Beating Kong Lingzi Senseless

The Buddha Son took nine steps forward, stopping only three steps away from Lin Su. His eyes, brimming with Buddha-nature, spirituality, and wisdom, fell upon Lin Su's face. "Su Lin of Sword Sect... are you Lingyun First Seat Su Lin?"

His voice was like a gentle breeze brushing across one's face.

Lin Su smiled faintly. "I thought the Buddha Son would not mention Lingyun First Seat."

"Why not?"

"Because that title of Lingyun First Seat was taken from Xumi Zi of your temple. Xumi Zi was utterly disgraced because of Lingyun First Seat, and Thousand Buddha Temple was dragged into the mire because of Lingyun First Seat as well."

The moment those words fell, the expressions of all the monks present changed...

Was he tearing open their scar?

Yet the Buddha Son merely smiled. "Benefactor, do you see this Buddha-Viewing Creek?"

Lin Su shifted his gaze to the stream beside them. "Naturally I see it. But so what?"

"The stream is like the Buddhist path. All beings cultivate freely. Some stand above the flowing waters and sing into the wind; some remain pure in perilous pools; some willingly fall and sink forever into depravity. It concerns only one's own path and does not taint the clear current. How can one doubt that spring has yet to come because a single leaf drifts down? How can one avoid speaking of matters because of one man's fault?"

As those words rang out, Buddha-nature radiance filled the Buddha Son's forehead.

Everyone was impressed!

Xumi Zi had been a spy for the Devil Race and had died at the Jade Pool Gathering that day. Thousand Buddha Temple had been placed in an extremely passive position.

Everyone had been drawing a line, telling The Whole World that Xumi Zi was Xumi Zi, and Thousand Buddha