"Amitabha Buddha, Young Master Lu, you have keen insight."
"The opponent is a high monk from the Western Buddhism Celestial Pearl Temple. His Buddhist Dharma is profound, and I cannot resolve it." Zen Master Huiejue declared a Buddha's name, and said calmly, "On the fifth day of October this year, I and Master Dahuo have a Dharma debate, fulfilling a decade-long promise."
Western Buddhism... Celestial Pearl Temple... Master Dahuo...
No wonder Zen Master Huiejue mentioned that he has limited time left. It seems he lacks confidence in defeating Master Dahuo and foresees his death. Thus, he came here, preferring to bear a reputation of the strong oppressing the weak, to resolve the grudge with the Primordial Saint Sect, yet his actions are very measured.
"I see." Lu Zheng nodded.
Du Yueyao glanced at Master Dahuo, smiled slightly, and bowed, "Could we say the grudge between the Primordial Saint Sect and Guilan Temple is settled now?"
