Xuan Xin didn't answer, he said he knew the answer.

Some sneered, thinking Xuan Xin was putting on an act.

But Lu Changsheng believed that Xuan Xin had guessed the answer, though Lu Changsheng was slightly surprised.

Xuan Xin not only guessed the answer, but also guessed what he was going to do next.

This was what surprised Lu Changsheng.

However, looking at the curious gazes of the crowd, Lu Changsheng began to explain.

"The answer to this question is: The fishmonger goes to the Western Paradise."

As soon as the answer came out, everyone was stunned, not understanding why.

"The fishmonger wakes up the eminent monk every day to chant scriptures, and the eminent monk wakes up the fishmonger every day to kill fish. In this way, the eminent monk's sins deepen every day, and the fishmonger's merits are blessed every day. Thus, the fishmonger goes to the Western Paradise, and the eminent monk enters hell."

Lu Changsheng explained.

Xuan Xin was very calm and simply said Amitabha.

And this answer caused an uproar.

"So that's how it is!"

"So that's how it is."

"No wonder the fishmonger goes to the Western Paradise."

"Great wisdom, great wisdom."

"So that's what it's all about."

Everyone suddenly understood, never expecting that this was the reason. They were amazed, and after Lu Changsheng answered, they couldn't help but discuss it.

"Silence!"

Another voice rang out, and everyone calmed down again.

At this time, the third question began.

Asked by Lu Changsheng.

"May I ask, Dharma Master, does the Buddha have people he does not save?"

Lu Changsheng asked the third question.

"The Buddha saves all living beings, regardless of status or wealth."

Venerable Xuan Xin answered.

"Does he also save murderers?"

"He does!"

"Why save them?"

"If they lay down their butcher knives and become Buddhas on the spot, naturally they are saved."

"If they lay down their butcher knives, they can become Buddhas?"

"Once the butcher knife is laid down, they can become Buddhas."

"If laying down the butcher knife is enough to become a Buddha, then why does Buddhism have eighty-four thousand Dharmas? What are they for?"

"The eighty-four thousand Dharmas are methods to save all living beings. A thousand people have a thousand faces, a thousand people have a thousand Dharmas, and a thousand Dharmas have a thousand Buddhas."

At this moment, Lu Changsheng and Dharma Master Xuan Xin were debating fiercely, each saying one sentence at a time, extremely intense.

"Then if I slaughter the Buddha today, and then lay down the butcher knife, can I become a Buddha?"

Lu Changsheng's eyes were cold, and in an instant, dark clouds rolled, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and beams of thunder swords condensed, as if as long as Lu Changsheng gave an order, Xuan Xin would be doomed.

However, under this terrifying pressure, Xuan Xin put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, as long as Benefactor lays down the butcher knife, he can become a Buddha. Even if I sacrifice myself, if I can enlighten Benefactor, I am willing."

"Absurd!" Lu Changsheng roared like a great bell.

"Why is it absurd?"

"The butcher knife is not in my hand, how can I lay it down?"

Lu Changsheng asked.

"Where is the butcher knife?"

Xuan Xin asked.

"In your hand."

In the next moment, Lu Changsheng looked at Xuan Xin with firm eyes.

"This monk has no knife."

"In your hand."

"I don't see it."

"In your hand."

"Still don't have it."

Xuan Xin said with incomparable firmness.

However, at this moment, Lu Changsheng smiled lightly and said, "You didn't have it before, but you have it now. Lower your head and take a look."

As the voice rang out, Xuan Xin took another look, he still wanted to continue answering.

But suddenly, he froze!

All the words were stuck in his throat, unable to be said.

At this moment, Xuan Xin was silent, looking at his empty palms, and finally laughed bitterly.

The laughter gradually grew louder, and everyone was completely unaware of what had happened.

Lu Changsheng and Xuan Xin's debate was full of Zen and extremely profound, they couldn't understand it, nor could they comprehend it.

"Thank you, Wise One, for clearing up my doubts and allowing this monk to see the butcher knife in his heart."

Xuan Xin got up, bowed to Lu Changsheng three times and kowtowed nine times, performing the great Buddhist salute, his face full of gratitude.

However, Lu Changsheng did not say anything, but quietly watched Xuan Xin perform the great salute.

"I understand!"

Among the cultivators watching in the Dao Debate Hall, an old man suddenly realized and said this.

"Senior, what do you understand?"

"What does this mean?"

"Yes, what does this mean?"

"Why don't I understand anything?"

"I feel like I'm just here to make up the numbers."

The younger generation of cultivators didn't know the mysteries of it, they were completely confused, so they couldn't wait to ask for the answer.

The old man took a deep breath.

Then he answered.

"Changsheng asks Xuan Xin, does the Buddha have anyone he does not save?"

"Xuan Xin must answer no, otherwise he would be violating the original intention of Buddhism."

"However, Changsheng seized on this point and asked whether murderers can be saved."

"Xuan Xin still answered that they can be saved, but Changsheng refuted Xuan Xin, if laying down the butcher knife is enough to become a Buddha, what does Buddhism need eighty-four thousand Dharmas for? Wouldn't everyone be able to become a Buddha if they lay down their butcher knives?"

"Xuan Xin answered that a thousand people have a thousand faces, a thousand people have a thousand Buddhas, and a thousand people have a thousand Dharmas. Everyone has their own different Dharma, and everyone has their own different Buddha, so laying down the butcher knife can become a Buddha, but not everyone has a butcher knife."

"But at this time, Changsheng used sophistry to ask Xuan Xin, if he had a knife in his hand, and after killing you, if he laid it down, could he become a Buddha."

"Xuan Xin firmly adhered to the Buddhist Dharma he had learned, and would rather sacrifice himself in order to save Changsheng and turn him into a Buddha, but it was because Xuan Xin constantly insisted on his own self that a butcher knife had already appeared in Xuan Xin's heart."

"But the observer sees clearer than the involved party, Xuan Xin did not know that a butcher knife had already appeared in his heart."

"Changsheng said that he had a knife in his hand, but in fact, he was luring out the butcher knife in Xuan Xin's heart."

"Changsheng said three times, the knife is in your hand."

"Xuan Xin answered three times, there is no knife in my hand."

"But at this moment, the butcher knife is already in Xuan Xin's hand, so in the end, Changsheng said, you didn't have it before, but you have it now!"

"Everything is clear, great wisdom, great wisdom, this is truly great wisdom. This poor Daoist has cultivated for a thousand years, and has never had such wisdom. Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, Changsheng is the number one person in my Daoist sect."

The old Daoist said this, constantly praising Lu Changsheng's great wisdom.

"What, what, I still don't understand?"

"What butcher knife, what not butcher knife, where's the knife?"

"I understand, I understand!"

"I understand too."

"What do you understand?"

"I understand what a butcher knife is."

"Then what do you understand?"

"Actually, I don't really understand, but I see everyone saying they understand, so I also said I understand."

"Uh........"

"You're honest."

"Hey, don't change the subject, Senior, what exactly is the butcher knife?"

People discussed animatedly.

And the old Daoist took a deep breath.

Then he said, "The so-called butcher knife is actually just an obsession."

As soon as these words were said, in an instant, everyone completely understood.

"Obsession? I understand!"

"I understand too."

"To be honest, I really understand this time."

"So that's how it is?"

"The butcher knife is obsession! Obsession is the butcher knife! Xuan Xin is too obsessed, he came with a butcher knife, but he didn't know it. Senior Brother Changsheng knew it from the very beginning, so he used questions to ask, and questions as the topic. A high realm, a high realm."

Everyone was completely convinced by Lu Changsheng's great wisdom.

The third question and answer was almost a fatal blow to Xuan Xin.

Indeed, at this moment, after Xuan Xin made three bows and nine kowtows, he got up and looked into the distance with a calm gaze.

A full half an hour passed.

Finally, Xuan Xin slowly opened his mouth.

"I lost!"

Three words, setting off a stormy sea.

Ten questions and ten answers, and it was only halfway through.

Xuan Xin admitted defeat.

This....... was unexpected.

However, Xuan Xin continued to speak.

"However, this monk still has some doubts, and I hope the Wise One can help this monk resolve them."

Xuan Xin said this.

He admitted defeat!

The debate failed!

Lost cleanly, lost completely.

But he was still not convinced.

His obsession was too deep.

So the competition continued.

At this moment.

A breeze blew.

The maple leaves of Red Peak fluttered, passing through the air one by one.

Lu Changsheng looked very calm.

He did not answer Xuan Xin.

Instead, he gently raised his hand and clamped a red leaf.

He had a very calm gaze, full of wisdom.

Various Dharmas around him were flashing and glowing, appearing extraordinary, like a banished immortal, full of immortal aura.

The ancient bell of the Great Luo Holy Land rang.

Everything seemed so peaceful, washing away all the troubles in people's hearts.

He didn't say much, which was considered an agreement.