Zhikong brought Xinding along and watched him in surprise. That was a good question. How had he never thought of it before?
"Of course you can't convert the Red Lotus Demoness." The old man had several hundred years of cultivation under his belt. He guarded the medicine garden and was skilled in meditation. He spoke slowly and calmly, smiling as he explained it to Xinding.
"Marriage is a worldly affair. Our Buddhist sect is a pure land of spiritual cultivation. If the Red Lotus Demoness converted to Buddhism and married Zhiyuan, wouldn't that bring worldly affairs into the Pure Land and violate its rules?"
Zhikong suddenly understood. As expected of Uncle-Master Wunian—just a few words and he'd cleared everything up.
Xinding still didn't understand. He looked at the old man with clear eyes. "But I've seen gambling and fighting become commonplace in our Lay Disciples' Courtyard. Uncle-Master Zhixing from the West Lay Disciples' Courtyard provoked Uncle-Master Zhiyuan, and the four Lay Disciples' Courtyards compete with each other. The Martial Monk Courtyard holds a selection to pick the four strongest and fight for first place. Aren't all of those worldly affairs?"
"I..."
The old man was rendered speechless. He sat there stunned, unable to say a word for a long while.
The main problem was that everything Xinding had said was true. He couldn't refute him.
Xinding suddenly understood. He had finally figured it out. "I get it. Uncle-Master Zhiyuan is only one person, so he's easy to manage. The other matters involve too many people, so our Buddhist sect can't handle them and just leaves them alone."
"I..."
The old man was left speechless. The kid looked dense, so how did he keep saying things that were true?
There was no way this kid had been taught by Zhiyuan. If