Hearing the names of these four old men, Tang Sanzang recalled them.

This lonely straight man, Ling Kongzi, Fuyunsuo, and Eighteen Gong are also a group of monsters in Tang Sanzang's memory of the westward catastrophe, but compared with other monsters, these are the four monsters of "cypress and bamboo pine" are more like first-class elegant monks.

In the original trajectory, it seems that they have no ill will towards themselves, and they just invite themselves to this place to talk about scriptures and poetry like literati and rioters.

And the Eighteenth Duke saw that Tang Sanzang hadn't spoken for a long time, and couldn't help but ask. "Holy monk, but what's wrong with our name?"

"Neither nor ......"

When Tang Sanzang heard this, he suppressed the thoughts in his heart and spoke. "On the contrary, the names of the immortals are very elegant, which reminds the poor monks of the 'Four Hao of the Han Dynasty'."

"Haha, the holy monk said with a smile, where can I call it the 'Four Hao of the Han Dynasty', it can barely be regarded as the 'Four Exercises of the Deep Mountains'."

After that, the Eighteenth Duke led Tang Sanzang again and led Tang Sanzang towards the smoky stone house, only to see three big characters written on the door, "Muxian Nunnery", and the stone house was already prepared with Poria cake, fragrant soup and other food.

After the eighteenth prince and Tang Sanzang each talked about their seats, they stretched out their hands and said. "The holy monk has come from afar, and he should eat some food to cushion his stomach first."

"Thank you, all the immortals."

Tang Sanzang sensed the "Light of the Righteous Path" and did not react unusually, and after being polite, he also used these foods.

I have to say that the food prepared by these old men may not be called a fairy food and a unique taste, but there is a unique fragrance of plants and trees, which makes people taste it with the illusion of being relaxed in nature.

And the eighteenth prince immediately talked about the topic that had been interrupted before again, and said. "As for the vegetarian tea that Shicai and the holy monk said, Xingxian has already gone to get it, and I will wait and talk about the scriptures and chant the poems for a while."

When Tang Sanzang heard this, his heart moved, and he asked as if he had not intentional. "I don't know what kind of immortal tea it is, it deserves so much attention from all the immortals and invites you to taste it."

"This fairy tea......

Eighteen Gong stroked the white beard on his chin and said. "Actually, it's not us, we're just in charge of keeping it."

"Oh?"

Tang Sanzang listened to the words that seemed to mean something, and pretended to answer without knowing anything.

And the lonely straight man who was sitting opposite Tang Sanzang smiled and said. "The four of us, who are in their early millennias, have opened their spiritual wisdom almost around the same year, and they have also attained the Tao together, do the holy monks know why?"

"Lonely Zhigong laughed, the poor monk is only a few decades old, compared with the thousand-year-old life of the immortals, how can he worry about it, and how can he know the inside story? Moreover, the poor monk is only a monk, and he also knows little about the things of cultivation, so he asks the lonely straight father, but the poor monk really doesn't know. ”

Tang Sanzang clasped his palms together and replied compassionately and peacefully.

"No, no, no, there is a great reason for it."

Eighteen Gong took over the conversation, pointed his finger to the three big characters on the wooden door, and said. "The holy monk can guess again."

Tang Sanzang frowned slightly, and then looked at the words that seemed to be carved casually on the wooden door.

Musen-an......

Any questions?

Wait!

Suddenly, Tang Sanzang reacted.

Nunnery, which is generally where people live in Buddhism, will be called "nunnery", and most of them refer to nuns, why are these four monsters living here now?

Still is...... What can the place where this nun live have anything to do with a generation of holy monks like a poor monk?

No, no, no, no, there is no association! The poor monk is innocent, the first time to come.

Seeing that Tang Sanzang didn't answer for a long time, the Eighteenth Duke didn't mean to play tricks, so he replied directly.

"At that time, this Muxian Nunnery was a temporary residence of a Buddhist power, and the holy monk's previous life, Jin Chanzi, often came here to discuss the Tao and talk about the scriptures, and we were just ordinary plants and trees growing in this vicinity, and we also got the remnants of the holy monk's previous life to open the spiritual wisdom, and according to what they obtained, they were lucky enough to cultivate the human body within a thousand years......"

After a pause, Eighteen Gong continued. "Therefore, we owe a great favor and cause and effect to the holy monks, and even come strictly, it is the holy monks who enlighten us."

……

Tang Sanzang.

Igniting plants and trees, Tang Sanzang felt that compassion was as good as himself, and it was not strange that he would do such things.

But the "hermitage" is generally a place where female Buddhists live, and the golden cicada often comes, is it appropriate? And by the way, he made these four things in front of him.

No, no, the poor monk is not such an undisciplined person!

A misunderstanding must be a misunderstanding.

It's just that Tang Sanzang stubbornly stopped the urge to ask the eighteenth prince and other demons who the original owner of the "Wood Immortal Nunnery" was.

What did Jin Chanzi do, what did I do to Tang Sanzang?

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Sanzang smiled slightly, noncommittal about what the Eighteenth Duke had just said, and just smiled and said nothing.

And the Eighteenth Duke continued with gratitude and respect.

"And back then, the golden cicada brewed vegetarian tea in this Muxian Nunnery, and buried it, so that I could invite the Tang Dynasty holy monks who passed through here to taste it after a thousand years."

"Therefore, after we waited for the transformation, we practiced here with peace of mind and waited for the arrival of the holy monk, but what we didn't expect was that the holy monk turned out to be the reincarnation of the golden cicada."

Fu Yunsuo, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly said with emotion.

"At that time, after I learned about this, I couldn't wait to leave this Thorn Ridge to find the holy monk, but I was worried that this would ruin the arrangement of the holy monk to stay, so I could only patiently stay in the Thorn Ridge and wait for the arrival of the holy monk."

When Tang Sanzang heard this, he said calmly with a compassionate face. "Amitabha, all the immortals are really people with true temperament, but the poor monk may be the reincarnation of the golden cicada, but one life is the next, and now the poor monk is just Tang Sanzang."

The Eighteen Princes and the Four Demons glanced at each other, but they didn't mean to argue with Tang Sanzang about this matter, and instead spoke directly.

"When we were planted in this area, in addition to often hearing the golden cicada talk about the scriptures, but also often listening to the golden cicada all kinds of eternal quatrains, the artistic conception is far-reaching, it really makes me yearn for it, so I have been waiting for thousands of years in addition to cultivating, is often learning the poetry and songs of the human race, and also asked the holy monk to give advice today, in order to wait for thousands of years."

……

Tang Sanzang.

At this moment, Tang Sanzang was completely helpless in his heart.

Isn't this the way to the west? Why does this catastrophe have the meaning of testing poetry and songs?

Of course, as a former pseudo-"literature lover", Tang Sanzang may not be able to climb the stage, but there are still a lot of ancient poems in his mind.