Jinshan Temple is a small dilapidated temple located by the river, and it is also one of the few temples in the Tang Kingdom. Although the Jinshan Temple www.biquge.info dilapidated, the scale was in the forefront of the Tang Kingdom, and there were more than a dozen ascetics living in the temple.

"Whoosh!" On this day, a streamer pierced the night sky, flew from the west, and landed at the gate of Jinshan Temple.

"Wow, wow, wow!" Then I heard the sudden sound of a baby's cry, waking up the silent night, and the Jinshan Temple was instantly lit up, and soon there was the sound of footsteps.

"Squeak!" Several monks carried lanterns to open the mountain gate, and the firelight illuminated the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes in front of the door. Strange to say, after the temple door was opened, the baby stopped crying.

"It's really a baby, it looks like it's not long after it was born, it's really pitiful. Since he was abandoned in front of our monastery, then he is destined for us, and we should adopt him! One of the monks said distressedly.

"Let's carry him into the temple first and hand him over to Master Faming to decide!"

"Good!" As he spoke, one of the monks reached out and took the baby in his arms and walked into the monastery.

The baby in front of the Jinshan Temple is naturally the reincarnation of the golden cicada, Guanyin hidden in the sky above the Jinshan Temple, watching the golden cicada was taken in by the monks of the temple, and then left from here. However, Guanyin did not take it lightly, and always paid attention to the golden cicada's every move.

In the blink of an eye, twenty years passed quietly. After several ups and downs, Jinshan Temple is now withering, and there is no one in the temple except for the golden cicada with the pseudonym Xuanzang. The monks who adopted him back then either died of famine or died of the immortals.

Xuanzang, wearing a linen robe sewn with patches, bowed deeply to the temple where he had lived for twenty years, and then resolutely turned around and left Jinshan Temple and embarked on a journey to the imperial capital of the Tang Kingdom.

Although Buddhism has been introduced to Dongsheng Shenzhou. But only some crude Dharma was introduced, and the real Dharma scriptures of Buddhism were not handed down. But it is by relying on these small Buddhadharmas that Buddhist disciples still blossom everywhere in Dongsheng Shenzhou and establish many temples, but the life is really hard.

Jinshan Temple has only been built for decades, and in the blink of an eye, people go to the temple. It won't be long before it becomes a broken wall. The temples on Dongsheng Shenzhou are basically like Jinshan Temple, walking on thin ice, as long as they encounter natural disasters or even **, they will soon decay and cease to exist.

Xuanzang has been practicing Buddhism alone in Jinshan Temple for more than a year, if it weren't for Xuanzang's slight reputation in the nearby villages, Li Tianming's news of this list may not have reached Xuanzang's ears through the mouths of the village's famous people.

Xuanzang wore a burlap robe sewn with patches, and relied on it all the way. After a year's time, we finally stepped into the majestic imperial capital of Chang'an City.

In the past year, with the blessings of many Buddhist monks, Li Xiong's condition has improved a little, and he can occasionally close his eyes and take a nap, which is already a great relief. Li Tianming naturally no longer despises the law of Buddhism, and even he himself believes in Buddhism.

Xuanzang is the embodiment of the golden cicada, although his memory is completely lost. Everything starts from scratch, but in the end, Buddha-nature is in the marrow. When he was a child, he already showed an amazing talent for Buddhism, and at the age of ten, he became the first person to practice Buddhism in Jinshan Temple, which was amazing.

Xuanzang's appearance did not attract much attention, a little monk wearing a sackcloth patch robe was nothing in the eyes of everyone. Although Buddhism has been highly valued by the Tang Emperor in the past year, it is nothing more. Above the temple. It's still the world of Confucianism.

Above the South China Sea, there is a fairy mountain called Putuo Mountain. This mountain is the dojo of Guanyin, and since his defection from the teachings, Guanyin has moved Putuo Mountain to the South China Sea.

Putuo Mountain Luojia Cave. Guanyin sits on the white jade lotus platform and cultivates Buddha enlightenment. When Xuanzang stepped into Chang'an City, her closed eyes opened slightly.

"It won't be long before the golden cicada will be able to become famous in Chang'an City and start the road to learn from the scriptures." Guanyin said with a complicated heart. Over the years, if Guanyin hadn't secretly sent his mount Qingshi to send some fruits and grains to Xuanzang, Xuanzang would have starved to death.

Buddhism wants to introduce the real Buddhist scriptures into Dongsheng Shenzhou, the road ahead is not easy, Guanyin was appointed by Sakyamuni as the protector of the scriptures, this burden is not light. Moreover, the person who escorted Xuanzang's westward journey had already been determined, and the relationship was quite complicated, and it was also a tricky matter.

If it weren't for the fact that as long as this study of the scriptures is successful, he can obtain great merit, Guanyin would definitely be unwilling in every way.

Xuanzang, who was transformed by the golden cicada, soon became famous in Chang'an City. Xuanzang's reputation became louder and louder after debates again and again, and he became the first person in Buddhism in the Tang Kingdom. This incident naturally alarmed Li Tianming, who was the Tang Emperor.

Li Tianming met with Xuanzang, after a long talk, Li Tianming was impressed by Xuanzang's Buddhist cultivation, and became a friend with Xuanzang, Li Tianming recognized Xuanzang as a righteous brother, which made Xuanzang's reputation and known as 'royal brother'.

One day, Xuanzang and Li Tianming took a walk in the imperial garden.

"The poor monk heard that there are three scriptures in the west and one Tibetan law, and they talk about the sky; On a collection, talk about the earth; After a hiding, the ghost. With this Tripitaka Sutra, it will be able to remove the demons in the heart of the Emperor, relieve his pain, and let him enjoy bliss! Xuanzang said sincerely. The poor monks were willing to go to the Western Bliss and bring the Three Tibetan Sutras back to the East. ”

"Ahh Li Tianming was taken aback, although Xuanzang's Buddhism is profound, but his skin and flesh are fine, and his body is delicate, it seems that he can go to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, maybe he died before he walked a few miles. It was impossible for Li Tianming to send a large army to escort Xuanzang to the Western Heavens, so he never mentioned the matter of learning scriptures to Xuanzang. Unexpectedly, Xuanzang took the initiative to ask for help today, which made Li Tianming a little unable to react.

"Is this true?" Li Tianming asked in disbelief.

"Monks don't speak, they take it seriously! There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south! Xuanzang folded his hands and said seriously.

"But you are weak, you don't know how many tens of thousands of miles from Datang to the West Heaven, how can you stand it!" Li Tianming said sincerely. Although Li Tianming also wanted Xuanzang to go to the West to learn scriptures, he was not an arbitrary monarch who had no benevolence and righteousness.

"With sincerity, the Buddha will naturally manifest, and everything is easy!" Xuanzang said with a smile on his face. "Please ask Your Majesty to agree to the poor monk's request!"

"Since the royal brother is so persistent, I can't say anything, I wish the royal brother a smooth journey and obtain the Sanzang Sutra as soon as possible!" Li Tianming no longer insisted, although he couldn't bear it in his heart, he still wished.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xuanzang bowed and thanked.

Later, under Li Tianming's farewell, Xuanzang rode a white horse and embarked on the road to the west alone. (To be continued.) )