Staying in the lotus flower and ascending into the black nest, Tang Sanzang's eyes suddenly lit up, but he found that there was a huge space in this black nest, and there was another world.

"Golden Cicada, please, ......" At this point, the tone of Zen Master Wuchao can be said to have changed slightly, free, easy, and relaxed.

"Poor monk, Tang Sanzang." In this regard, Tang Sanzang sat down in the pavilion on the top of a mountain cliff under the guidance of Wuchao Zen Master, and did not forget to explain.

"Heh, Jin Cicada, when you come to my place, why do you need to pretend like this, the eyes of other Taoist friends can't see this place yet, you can rest assured." Wuchao Zen Master no longer had the appearance of the fairy wind bones just now, and said openly while pouring wine for Tang Sanzang.

"Wine? Didn't you say clear tea? Tang Sanzang's nose moved subconsciously, but he smelled the rich aroma of wine, and immediately felt that the pores all over his body were dilated a lot, but in front of this Wuchao Zen Master who didn't know the roots, Tang Sanzang didn't dare to go too far.

"Hahaha, Jin Cicada, you are a good student who will pretend, didn't you say back then: everything is empty, caused by idealism, as long as there is tea in your heart, what you drink is tea?" Zen Master Wuchao said, handed the wine in the cup to Tang Sanzang, and said.

"Come, golden cicada, taste my tea that has been brewed for thousands of years."

"Poor monk......" Tang Sanzang had to take the wine glass in front of him, turned the glass hesitantly, and insisted. Old Zen master, you really recognize the wrong person, the poor monk is Tang Sanzang, not a golden cicada, and the poor monk has kept the rules and precepts since he beat his mother's womb, and has never committed the precepts of alcohol. ”

Repeatedly denied by Tang Sanzang, Zen Master Wuchao couldn't help frowning, stared deeply at Tang Sanzang for a moment, and finally smiled dumbly and said.

"I was almost deceived by you again, you are the golden cicada, you can't be wrong, come ......"

After that, Zen Master Wuchao drank all the wine in his cup, and suddenly the rich aroma of wine accompanied by the aura of fragrance for ten miles.

However, after Wuchao Zen Master drank the wine in the cup, he found that Tang Sanzang was still unmoved, and did not squint at the wine in the cup, as if he didn't care about it.

"Okay, okay......" Wuchao Zen Master shook his head helplessly and said. Since you don't want to admit that it's a golden cicada, then forget it, but this is a fine wine that I have prepared for you with all my heart, so why refuse? ”

"This ...... Poor monks need to abide by the rules and precepts, and drinking alcohol is the ...... of Buddhism," Tang Sanzang explained in a calm and gentle voice.

"Okay, okay, it's useless to tell me this, not to mention that when you came to attend the Antiy Conference, you were also drunk...... "Zen Master Wuchao said disapprerovingly." Furthermore, this is a vegetarian wine, which is not considered a transgression. ”

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Tang Sanzang.

Between the words of this Wuchao Zen master, he did not have the attitude of taking the Buddha in his eyes at all, but it made Tang Sanzang trust him a little more, and he was sure that he was not sent by Buddhism to test him.

"Well, if it's vegetarian wine, the poor monk will accompany the old Zen master to enjoy himself." Tang Sanzang looked embarrassed, but he was embarrassed, sighed and carefully picked up the wine glass in his hand with both hands, as if he was a first-time drinker and drank it all with his eyes closed.

"Ah......" In an instant, the wine entered his throat, and a stream of aura gushed out from his abdomen, but Tang Sanzang couldn't help but let out a long breath, feeling that the pores all over his body were extremely comfortable.

"Good ......"

Almost instinctively, Tang Sanzang wanted to praise a good wine, but fortunately, he reacted in the end and changed his words. "Good tea!"

"Right? Aha......" Wuchao Zen Master laughed, and once again filled the wine glass for Tang Sanzang and himself, and said. "Come on, come on, this kind of good tea can't be wasted, try it again."

"!"

"Old Zen Master, please first!"

For a while, with three glasses of fine wine in the stomach, the atmosphere was much warmer, and it was no longer as alienated as just now.

"Just drinking tea, but it's a little less delicious." Zen Master Wuchao shook his head, and then with a wave of his sleeves, the lotus pond under the high cliff was another lotus seed that naturally rose, and then gathered on the table.

With a lift of his finger, in the distant corner of this small world of Wuchao, several pieces of emerald green as jade kelp instantly crossed in front of the Wuchao Zen Master, and had become a slender kelp thread, accompanied by many unknown sauces.

"This small world is barren and has no spiritual roots, and you still have to abide by the rules and precepts, so let's pay attention to these two small dishes for the time being." Wuchao Zen Master was a little drunk, and said more and more freely.

"Amitabha, the old Zen master is polite, you don't need to drink tea like this, you just taste it alone, and it has a different taste." Tang Sanzang clasped his palms together, then changed his tone, and asked with that bit of wine.

"Old Zen Master, are you talking about the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra?"

And this is the real reason why Tang Sanzang was invited to attend the meeting alone, others may just regard this Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra as a common scripture, or those old monks who have studied Buddhism for decades will not notice that there is any problem.

After all, there are so many Buddhist scriptures that no monk in heaven and earth dares to say that he knows them all.

However, only the "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", Tang Sanzang had deliberately paid attention to it, at least no similar scriptures were found in the Tang Dynasty, and the reason why Tang Sanzang knew the "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra" was also based on his own memory after writing it silently, in order to save trouble, he often recited this sutra.

So when Zen Master Wuchao deliberately made this mouth shape, Tang Sanzang's surprise in his heart can be imagined.

Asked by Tang Sanzang like this, Zen Master Wuchao made a move, and then showed a meaningful smile and said. "Thou shalt not say, thou shalt not say ......"

Immediately, Zen Master Wuchao paused and continued. "The holy monks only need to know that anyone who knows the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra can be trusted."

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Tang Sanzang glanced at Wuchao Zen Master deeply, but he was very disgusted with these people who played dumb riddles and pretended to be connotations, so Tang Sanzang drank the tea in the cup again in order to relieve the depression in his heart.

Looking at Tang Sanzang's appearance, Wuchao Zen Master turned his eyes and then said. "The matter of the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra cannot be said for the time being, but there is another matter, maybe the holy monk will be of great interest to you."

"Please also ask the old Zen master to give advice." Tang Sanzang clasped his palms together and asked.

"That little mouse has been carrying the wick to the Nether for a while...... "Zen Master Wuchao said with another point, stroking his long beard. The wick of the glass lamp of the sun and moon lamp. ”

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Little mouse? Wick?

However, when Tang Sanzang was about to ask in detail again, Zen Master Wuchao changed the topic and tasted tea with the lotus seeds and kelp.