Tang Sanzang sat on the horse's back, rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but complain in his heart: "What the hell is the sun incarnated incarnation? What the hell is the sun wind chimes that walk! What the hell is it that becomes a horse, how can you have such a ghost animal idea, miss! Moreover, can you complain a little quietly! I heard it......"

Resisting the urge to vomit blood, Tang Sanzang tried his best to maintain the appearance of a monk without joy or sorrow, and finally arrived at the Huasheng Temple, and sure enough, people are more troublesome than monsters. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As Li Simin said, if he doesn't arrive, no one dares to start, when he arrives, when is the auspicious time.

The civil and military officials worshiped the golden body of the Buddha with Li Simin, and saw the Arhats, the huge dojo, there were 1,200 monks sitting neatly crossed, the fragrant clouds and mist were mist, and the momentum was quite extraordinary, which could be compared to the Buddhist Dharma Contest of the year.

Tang Sanzang and Li Simin walked side by side, passing through the passage where 1,200 monks were bowing down and standing on both sides, until they walked to the front and sat down on the high platform.

Tang Sanzang has the title of Master of the Great Interpretation, that is, the head of the Tang Dynasty monks, this water and land conference will be held for forty-nine days in a row, and he will sit and teach the Fa for several hours every day. I've gotten used to it over the years, but I'm worried that my throat will catch fire.

Tang Sanzang has no Buddha in his heart, does not believe in Buddha, but does not deny the wonderful use of Buddhist scriptures. Of course, he only said this kind of rebellious words to the master, and never mentioned it to the second person.

It should be because of eating golden cicadas, he has been close to Buddhism since he was a child, and his perception of Buddhism is the first person in the Tang Dynasty, and he deserves his name.

Tang Sanzang looked at the two short and one long sandalwood incense burning on the incense burner in front of him, frowned slightly, and was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking about profound Buddhism.

More than 1,000 monks were sitting in the seat, listening attentively, looking at Tang Sanzang's eyes, full of reverence and expectation.

There was an eerily quiet room for a long time, and Tang Sanzang finally spoke up, pointing to the incense burner in front of him and said. "This incense is not the same length, change it for me, otherwise I can't talk about it." ”

Li Simin, who was sitting leisurely on the side, burst out laughing, picked up the delicate pastry beside him and took a small bite, and his smile became brighter and brighter.

When the monks heard this, none of them laughed or disdainful, and they all showed a contemplative look, and they actually made an in-depth and subtle analysis and understanding of Tang Sanzang's words.

"Master Sanzang's words are beads, and this must have a deep meaning. A mellow old monk pondered.

"Three sandalwood sticks were lit together, but now they are two long and one short, why is this? This is like three people born at the same time, but the creation of life is different, this is determined by the cause and effect of the previous life, the three Tibetan monks are convinced. A thin monk's eyes lit up, and he muttered to himself, looking at Tang Sanzang with more and more reverence.

"The Venerable Master refused to speak because the three sandalwood sticks were not in order, so didn't he use this metaphor to sit down and everyone had different understandings and cultivations, and they should work hard to participate in the Dharma. I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, I must listen carefully to the Master's teachings this time. A middle-aged monk in a shabby monk's robe looked ashamed.

Well, Tang Sanzang really didn't think about it that much, he beckoned to the little novice who was still meditating on the side, asked him to light three new sandalwood sticks again, interrupted everyone's contemplation, and began to talk about the Lotus Sutra.

Tang Sanzang preached the Dharma in simple terms on the high platform, and talked about some of the Buddhism he had learned over the years, and there seemed to be a strange power emanating from everyone's bodies, and then drifting towards the endless void.

The monks in the audience listened to it as if they were fascinated, and from time to time someone snorted softly, and was embarrassed to cover their mouths and bow their heads, the joy in their eyes could not be hidden, and the doubts that had accumulated in their hearts for decades were actually broken between Tang Sanzang's words, how could they not be complacent, and they admired Tang Sanzang even more.

This is a strange world, with demons, ghosts, and gods and Buddhas. People in the world worship more gods and Buddhas, and this is a good phenomenon for feudal rule.

Tang Sanzang was not a radical reformer, nor did he promote the idea of socialism in this world, and it sounds very troublesome to overthrow feudal rule, so do whatever you want, every society has a bottom and a ruling class.

And Tang Sanzang has no Buddha in his heart, if he wants to talk about faith, maybe he believes in himself more.

"That monk......" Tang Sanzang was immersed in the teaching, but he was startled by the sound of slapping the table and a loud shout. Looking up, a thin young monk stood under the stage, wearing a bright yellow monk's robe, but his hand was on the low table in front of him.

That loud shout was full of anger, and he slapped the table mercilessly, but now the young monk looked at Tang Sanzang's expression, but it was ...... A look of obsession!

Tang Sanzang didn't know how much he had seen since he was a child, but they were usually beautiful little girls, as well as those palace maids who were dissatisfied, and now a young monk showed him this expression, and he couldn't help but feel a chill, and almost kicked the dwarf in front of him.

"You're so handsome. The young monk twisted and finally finished the remaining half of the sentence, and a touch of blush appeared on his face, which was a little yellow and thin, and he looked terrifying!

"Hey, ugly monk, why are you here again, haven't you been beaten enough by me yesterday?" Li Simin, who almost fell asleep listening to Tang Sanzang's lecture, was also woken up by the sound of slapping the table, looking at the young monk standing in front of the high platform with his feet on his feet and a red face, Huo Ran got up and said.

The expression on the young monk's face changed, and he immediately retracted the hand on the low table, took a few steps back, subconsciously covered his buttocks, and looked at Li Simin with some panic.

This is Guanyin Bodhisattva? Tang Sanzang stared at the young monk who was protecting his ass like a little shou, and looked at Li Simin with a resentful expression, and then thought of the expression she had when she looked at herself before, and her hair exploded, could it be that Guanyin Bodhisattva was a sissy faggot!

"I'm not cheating on money, and I'm not here to find you, don't you spank me again, okay. The young monk said with obvious lack of confidence, and when it came to the back, his tone had already turned into a pleading.

Li Simin waved his hand and said mercilessly: "No, come on, pull him down and hit the fifty boards first." ”

Two guards rushed forward from the side, about to grab the young monk with a panicked look on his face.

Tang Sanzang stood up, and just wanted to say wait, a burly gray-clothed monk with a nine-ring tin staff in his hand on the side was already blocking the young monk's body, and said in a deep voice: "Bold, this is the Guanyin Bodhisattva of the South China Sea, how dare you be rude!"

"Yes, I'm Guanyin Bodhisattva, you can't beat me. The young monk poked his head out from behind the burly monk and nodded vigorously.

"You ugly monk, when I am a three-year-old child, Guanyin Bodhisattva must be a great beauty, how can you look like this. Li Simin pursed his lips and said, waved his hand at the guards standing on the side, and rushed up to four more guards and surrounded the two of them.

"Big beauty, really? People will be shy. The young monk blushed and twisted his body a little shyly.

The monks sitting cross-legged beside him were in an uproar, and they all ran away at once, and two of them ran directly to the side and vomited, shouting that they couldn't stand it.

Tang Sanzang also felt a chill in his heart, and the last bit of good vision for Guanyin Bodhisattva in his heart was all gone at once, and he didn't make a sound, to see what the two living treasures were going to do.

"Let's go out together and beat each of them fifty sticks, and then get out of here." Li Simin commanded with a smile. The guards answered, and they surrounded them and went forward to take the two monks.

"Don't believe me, I can prove it. The young monk walked out from behind the burly monk, with an anxious expression, and suddenly patted his head and said, "By the way, I can turn back into my real body to show you." ”

"Okay, you change, if you can't change, then hit a hundred boards. Li Simin raised his hand to stop the guards, looked at the young monk and said.

"Then I've changed, Wooden Fork, I'm going to change quickly!" the young monk patted the burly monk beside him and said, for a while, the light was overflowing, and the mist was colorful, making people dare not look directly.

In addition to more than 1,000 monks and civil and military officials, there are also family members of hundreds of officials, wealthy businessmen and magnates in Chang'an City, no less than 10,000 people. At first glance, a female Bodhisattva and a mushroom-headed fat walker stepped on auspicious clouds, standing in the air, thinking that Tang Sanzang was preaching the Dharma to the sky, and invited the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and hurriedly knelt on the ground to worship, not daring to look directly unreasonably.

For a while, in the entire Huasheng Temple, only Tang Sanzang and Li Simin were still standing.

Tang Sanzang raised his head and looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva, who had stepped on the auspicious clouds and had changed back to his original appearance, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his expression was a little uncomfortable.

I saw that Guanyin Bodhisattva looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful appearance, eyes like Venus, a red mole in the center of his eyebrows, and a slender waist, he was indeed a great beauty.

He wore a weeping pearl cherry blossom on his head, a plain blue robe and a gold-rimmed brocade velvet skirt, and a white jade bottle in his hand, and a willow branch that was about to die.

The most important thing is that she also has a pendant on her body, which is less than five catties, what gold leaves, jewels, and jade, no less than the brocade robe on Tang Sanzang's body, and half of the dazzling light just now is emitted by these things.

Of course, there is also the most important point, Guanyin is now flying in the sky, Tang Sanzang and Li Simin are both looking up at the sky, and she is wearing ...... Skirt.

"Sister Guanyin, I saw your dirty pants. Li Simin said with a smile.

"Huh?" Guanyin looked down a little cutely, and saw that Li Simin and Tang Sanzang were still holding their heads, so they came back to their senses, and suddenly lost their faces, and shouted, "Shame on you...... The auspicious clouds under his feet were unstable, and they actually fell from the sky.

Let Guanyin Bodhisattva fall to the ground, it is really unsightly, Tang Sanzang hurriedly stretched out his hands to catch her, although he was wearing a pendant, but fortunately, Guanyin was quite light.

Being hugged in front of Tang Sanzang in the posture of a princess, Guanyin looked up at Tang Sanzang's face, both eyes seemed to be shining with stars, stretched out his left hand and gently stroked Tang Sanzang's bald head, his little face turned red all of a sudden, and he said with a look of intoxication: "So handsome, really handsome." ”

"Bodhisattva, please respect yourself. "Tang Sanzang's head was touched, a clever man, he almost threw the Bodhisattva in his arms, is this really the legendary Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves suffering, what is the right hand that stretched out to his chest!

"Let go of that Bodhisattva!"

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