Chapter 766 Really Infuriating
Seeing He Hentian insulting the junior ancestor, the old monk Hui Ming became furious, "Stop talking nonsense here, the junior ancestor's dharma name isn't Jie Se at all!"
"Oh? Then what is it called?" He Hentian laughed.
"Called... Why should I tell you." Old monk Hui Ming huffed.
"Is it because the dharma name sounds terrible? So you dare not say it?"
"Utter nonsense! The junior ancestor's dharma name doesn't sound bad at all."
"Then say it, hurry up and say it. If it's not bad, why don't you dare to say it?"
"Open your ears wide and listen well, my junior ancestor's dharma name is Tian Ji!" Old monk Hui Ming said loudly, "How about that? This dharma name is very imposing, isn't it!"
"Field Chicken? The wild chicken raised in the fields?" He Hentian burst out laughing, "This dharma name is really interesting? If you ask me, it's still not as good as Jie Se, hahaha... It's too funny, it's simply hilarious... hahaha..."
Old monk Hui Ming's head was covered with black lines, and he said in a dark voice, "It's Tian Ji, heaven as in the sky, and ji as in opportunity, not Field Chicken!"
"Oh, it's not Field Chicken." He Hentian laughed, "I was just saying, your junior ancestor couldn't possibly have such a hilarious dharma name."
"Hmph!" Old monk Hui Ming snorted coldly, "You stand outside the monastery gate spewing insults, lacking any upbringing. Don't forget, you are the Crown Prince, and your words and actions represent the official stance. Are you not afraid that the emperor will punish you for your reckless behavior?"
"Don't try to press me with the emperor, I'm not afraid of him at all," He Hentian sneered, "Old baldy, if you want me to shut up, it's easy. Just hand over the Defying Heavenly Level Spiritual Medicine and release Shangguan Yunyue, and I will turn around and leave, and I promise I'll never come back to the Myriad Buddhas Sect again."
"You can forget about that, the Spiritual Medicine will not be given, and the person will not be released," the old monk Hui Ming declared resolutely.
He Hentian smacked his lips, "Well, there's no helping it then, I can only continue to hurl insults. Hmm, old baldy, you monastics preach the purity of the six senses, don't drink, don't eat meat, don't marry—it sounds grand, but thinking it over carefully, you're just a bunch of scum."
"You..."
"Don't be in a hurry, let me finish speaking. Why do I call you scum? Because you're all too hypocritical. Clearly, you crave alcohol, meat, and women, but you forcibly restrain yourselves. When you can no longer bear it, you sneak around secretly getting some booze and meat, or indulging with a woman. Isn't that tiring? If you can't maintain the purity of the six senses, you might as well return to secular life. Afterwards, you can eat whatever you wish and marry as many wives as you want—as long as you can afford to support them."
"Shut your mouth... "
"Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you? In this world, not a single person can truly be without desires or achieve purity of the six senses, not even your Myriad Buddhas Sect's monks! Every person has self-interest, and where there's self-interest, desires arise. Old baldy, do you dare say you have no desires? Do you dare? Swear by Buddha's name if you tell a lie, you'll fall into hell and never be reborn. Go on, swear, swear!!"
"I..." Old monk Hui Ming wanted desperately to swear, but in the end, he restrained himself; he couldn't be without desires, and he didn't want to deceive Buddha.
"Lost for words now, are you?" He Hentian sneered, "I knew you were nothing but a self-righteous hypocrite!" Saying this, He Hentian raised his hand, pointing to the other monks, "And so are they! Each one looks serious but is actually a hypocrite! To summarize: The Myriad Buddhas Sect is a breeding ground for hypocrites!"
"You can insult me! But you shall not insult the Myriad Buddhas Sect!" Old monk Hui Ming said through gritted teeth.
"I've already insulted you, what are you going to do about it?" He Hentian stood tall and proud, "The Myriad Buddhas Sect is trash, a broken place producing hypocrites! Trash! Trash! Big trash!!!"
"Indeed, nothing but trash!" Gao Fei walked over, clapped He Hentian on the shoulder, "That's enough, you must be tired. Go rest to the side. It's my turn now."
"Ah, today is really too much fun, haha…" He Hentian, still not over the excitement, stepped aside, "I haven't felt this good in a long time."
Gao Fei's mouth was especially venomous, and he was very good at catching loopholes in his opponent's words. Once he caught a loophole, he would strike fiercely, making his opponents so angry that they would cough up blood.
The monks of the Myriad Buddhas Sect were shaking with rage, their faces turning green. If it weren't for the several most venerated elders firmly holding them back, they would have charged out to fight Gao Fei and the others to the death long ago. It was too much bullying, just too much!!!
The expression on the face of the young patriarch grew darker, and streaks of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. The Myriad Buddhas Sect was a sacred land in his heart, one that he would not allow anyone to trample! Several times he almost retorted, but at the critical moment, he held back. He was practicing Silent Zen; once he spoke, it would break the practice, and the efforts of tens of thousands of years would be in vain. He couldn't bear such a loss.
He could only endure! Even if he couldn't bear it, he had to endure! Anger slowly gathered in his chest, pressing so hard on him that he was almost unable to breathe.
Unable to speak and also not allowed to go out and kill, he was incredibly frustrated!!!
At a certain moment, the young patriarch somewhat regretted practicing Silent Zen. There were many profound techniques in the Buddhist Sect, but he had chosen Silent Zen, condemning himself to a lifetime without speaking. If insulted, he could only endure. This kind of pain was indescribable.
That's how things are in the world, to gain something there must be a loss. If one wants to acquire something, a corresponding price must be paid. There are no pies falling from the sky in this world!
So many people from the Myriad Buddhas Sect couldn't outtalk Gao Fei and He Hentian, which was utterly embarrassing! So useless!
Just as Gao Fei was getting a kick out of cursing, his shoulder was suddenly patted, "Wait a minute, I haven't had enough yet." Gao Fei thought it was He Hentian patting him, "Give me a bit more time, after I finish these last few sentences, then you can take over."
"That's enough, no more cursing," Duanmu Hong's voice came from behind, "It's going to be dawn soon."
"Ah? It's a senior," Gao Fei looked up, "Time really flies!"
"Let's go, we'll come back tomorrow night." Duanmu Hong leaped away.
Gao Fei hurried to curse a few more sentences, then quickly left with He Hentian.
"It's killing me! This is absolutely infuriating!" Monk Hui Ming said in a furious tone, "How can there be such shameless people in the world! Ahhh!!!"
At that moment, the young patriarch began to write words in the void: Find more disciples with good eloquence to deal with the enemy! After writing these words, the young patriarch left without a backward glance, for he too had been tormented with rage that day.
"Go! Find all the disciples who are eloquent!" Monk Hui Ming commanded loudly, "Whoever can curse so well that the opponents are rendered speechless, I will reward them handsomely!"
With a generous reward, there will be brave contenders!
Before long, a large number of disciples came forward to register, each claiming they were eloquent and particularly adept at cursing!
Monk Hui Ming thought of a plan, letting these registered disciples curse at each other. The winner would stay, the loser would leave.