Master Lexuan made the gesture of Amitabha and said: "Monks do not tell lies. Donor Zhao, it was indeed a poor monk who accidentally told it."

Zhao Yong nodded and said: "Master Lexuan is an eminent monk. I am not blaming the master today. But I heard that the master's ability in prophecy is extremely powerful. They said that master, you have never said that you missed anything."

one thing."

"Amitabha, donor Zhao thinks highly of the poor monk. The poor monk is just a monk who converted to Buddhism. He occasionally helps people solve their doubts and just happens to say something right."

Zhao Yong said: "Master, there is no need to be humble. Whether you are really a prophet or not, you might as well let everyone here see it with their own eyes today."

Master Lexuan did not speak. Zhao Yongsheng was afraid that Lexuan would not agree, so he continued: "As long as Master proves your ability, I am willing to spend 100 million to repair your temple. Master, you can't just care about your reputation without

Think about the other monks in your temple? They are living too hard now and need my 100 million fund to improve their living conditions. Without my funding, will the monks in your temple starve to death?"

Although Zhao Yong was talking about funding, Master Lexuan also understood that if he did not agree and participate in this prediction competition today, his temple would definitely be retaliated by the Zhao family.

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will? Donor Zhao, what do you want to compare with me? How?"

When Zhao Yong saw that Lexuan had agreed, he immediately picked up the microphone excitedly and said loudly to everyone present: "I will introduce someone to you! This person is also another prophet who will compete with Master Lexuan today."

At this moment, the door to the passage at the other end of the gymnasium opened, and a group of bodyguards from the Zhao family walked out first. Then, with everyone clearing the way, a boy with an immature face walked to the center of the venue, surrounded by others.

Zhao Yong's voice sounded: "Let me introduce to you, this kid's name is Xiao Luo. I accidentally saw this kid in the countryside buying drawing cards that can be exchanged for bouncy balls. This kid can accurately find one of them.

First prize.”

"Later I found out that he was also a prophet, and everything he said was never missed."

The crowd suddenly became excited. They all looked at this child who was only thirteen or fourteen years old and felt very surprised.

"Master Lexuan is able to predict the future. It is because of his profound Buddhist teachings and his mind-power and clairvoyance. I thought the person the Zhao family asked to compete with Master Lexuan would be some kind of Feng Shui master or numerology master.

The result is a child with no hair at all. Isn’t this funny?”

When the father and son of the Jiang family in the private room saw what was going on in the audience, they burst into laughter.

Jiang Tielin laughed loudly and said: "Zhao Yongzhen is such a talent! He actually found a child to challenge Master Lexuan! Isn't this just for fun?"

Jiang Long also smiled and said: "Dad, today is really not in vain. The play arranged by Zhao Yong is quite interesting."

Chen Xingran and Taoist Priest Zixiao in the stands also felt that the incident was a bit unexpected.

Chen Xingran said: "Taoist Master, how good were your divination skills when you were thirteen or fourteen years old?"

"I am a seasoned Taoist with good talent, but I am not good at fortune telling. I have a late senior brother who is extremely proficient in divination. When my senior brother was thirteen or fourteen years old, he could predict any of the ten hexagrams.
Chapter completed!