Divine Monk Huixin, the Buddhist Order's Hidden Hand, Mahayana Buddhist Dharma, the Second Day

The Great Wei Capital.

The first stage of the contest between the Confucian Dao and the Buddhist Dao had come to a halt.

Divine Monk Huijue had been defeated.

He had lost terribly, crushed by Xu Qingxiao on every front, without any way to argue back.

At that moment, he had led the Eight Hundred Debate Monks back outside the Capital. Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he wore a grave expression.

Some of the Eight Hundred Debate Monks still did not understand. They looked at Divine Monk Huijue and asked.

"Divine Monk, where did we lose just now?"

"Yes, Divine Monk, where did we lose?"

Puzzled, they asked Divine Monk Huijue why they had lost.

"Alas."

At the mention of what had just happened, Divine Monk Huijue also felt troubled.

He had fallen for another trap.

And this time, it had been an enormous one.

"Amitabha."

"Benefactor Xu first used the Buddhist Order's burning of incense to ask what burning incense meant. I thought he wanted to bring up the matter of having a clear conscience, so I had already prepared for that."

"But I never imagined that Benefactor Xu had laid a scheme, deliberately guiding us to think that way. Thus, we considered the matter of a clear conscience, never realizing that his true question concerned the butcher's blade."

"Lay down the butcher's blade and become a Buddha on the spot. Benefactor Xu approached this with sophistry to make us underestimate him. After all, the butcher's blade is not a blade, but an obsession. That is the Buddhist Order's Zen meaning."

"Benefactor Xu actually understood this principle. He deliberately pretended not to, using the dynasty's Ministry of Punishment as his argument, then intentionally provoking me by saying I harbored a blade in my heart."

"To persuade Benefactor Xu, I