Under Xuance's greeting, Ye Qingyun and Qi Mufeng took their seats.

Then tea was served.

What surprised Ye Qingyun was that the people serving tea were not monks, but enchanting and beautiful women.

Moreover, the clothes are thin, and the beauty is vaguely visible.

This made Ye Qingyun a little embarrassed.

My eyes didn't know where to look.

"Holy Son, don't be offended. These attendants are all practitioners, but they practice Joyful Zen, so they are a little different from ordinary monks."

Xuance said with a smile.

Happy Zen?

It sounds very unfair.

Ye Qingyun took a sip of tea and found it tasted ordinary.

Qi Mufeng and Mei Ruolan each took a sip.

Seeing this situation, Xuance and the four Buddhas were secretly happy.

Done!

However, everyone remained calm, as if nothing happened.

"I have heard for a long time that the Holy Son's Dharma is profound. The Holy Son is here today. Can I discuss the Dharma with the poor monk?"

At this time, the old Buddha stood up and actively invited.

Ye Qingyun waved his hands repeatedly.

"I really don't understand Buddhism."

The old Buddha chuckled.

"The Holy Son is too humble."

"Although the Holy Son has never come to the Western Region, the Holy Son's reputation has always been well known to the poor monk and others."

Ye Qingyun couldn't laugh or cry.

This is really hard to explain.

"Does the Holy Son think that the poor monk and others are stupid and unqualified to discuss Buddhism with the Holy Son?"

The old Buddha changed his tone, showing a bit of dissatisfaction.

Qi Mufeng and Mei Ruolan both looked towards the old Buddha.

And Ye Qingyun naturally heard it.

"Well, that's fine, but I really don't know anything about Buddhism. I hope you'll forgive me if I've done anything embarrassing."

Ye Qingyun said this.

The old Buddha nodded.
Chapter completed!