Ye Hao said indifferently: "People are born equal, and they die equal. How can there be distinctions between high and low?"

Shi Sansheng paused for breath, and continued: "If you, Young Master Ye, live or die with five cauldrons, you will cook with five cauldrons. If there are all living beings under this stage, how many people can be compared with Young Master Ye?"

"The process of rivers and lakes entering the sea is different from that of rain and snow entering the sea, but the purpose is the same."

"It's just that there is no exactly the same flower in the world, but the splendor of each flower is the same."

Ye Hao smiled and said, "For example, Shi Shaozong, you will also drink a cup of loess after death. How is it different from all living beings in this audience?"

Shi Sansheng's face turned black involuntarily, but he quickly stabilized his mind and said slowly: "Young Master Ye, do you believe that everyone is equal after death?"

"If you look at the Mausoleum of the First Emperor and the pyramids of ancient Egypt, you will know that people are different after death."

Ye Hao looked up at the tall Buddha statue not far away, smiled, and said: "If your young sect insists that everyone is not equal, then what kind of Buddhism do you promote?"

"You can't be equal in life, and you can't be equal after death. Qi Qi will go to the Western Paradise."

"So, what's the use of believing in your Dharma?"

Shi Sansheng breathed astringent.

Ye Hao continued to say calmly: "If Shaozong has nothing to say, then it's time for me to ask."

"You are the young sect of the Buddhist sect, can you answer me a question."

"Pursuing sentient beings, is it just a lie?"

Shi Sansheng's eyes twitched.

Ye Hao pointed Shi Junfozi, and continued: "If saving all living beings is not a lie, then why don't you pity him?"

Shi Sansheng's face turned black. Although he knew that Ye Hao was talking about sophistry, he didn't know how to refute it.

"Now let you give up your identity, status, and power to save him, will you save him?"

"Help, you have to give up your identity as the Young Sect."

"If you don't save it, then the Buddhism in your mouth will be nothingness."

"In front of me, how do you prove that all living beings are equal before Buddhism?"

"Or should I say, do you have any way to prove that you are qualified to be imprisoned as a young sect."

"Fighting the law and debating the Buddha, you are not even as good as me. You should not sit in the position of the young sect."

Shaozong's position.

stop sitting?

Shi Sansheng's face changed suddenly, he wanted to say something, but he felt a little speechless.

It wasn't that Ye Hao's debate was so exquisite, but Ye Hao's words were directed at his heart, which made Shi Sansheng's heart skip a beat and he couldn't respond.

Those virtuous and eminent monks looked at each other, and after a while they discussed in a low voice, and then the virtuous and eminent monk sitting in the middle announced loudly: "This fight, Ye Hao, wins!"

Ye Hao, win!

Three simple words, but they rolled like thunder and lightning in Zhike Palace. JrNovels.com