Yuan Guang had Xuan Hui’s support, so he immediately felt confident. He sneered at Yun Chujiu and said,
“Lonesome, you heard it, right? Your little tricks are useless. You’re the one who lost!”
Seeing that the people of the bitter Zen sect admitted that they didn’t see Buddha Lotus, master defang also echoed, “That’s right. I didn’t see Buddha Lotus either. Lonesome, you can’t count this.”
Master Liaowu and the others wanted to object, but they did not see it. Not raising their hands just now had already reached the bottom line of their morals. Now, they could not open their eyes and lie.
Only Ji Xu covered his butt and shouted, “Nonsense! I saw Buddha Lotus, and it was Golden!”
He hated Yuan Guang and the Zen of bitterness to death. If he had not stumbled and fell, it would not only be an injury to his butt, but also his life.
Right now, he didn’t care about the commandment of monks not to lie. He wished he could just kill Yuan Guang.