Chapter 290

"The Buddha also said: Endure for a moment and the wind will be calm; take a step back and the sky will be vast!"

"We must learn from the two Arhats and the Buddha!"

Master Tianzheng lowered his head and eyes, whispering and silently speaking with the heads of the various halls and the other high-ranking monks without leaving a trace.

"Senior Brother Tianzheng! Isn't there still... Patriarch Bodhidharma?!"

Master Wuse, head of the Discipline Hall, suddenly whispered.

Once these words were spoken, the Shaolin monks seemed to wake from a dream, and their gazes turned in unison to look at... Patriarch Bodhidharma.

They did not speak, but their gazes seemed to say everything: Patriarch Bodhidharma! You are the patriarch! Now that Shaolin has suffered such humiliation, it is time for you to step forward?!

At this moment: Silence speaks louder than words!

"Hehe! You are right!"

"Shaolin... is nothing special!"

Sensing the gazes of the Shaolin monks, Patriarch Bodhidharma smiled lightly, actually echoing Li Changsheng.

Once these words were spoken, Master Tianzheng, the heads of the various halls, and the other high-ranking monks all changed color, shocked and angry, looking at Patriarch Bodhidharma with a mix of shame, regret, and fury.

Yes!

They dared not be enemies with Li Changsheng!

Even under a single glance from Li Changsheng, their fighting spirit had vanished with a boom, unable to be summoned!

But... is this their fault?!

No! It is not!

It is Li Changsheng... who is too strong!

But you are different!

You are... the founding patriarch of Shaolin, Patriarch Bodhidharma!

Seeing this scene, not only do you not help us, but you echo Li Changsheng and mock us?!

Are you... are you still Shaolin's Patriarch Bodhidharma?!

This was the thought of Master Tianzheng, the heads of the various halls, and the other high-ranking Shaolin monks at this moment; they wanted Bodhidharma to stand up for them, not to lecture them.

"Although Shaolin is not much! It is at least a great sect of the world, one of the supreme leaders of Buddhism, with deep foundations and infinite wonderful methods!"

"If you are willing to worship under my sect! I am willing to support you in taking charge of the Shaolin gates! How about it?!"

Patriarch Bodhidharma, ignoring the sour faces of the Shaolin monks, looked at Li Changsheng and said with a burning heart.

At the same time, in his mind, a golden lotus was blooming, and along with Patriarch Bodhidharma's words, it merged with heaven and earth.

A mysterious and unfathomable power that could invert the mind slowly covered Li Changsheng.

Supreme Divine Ability: Tongue Battles Lotus!

This supreme divine ability had the same effect as Li Changsheng's minor divine ability, Silver-Tongued, capable of turning black into white, white into black, and even distorting a person's mind and changing their cognition.

Shaolin Sect Master Tianzheng changed color and wanted to retort, but Patriarch Bodhidharma looked at him with a single glance, instantly suppressing him so that he could not say a word.

"This is... the power of a divine ability?! Somewhat similar to Silver-Tongued?!"

"So that's how it is!"

"Is this the supreme divine ability you want to use to convert me?!"

"The previous power was also this kind, right! It didn't work before, and you're trying again now?! Do you really think you can succeed this time?!"

Li Changsheng sensed that power of divine ability and couldn't help but sneer lightly. He activated Silver-Tongued, circulated various arts, and used his Sole-Self Dharma Body to suppress it, directly refining and devouring that power of divine ability, turning it into his own strength.

"Are you... worthy?!"

"Take charge of the Shaolin gates?! It's just a mere Shaolin, what level is it?! Is it worthy of me taking charge?!"

"I wouldn't even want it if it were given to me!"

At the same time, Li Changsheng spoke, his lips moving slightly, his eyes glancing slightly, looking down on Patriarch Bodhidharma.

"What a Li Changsheng! Truly astonishing spirit!"

"Facing Bodhidharma's attempt to take him as a disciple, he actually... actually speaks like this?!"

Fan Zhongyan's expression was shaken, his heart stirred.

Li Changsheng calling him 'Little Fan' made him very unhappy, and he even thought Li Changsheng was a bit too arrogant: after all, even if logically speaking, your seniority is higher than mine, you still shouldn't call me Little Fan!

Until now, Fan Zhongyan saw Li Changsheng facing Bodhidharma, the founding patriarch of Shaolin and the number one person in Buddhism five hundred years ago, and dared to speak like this, directly retorting!

In his heart, he finally... felt much more comfortable.

"Little Patriarch is magnificent!"

"Little Patriarch is mighty!"

Yang Shi and You Zuo, the two grand-disciples, had their eyes wide open, stars appearing in them, whispering in surprise, almost clapping their hands.

"This... this is Patriarch Bodhidharma! True Person Li... is a bit impulsive!"

"So what if it's Patriarch Bodhidharma?! Who wins and who loses is still unknown!"

"But after all, Patriarch Bodhidharma has cultivated for five hundred years... and is the founding patriarch of Shaolin, the number one person in Buddhism five hundred years ago!"

"..."

The heroes of the martial arts world and the warriors of the world whispered one after another. Some thought Li Changsheng was too impulsive; others thought it should be this way; there were even more... all kinds of opinions, too many to list.

"Amitabha!"

"Since that is the case!"

"Then I will have to use some small means!"

Patriarch Bodhidharma was secretly angry in his heart, knowing that relying on the supreme divine ability of Tongue Battles Lotus could not make Li Changsheng convert, so he had to make a move!