Zhu Bajie joined the westbound team, which was like adding a lubricant to the team, making the atmosphere of the team relatively harmonious.

Although Zhu Bajie has many shortcomings, he has a sleekness and high emotional intelligence that the others in the westbound team do not have.

Since leaving Gao Laozhuang for less than a month, Zhu Bajie has achieved harmony with the monkey with his high emotional intelligence, and Tang Sanzang has also changed his opinion of Zhu Bajie.

Only Ao Yu was an exception, he didn't even have a chance to give Zhu Bajie two more words, he carried Tang Sanzang forward during the day, and sat next to Tang Sanzang to listen to the scriptures at night, and when he was sleepy, he relied on his holy monk brother to sleep.

Maybe in Ao Yu's eyes, except for the holy monk's brother, other things were not taken to heart by her.

In a sense, she is the purest of the westbound team.

……

On this day, the sun is in the sky, at noon, but I see a high mountain in front of me, even if I look at it from a distance, there is a glow exposed, not like the ordinary.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Tang Sanzang clasped his palms together and pronounced the Buddha's name, reminding the monkey and the eight precepts beside him. The mountain ahead is not ordinary, and you need to be careful. ”

To Tang Sanzang's surprise, Zhu Bajie looked at it a few times and said. "Master, don't worry, this mountain is called Futu Mountain, it is the dojo of a Wuchao Zen master, there are some Taoism, but I have never been evil with others, and I will not be embarrassed if I want to come, and it is not difficult to borrow a way to pass."

was reminded by Zhu Bajie, but Tang Sanzang remembered the name "Wuchao Zen Master", and vaguely remembered that there was a small episode here, and this person did not embarrass the road to the west.

"That being said, you still can't be careless." Tang Sanzang nodded slightly, did not forget to remind him, and continued to walk towards this Futu Mountain.

As he approached the faintly glowing Futu Mountain, Tang Sanzang was inevitably amazed in his heart, feeling quite a "fairyland on earth".

Tang Sanzang just sat on the horse and looked at it at will, between the eyes, there were some thousands of flowers blooming in a thousand auspicious colors, and the green grass was shining with all kinds of strange scenery, and in this mountain, there were green luans and colorful phoenixes, Xuanhe and golden chickens singing together, and the elk and mountain monkeys that could be seen everywhere played to their heart's content.

Accompanied by the surging green water under the stream, the auspicious clouds in front of the cliff are really the realm of immortals.

And as the white dragon horse stepped on the top of Futu Mountain like walking on the ground, I saw a big tree on it, and there was a black nest on the tree that seemed to be difficult to see clearly, and in front of the tree was an old monk standing with a fairy wind bone, looking at Tang Sanzang and others with kindness.

"Oh, Master, that's Wuchao Zen Master." Zhu Ba, who once had a relationship with Wuchao Zen Master, surrounded the old monk and introduced him to Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang immediately turned over and dismounted, patted the white dragon horse gently, motioned for her to follow behind him, tidied up the plain white monk's robe on his body, and walked towards the Wuchao Zen Master, with his palms together.

"The poor monk Tang Sanzang, who came from the Tang Dynasty in the eastern soil, wants to go to the west to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures, passing through the treasure land, and I hope to forgive me."

Wuchao Zen Master also replied with a smile, but the words that came out of his mouth made Tang Sanzang slightly startled. "Golden Cicada, I haven't seen you for a long time, how about sitting with the poor monk in the black nest?"

"Golden cicada? Is that? However, Tang Sanzang asked softly with a hint of doubt on the surface. Did the old Zen master recognize the wrong person? ”

In this regard, Wuchao Zen Master smiled without saying a word, nor did he explain, and then set his eyes on Zhu Bajie who was hiding behind Tang San.

"Oh? Isn't this the self-proclaimed 'amorous and empty hatred since ancient times, and this hatred is endless'? How did you also go with the holy monks? ”

"Hey......" Zhu Bajie was a self-cooked, put down the luggage in his hand, patted his chest and said. A few years ago, I met Master Guanyin, and asked the old pig and me to learn scriptures from the master in the west, and it was also a good result. ”

"It's a pity that you haven't entered the line of the Buddha of Joy, but now you have followed the holy monk, but you have to abstain from sex and fornication, otherwise you will enter the Buddha's door, and you can also practice the Joy Zen, but it is the most suitable for your character." Wuchao Zen Master said with a smile, as if he said with some regret.

"Heh, it's fine." When Zhu Bajie heard this, he said insincerely.

"It's not as good as this......" Wuchao Zen Master didn't look like Tang Sanzang was an outsider at all, and joked with a smile. The poor monk also has some friendship with the Buddha of Joy, if you are interested, the poor monk does not mind being the middleman, let him teach you the Joy Zen. ”

"Really?" Zhu Bajie asked subconsciously.

"Naturally, it is true, as long as the holy monk has no objections." Wuchao Zen Master said.

However, as the monkey's knife-like gaze fell on Zhu Bajie's body, his back was cold, and he subconsciously shrank his head, and the righteous awe-inspiring refused.

"Thank you for the kindness of Zen Master Wuchao, but the old pig once swore to the master that he would never touch the female sex again, and he would no longer move his heart, but the joy Zen is of little use to me."

"In that case, so be it!"

Then, Zen Master Wuchao's gaze swept over the monkey and the white dragon horse, and he didn't mean to stay, but turned around and stretched out his hand towards Tang Sanzang and said.

"Holy monk, please come with me, serve tea, and reminisce about the past."

"Uh, slow down......" Just when Tang Sanzang couldn't grasp the meaning of Wuchao Zen Master, the monkey appeared at the right time to stop him, and watched Wuchao Zen Master vigilantly and shouted.

"Who are you? My grandson asked himself if he knew a lot about the Buddhas of the Western Heavens, but had he never heard of your name, and what was his intention in inviting Master? ”

"You are?" Zen Master Wuchao looked at the monkey in front of him, as if he didn't know it.

"This is the Monkey King, the eldest disciple of the poor monk." Tang Sanzang didn't know if this Wuchao Zen Master really didn't know, or if he didn't know, so he introduced it along the way.

"Oh......" Wuchao Zen Master nodded slightly, as if he had realized, and said. It turned out to be the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago, in person, owing courtesy, owing courtesy. ”

"Now that you know the name of my grandson, why don't you quickly explain your intentions?" The monkey knew that the Wuchao Zen Master in front of him should not be underestimated, and while secretly protecting Tang Sanzang, he shouted loudly.

"Don't worry, Great Sage, I am close friends with your master, I haven't seen you for many years, and my friends pass through here, I can't turn a blind eye, right? It's just the friendship of the landlord. Zen Master Wuchao still maintained a smiling expression, and did not pay any attention to the hostility of the monkeys.

"If you don't believe it, you can ask your master."

Facing the inquiring gaze cast by the monkey, just when Tang Sanzang was about to deny it, Wuchao Zen Master's mouth moved slightly, and he made a series of mouth shapes that Tang Sanzang was extremely familiar with - "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra".

Immediately, Tang Sanzang's mind moved, nodded slightly, and said to the monkey. "Wukong, Bajie, you wait here for a while, take care of the luggage and the white dragon horse."

Immediately, with Tang Sanzang's consent, I saw Zen Master Wuchao's sleeve wave, and ten thousand lotus flowers rose out of thin air, holding Tang Sanzang and himself towards the Wuchao on the big tree.