Chapter 11 Mentality collapses

Guanyin Bodhisattva has always maintained a Zen state of smiling flowers, until Master Xuanzang should give the name of "Tang Sanzang", then he spoke.

"Tang Sanzang, are you willing to go to the West Heaven Great Leiyin Temple for the sake of all sentient beings, and seek the true scriptures from my Buddha, so as to relieve the suffering of sentient beings?"

"The poor monk is willing!" This time, Tang Sanzang responded quite cooperatively.

"Very good, but the journey to the West Heaven Great Leiyin Temple is more than 108,000 miles, and there are many poor mountains and bad waters all the way, and there are many wild beasts, and there are many demons and monsters, don't you regret it?"

"Poor monk, no regrets!" Tang Sanzang, who understands that the organization will assign a monkey, pig, fish, and horse to himself, of course has nothing to regret, and in normal logic, as long as he gives his apprentices less negative status, his safety factor is far higher than that of the original script.

Plus......

Tang Sanzang, who was looking at Guanyin Bodhisattva with a reverent and firm face, quietly controlled his muscles, feeling the surging power in it, and inexplicably felt a sense of security.

Today's poor monks, at least in the face of those female goblins, also have a certain ability to resist.

Guanyin Bodhisattva naturally did not notice Tang Sanzang's obscure behavior, but was quite satisfied with Tang Sanzang's cooperation, and then said.

"Thinking of your devotion to the Buddha's heart, today I will give you a brocade robe and a nine-ring tin staff on behalf of my Buddha, and wear this robe to avoid reincarnation; Holding this tin rod, you will not be poisoned, and may it help you to complete the road to the west. ”

As soon as Guanyin Bodhisattva said a word, the robe and tin staff standing beside her Mu Zha's hand moved without wind, and naturally flew in front of Tang Sanzang.

The nine-ring tin staff automatically fell into the hands of Tang Sanzang, swaying slightly, jingling nine turns, and the sound entered the ears, like the sound of fairy music and Buddha, and everyone present was intoxicated.

The brocade robe seemed to have vitality, and it automatically adjusted the size and draped it on Tang Sanzang's body, and suddenly a large amount of Yuanguang treasure qi escaped, setting off Tang Sanzang's handsome and peaceful facial features as if they were not like ordinary people, and vaguely, everyone seemed to see the true Buddha descend into the world.

"Amitabha, thank you for the treasure of Master Guanyin!"

Although Tang Sanzang didn't care about this kind of thing outside his body, he saw that he could barely afford his temperament, so he happily thanked him.

"That's great!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded slightly, and disappeared in front of everyone with Muzha turned into a Buddha light.

With the departure of Guanyin Bodhisattva, the ministers of the Tang Dynasty, who had been maintaining a state of saluting Guanyin Bodhisattva, also bowed to Tang Sanzang, honorifically called "Holy Monk" and so on.

And after taking over the important task of traveling west to learn scriptures, the "water and land festival" naturally does not need to be presided over by Tang Sanzang, and more importantly, the dragon king of Jinghe, who has turned into a resentful dragon, has been eliminated by the "Guanyin Bodhisattva", and Li Shimin is not even in a hurry to hold this kind of festival that costs the people and money.

After all, didn't Master Guanyin say it explicitly? What is circulating in the world today is just Hinayana Buddhism, and the Mahayana Buddhism that can really transcend the soul and purify all sentient beings still needs to be obtained by the royal brother to the West Heaven Da Lei Yin Temple.

"Your Majesty, since the poor monk has taken over the important task of going to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, the poor monk will set off immediately, and I hope Your Majesty will cherish it."

After Guanyin Bodhisattva left, he once again felt the eyes of the bunch of gods and Buddhas watching him, Tang Sanzang could be said to be uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but set off to find the monkey that had been crushed by a mountain for five hundred years.

"Slow ......"

However, Li Shimin didn't want Tang Sanzang to set off in such a hurry, so he stopped and said. "Brother Yu set off slowly, no matter how anxious he is, at least he will stay for a day, so that Brother Yu can entertain Brother Yu, and Brother Yu has experienced a lot today, and he needs to take a rest, recharge his energy and then set off officially."

"Amitabha, Your Majesty's mind, the poor monk has received it, but when he thinks that the poor monk will set off one day later, all living beings will sink for one more day, and they really don't know the taste of food, and they can't sleep at night." Tang Sanzang's face showed a sense of great compassion and refused.

"Brother Yu doesn't have to say much, even if you bloom today, you don't want to leave Chang'an City." However, Li Shimin, who felt guilty, did not allow much to say, regardless of the emperor's etiquette, grabbed Tang Sanzang's wrist to death, and turned to Wei Chigong to order.

"Order the twelve gates of Chang'an City, and prohibit all monks from leaving Chang'an City today."

"This ......" Seeing Li Shimin's appearance, Tang Sanzang had no choice but to sigh helplessly, pronounce the Buddha's name, and said.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is obedient, and please don't disturb the normal order of Chang'an City."

"That's right, Royal Brother, and follow me to the Imperial Study for a long talk." As soon as Li Shimin grabbed Tang Sanzang's arm, he took the lead in leaving the dilapidated hall and walked in the direction of the imperial study.

"Brother Yu, I thought about it carefully, is it too hasty to set off tomorrow, why don't you choose a good day and an auspicious day to set off again?"

"Your Majesty, don't say anything about this, the poor monk has made up his mind, and he must set off tomorrow at the latest, otherwise the poor monk would rather die in the city gate to make his mind clear."

"Okay, don't blame the royal brother, I won't talk about it anymore, but tonight I hold a family banquet, and the royal brother still needs to appreciate his face."

"Your Majesty's grace, the poor monk doesn't dare to disobey, it's just ......"

"If there is anything unspeakable about the royal brother, please make it clear, but if I can do it, I will do my best."

"Your Majesty, can you let go of the poor monk's hand, the poor monk is not used to being ...... like this by men"

……

As the voices of Li Shimin and Tang Sanzang, who had left, gradually weakened, the ministers in the main hall also began to get busy.

Today's events, not to mention the catastrophe of the Dragon King of Jinghe, the appearance of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the imminent westward journey of the Sanzang holy monks, are enough to cause the shock of the Tang Dynasty.

Even if Li Shimin didn't have a clear order, the look left on these virtuous ministers before this king left the hall was enough for them to understand what Li Shimin meant.

Soon, night fell, and in the palace of the Tang Empire, the opposite of the dilapidated hall was the noise in the palace garden.

A large number of palace maids were busy, and they walked in front of Tang Sanzang in a variety of postures, causing this eminent monk who was arranged by Li Shimin to sit in advance to close his eyes and recite the scriptures.

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and it is the same as ...... when you think about it."

Muttered the "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", and Tang Sanzang, who had regained his state of mind like water, couldn't help but whisper.

"The rumored harem beauties are three thousand, don't deceive me!"

Suddenly, a vaguely familiar delicate voice sounded behind Tang Sanzang with a bit of surprise.

"Huh? Master Xuanzang, why are you here? ”

Immediately after, Tang Sanzang felt a piece of softness sticking to his back, and his mentality collapsed.

The heart is like still water...... Gone!

It's rough!