen Shisan.
Everyone: “…”
This game is no fun; everyone assumed it would be the same old thing.
Suddenly, you become so outstanding; it’s hard for us to accept.
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Under the Bodhi tree.
“Boom!”
The Bodhi tree trembled, but unfortunately, it was suppressed by the spear, unable to move its roots.
At the same time, this commotion woke up Bai Ze, who was sleeping.
“What happened?”
“What’s going on?”
However, after Bai Ze regained his senses, he was completely speechless.
“Did you teach him?”
“No.”
“Then why can he?”
“Why can he write such things?”
Bai Ze jumped up and down excitedly, because he simply couldn’t accept that little Thirteen could write something that even amazed him.
Also, the handwriting is really ugly; even I could write better with my hind legs.
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