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Chapter 1584 - Chapter 1584 Chapter 52 Altering Fate Against Destiny_2

Chapter 1584: Chapter 52: Altering Fate Against Destiny_2 Chapter 1584: Chapter 52: Altering Fate Against Destiny_2 While explaining to Tang Luo, fluttering her delicate fingers lightly in front of the two young monks.

The simple illusion technique used by Yun Xiu at this moment is no less powerful than top secret treasures, making Yuan Xiang, with teary eyes, and Yuan Xing, indignant, feel as if their eyebrows and eyes weighed thousands of gold, and soon they deeply fell asleep.

“The Dream-returning Spell lasts for three days, should it be enough time for us to take away the Foundation Building technique?”

Yun Xiu asked Tang Luo.

“Absolutely no problem!”

Tang Luo patted his chest and said, “We are not coveting those 84,000 volumes of profound scriptures; if it’s just the Foundation Building technique, it should be available everywhere in the Nanshan Legal Realm.”

…

Morning bells and evening drums, the chant of Fan resonates instantly

Whenever the bell and drum sounds rise in the Nanshan Legal Realm, it signifies that a high monk is about to perform a ritual or preach.

Such events are not rare in the Nanshan Legal Realm, but they have not been as frequent as in these recent days.

Almost every day, there are two teachings by Great Zen Masters, and several Zen masters from different factions dispute over a single Heart Spell.

For those practicing Zen within the Nanshan Legal Realm, this naturally is an unimaginable feast of bliss.

But for Tang Luo and Yun Xiu, who stealthily entered the city, this was not a good sign.

“Let’s not rush into the city; let’s just wait at the city gate!”

The Tang Luo disguised as Yuan Xing whispered to the young monk Yuan Xiang (Yun Xiu) as he observed the situation inside the city, “Right before the Jifeng Zen Assembly, all factions’ Great Zen Masters are showcasing their brilliance; it’s too conspicuous to enter the city at this time. Fortunately, Master Fachuan gave two young monks a task, we might as well wait outside the city, it’s best for that old friend to wait until the Jifeng Zen Assembly starts, then it will be good!”

“Yes, Senior Brother is right!”

Young monk Yuan Xiang, holding the corner of Tang Luo’s monk robe, squinted and smiled.

…

Nanshan Sect’s temple in the back mountain

Due to a scripture by Yanshan, the West Sequence’s three halls have been sleepless for several days; perhaps it really is a lack of attainment, and even though the essence of seating could shake one’s hearing, the Sect Head overseeing the assembly, and the three halls still have to consider the profound impact of Yanshan’s doctrine.

It’s not merely a simple Buddhist debate or an insight into a Zen Heart Spell from different perspectives, but fundamentally overturning the root basis of the current Buddha law’s three realms of attainment, denying the possibility of attaining the Buddha Position from the source.

Even monks of their stage, after reading Yanshan’s Zen and Buddha scripture, could not help but be shaken, let alone those ordinary disciples with unstable Dao Hearts.

For these high monks of the Nanshan Sect, what they considered now was not how to gloriously conduct the Jifeng Zen Assembly, but how to prevent this assembly from becoming an indelible shadow in the history of Zen assemblies.

“It seems impossible for Yanshan Arhat to take back his decree.”

The elder of the main hall sighed, “The only strategy for now is to minimize the potential of the scripture. Does anyone have any good ideas?”

“Everyone has seen that scripture; Yanshan came prepared, starting from self-awareness, dispelling illusions and barriers, shattering the Three Treasures. As soon as he speaks, it’s a thundering scripture; once heard, it embeds deep in the heart, how can one forget, how dare one forget, and how can its influence be diminished?”

The elder of the West Hall sighed, being the most determined opposition faction; precisely because of this, he understood all too well the impact that Yanshan’s actions had on Buddha’s Country.

It was a disaster that a single spark could ignite into a sky-consuming fire, an unstoppable flow as rivers run reverse.

The elder of Fan Sect who retired to take up a position in the West Hall of the Nanshan Sect was already too old, too weary to struggle.

Looking at the dejected West Hall elder, the anxious but helpless elder of the main hall, and the indifferent elder of the back hall, Fachuan knew, if he did not say something now, the result of this assembly would be set.

Regardless of how magnificent Yanshan’s scripture might be, even if it could herald a new era, Fachuan’s name, in his lifetime, would be nailed to the Nanshan Sect’s pillar of shame.

This was the destiny that the Sect Head of West Sequence could not accept, and until such a moment, he must rise and fight against this destiny.

He has been defying fate and changing it for a hundred years, and this time would be no exception!

“Dear fellow monks, Fachuan has a strategy that might resolve the crisis at the Zen Assembly.”

Fachuan stood up and addressed the elders of the three halls, “In previous Jifeng Zen Assemblies, it was always the venerable monks or wise Buddha Sons who debated. However, the subject matter of their debates was often too obscure and profound, exceeding the comprehension of many disciples, which not only brings no benefit but even harm!”

“Moreover, this year’s assembly sees the attendance of 4,864 temple monks, including many from the Great Zen Master Realm, but there are also novices who have just entered the Wisdom Realm. To have these individuals participate in a sharp Zen debate together is a sheer waste!”

“Since our Nanshan Sect is organizing this Jifeng Zen Assembly, we must handle it differently from other sects!”

“Therefore, Fachuan suggests altering the flow of this Zen Assembly, setting up Dharma altars in each temple of the Nanshan Legal Realm to segregate debates by levels, enabling all disciples who attend the Assembly to have a chance to engage in Zen debate.”

“Furthermore, for those profoundly versed in Buddhist doctrines, such as Master Jingcheng, Victorious Venerable, Eight Desolations Zen Master, and Yanshan Arhat, we could invite them to the top of the floating pagoda in the Legal Realm to discuss and debate Dharma.”

“Then, document the contents of this pinnacle debate on Zen and distribute them to all temples.”

Having laid out his resolve accumulated over the past few days, Fachuan direct and bright-eyed, asked the three hall elders, “I wonder if my fellow monks see any need for further refinements?”

The elders of the three halls had all but given up resisting, but they did not expect Fachuan, who had been silent until now, to pull such a surprising counter-attack.

“Brother, why did you not reveal this wonderful plan earlier? Now that there are merely two days left before the grand assembly begins, how can we possibly arrange everything in time!”

The Western Hall elder was both pleased and saddened.

“It is possible!”

With assertive force, Fachuan announced, “Fachuan has already informed the Du Jian and the supervisory elder. If the three elders are willing to lend me the disciples of the West Sequence for mobilization, 200 Dharma altars can be set up within the Nanshan Legal Realm in two days!”

Hearing this, the main hall elder immediately took a stand: “Let us follow the younger brother’s plan!”

Thereupon, he took out the command token of the West Sequence chief from his robe and handed it to Fachuan, saying, “Eight hundred disciples of the lower hall, to be mobilized by the younger brother!”

“Likewise for the Western Hall.”

“…And the back hall as well!”

Fachuan received the three tokens representing the pinnacle of the West Sequence, bowed deeply, and vowed, “I will not let down the trust of the three elder brothers!”

Watching Fachuan, the Sect Head, now commanding with the tokens of the three halls of the West Sequence departing from the temple domineeringly, the Western Hall elder sighed deeply, “It seems that the candidate for the next Eastern Sequence overseer is clear without any need for further debate.”

Nodding, the main hall monk added, “Compared to studying spell techniques, Brother Fachuan prefers to stir the winds and shift the heavens. Perhaps the Eastern Sequence is more suited for him.”

The usually silent elder of the back hall didn’t speak but the prayer beads in his hand were gripped so tightly that they left imprints on his fingers.

…

Holding the three tokens, Fachuan then proceeded to the Western Sequence’s temple hall, found the Du Jian and supervisory elder, and explained his purpose.

“Sect Head brother, the venue and seating arrangements are already set. To change them now might be… inappropriate.”

Hearing Fachuan’s intentions, the supervisory elder found it difficult to agree and intended to tactfully refuse.

Unexpectedly, Fachuan revealed the three tokens of the West Sequence, and sternly said to the supervisory elder, “Seat chief brother is in seclusion, and this Jifeng Zen Assembly will be jointly overseen by the West Sequence three halls and myself. It might indeed be difficult to change at the last minute, but the situation is urgent. I will explain to the two younger brothers afterwards.”

“Furthermore, as the disciples of the Eastern Sequence will need to maintain order in the Legal Realm and also set up the Dharma altars, I hereby request the supervision by these two younger brothers, holding the three hall tokens to mobilize the disciples of the two halls, to complete the task promptly.”

Without waiting for a refusal, the three tokens of the West Sequence were already passed into their hands, and after exchanging glances, the Du Jian and supervisory elder took their leave assenting.

With this step taken, Fachuan finally relieved the enormous pressure behind him, but it was not yet time to rest.

Because, after re-establishing the process of the Zen Assembly, adding 200 new Dharma altars in the Southern Boundary meant he needed to formulate 200 varying depths of Zen topics for debate.

This was undoubtedly the most challenging part of the whole daring endeavor. If he succeeded, he would flourish; if he failed, he would perish.

Fachuan, who had become the Sect Head after countless battles through the years, understood this might be the most crucial battle of his life!