Red Sect Master spoke softly, his enthusiasm for devotion nearly frantic under his wrinkled, old-monkey-like skin:
"However, once the 'Debating Scripture' with Divine Dragon Temple begins, 'Wisdom' will definitely appear. As a walking Buddha in the mortal world, even if he has lost the mories of being divine, he must possess strong Buddha Nature and wisdom, and will be attracted by the Buddhist Law..."
"So, as long as the prominence of the 'Debating Scripture' is great enough to be known by everyone in the Capital, 'Wisdom' will surely co."
Suppressing his eagerness, Red Sect Master exhaled deeply, suddenly hearing footsteps from the staircase:
"Master, a monk from Divine Dragon Temple asked to see you."
The elderly monk raised his eyebrows, turned around, packed up the docunts on the table, and personally went downstairs.
Quickly,
in the eting hall of Golden Wind Pavilion, he saw Master Bian Ji, waiting there, draped in white cotton monk robes.
...
Master Bian Ji still looked as handso as ever, his red lips and white teeth starkly contrasting with the rough-spoken Red Sect Master, weathered by years of harsh Western Regions winds.
"Amitabha." Bian Ji smiled and greeted the people from the Western Regions Ancestral Court.
The Red Sect Master also brought his hands together, chanting the Buddha's na in return.
Although there was intense conflict between the Western Regions Ancestral Court and Divine Dragon Temple, they still maintained a façade of peace on the surface.
After exchanging greetings, Red Sect Master chuckled and said,
"Master Bian Ji, do you co in person to catch us off guard and debate scriptures with here today?"
Bian Ji laughed nonchalantly, seemingly not noticing the sarcasm, and replied,
"Holy Monk, why such words? Even though we are from East and West, we ultimately belong to the sa lineage, both respecting the Buddhist Law. Is it not allowable to visit without contention?"
Red Sect Master laughed,
"Of course, if the Master wishes to visit, he may co at any ti. If you wish, coming to the Western Regions would be better. I believe the Dharma King would welco you most warmly."
Bian Ji gradually composed his smile, sighing,
"To speak truthfully, it has indeed been many years since I last visited the Western Regions. The last ti I crossed the border, I was accompanying Master Xuan Yin. It has been many years already; I wonder if the scenery beyond the border remains beautiful. However, having stayed in the Capital for so long, mired in secular affairs, it's difficult to travel freely, unlike our Divine Dragon Temple's Da Jing Master."
The expression of the Red Sect Master subtly changed, and he also slowly composed his smile:
"What do you an by this, Master? Could it be that you think Da Jing has gone to the Western Regions?"
Bian Ji just smiled and did not speak.
Red Sect Master said earnestly:
"After our entry into the Capital, we learned that your temple's Da Jing Master attempted assassination on court officials, disappeared without a trace, and even provoked the Emperor of Yu Country to rage, imposing a national ban on Buddhism... We deeply sympathize."
Hehe... though sympathizing, you're probably rejoicing at the misfortune, it's as if you didn't co for debating at this ti just to suppress us... Bian Ji's face remained expressionless.
It's just that since the other party won't admit it, the matter remains murky.
"This need not be ntioned further, I am here by order of Master Xuan Yin, to notify the Holy Monk that the date and location for the Debating Scripture have been set..." Bian Ji produced an invitation from his sleeve.
Just at that mont, a monk from the Western Regions hurried into the hall, speaking in the Western Regions language:
"Master! Dan Che in Yellow Court Alley has won a chess ga against Yu Country's Grandmaster Chen Jiuyan!"
"Really?" Red Sect Master stood up, beaming with joy, "Where is Dan Che?"
The monk replied, "He's still there, accepting challenges from chess players."
"He has already won, why hasn't he returned?"
The black-skinned old monk said, then, glancing at the frowning Bian Ji beside him, suddenly laughed,
"That's great, after such a victory, I should go and bring him back personally. Master, why don't we go together?"
Dan Che?
This old man's disciple?
Defeated Chen Jiuyan in chess? When?
Bian Ji's expression shifted slightly as he stood and said, "Alright."
...
Outside Yellow Court Alley.
Nearly deserted entrance of the Capital City chess hall.
"Little Heavenly Master" Zhong Pan stood under the hall's ornate signboard, his imposing face covered by a bandana, and his large sword "Crimson Tide" slung across his back.
"The gentlemanly arts are interesting," Zhong Pan raised his eyebrows, grabbing a chess player who was rushing out from the hall:
"What's happened, to cause such a commotion?"
The chess player, startled, said, "In Yellow Court Alley, soone is playing chess with a monk from the Western Regions; everyone's gone to watch."
Little Heavenly Master looked intrigued.
...
anwhile, inside the Yellow Court Alley,
"Snap."
Zhao Douan dropped a piece again, facing the seriously poised Dan Che across from him.
The chess ga had passed its midpoint.
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