Before Su Shi'er could make a move, Xu Qingfeng of Bai Sui Academy, who had led the way here earlier, acted first from the front of the crowd.
Walking up to the monk grinding a brick, Xu Qingfeng asked, "May I ask, Master, is this the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect?"
"This humble monk is busy!" The monk merely looked up at Xu Qingfeng before continuing the motion of his hands.
Xu Qingfeng continued, "What is Master busy with?"
Without even raising his head, the monk replied, "This humble monk has forgotten what he looks like. I wish to use this brick to grind a mirror, so I may clearly see my own appearance. You... can you help me?"
Xu Qingfeng's eyes rolled as he reminded him, "Master, what you are grinding is a brick!"
"Of course this humble monk knows. This humble monk intends to use this very brick to grind out a mirror. If you have a way, help me. If not, leave at once!"
The monk remained squatting on the ground, his hands never stopping.
"Hmm...?"
Xu Qingfeng pondered aloud, unable to help sinking into thought.
The monk's words sent a jolt through every cultivator in the courtyard.
They immediately understood that this was the test set by the Zen Courtyard Master.
Yet, looking at the brick the monk kept grinding, the cultivators all frowned one after another.
"The thing in this monk's hand is merely an ordinary brick. How could one possibly grind a mirror out of a brick?"
"People of the Buddhist Sect delight in speaking in Zen riddles and Zen sayings. If it were truly so easy to accomplish, how could it be called a test?"
"Perhaps... the crux does not lie in the brick and mirror in his hands. He said at the beginning