Zhi Kong looked at Xin Ding with astonishment, a good question indeed. How had he never thought of this before?
"Certainly not," the little old man replied. He had cultivated for several hundred years, guarded the garden, and his Zen skills were exceptional. He spoke slowly and deliberately, smiling as he answered Xin Ding's question.
"Marriage is a matter of the secular world. Our Buddhism is a pure land of cultivation. If the Red Lotus Demoness converts to Buddhism and marries Zhi Yuan, wouldn't that be introducing worldly affairs into the pure land, breaking its rules?"
Zhi Kong suddenly realized the truth of the matter, worthy of being Uncle Wu Nian, resolving his confusion in a few words.
