5225. Chapter 5225 The Clearer Is Self-Clearing

After listening to the words of the head of Xuanzhi, everyone looked at the Zen sect, especially the eyes of Yun Chujiu became a little complicated.

Whether these people are true or not will not be mentioned for the time being. When I think back to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dharma Conference, it seems that some people are really happy, and what they say is all towards this loneliness. Is it really the nurse he hired? They were all played by him as a fool?

At this time, Yun Chujiu smiled lightly: "Amitabha, several donors claimed that you were hired by my Zen disciples, so which disciple hired you?"

Those people's eyes flickered a few times, and one of them said, "The person who hired me was wearing a mask, and I didn't see his face clearly."

Yun Chujiu chuckled and said, "Then why do you decide that he is a Zen person?"

The man hesitantly said, "Because he is bald, and he also wears beads."

Yun Chujiu's smile deepened: "Bald, and wearing beads, you are from our Zen sect? People from Kuchan sect seem to dress like this, don't you? Why do you think it is our Zen sect who hired you?

Besides, what you said is a bit contradictory. Since the person who hired you didn't want to reveal his identity, why did he specially let you see his bald head and Buddhist beads? Could it be that he is a fool? "

The man was speechless when asked by Yun Chujiu, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Yun Chujiu sighed: "Alas! The poor monk has never been a person to make a name for himself. If the poor monk cares about these false names, why should he always hide in the Thousand Buddha Caves?!

The reason why I followed Master and the others to participate in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dharma Conference was also because of the enlightenment of the Buddha, who wanted to donate Buddha lotus water.

That's all, the poor monk doesn't care about these at all, let's talk about it! The so-called pure is clear, and the turbid is self-turbid. Whether it is a poor monk or a Zen sect, there is no need to waste time on these things. "

After Yun Chujiu finished speaking, he did not question those people, but said to Wu Zhangmen: "Master, let's continue on our way!"

Sometimes the best way to deal with gossip is not to deal with it. After a long time, it will naturally fade.

Sect Leader Liaowu shook his head with a wry smile, ignored Sect Master Xuanzhi, and ordered the Zen disciples to move on.

Those onlookers scratched their heads about what had just happened, but for a while they couldn't tell who was telling the truth.

So I decided to follow the Zen people into the Liansheng Mountains to have a look. Anyway, they have already come, what if it is true!

The head of Xuanzhi thought that such a riot would definitely arouse public anger, but it turned out that the loneliness took out the Zen in a few words, but he was so eloquent!

However, he didn't intend to just give up, the seeds of doubt had already been planted, and when everyone really couldn't find anything, he fanned the flames again, and he didn't believe that those people could be so calm.

As a result, the head of Xuanzhi and the people from Kuchan Sect followed closely into the Liansheng Mountains.

Liansheng Mountains, as the name suggests, each peak is shaped like a musical instrument, with ups and downs, rugged rocks, and difficult roads.

Even these cultivators are not too fast.

In addition, there are people who come with the mind of a treasure hunt and explore everywhere, and the speed is even slower.

Almost everyone is looking around, and the Zen people are not too obtrusive, so they slowed down and pretended to beat around.