The Tang Dynasty descended for thirteen years.

Unconsciously, I have been preaching in Chang'an for so many years.

The Son of Heaven deliberately changed the name of the era and renamed Zhenguan as the Holy Descent, making this time easier to remember.

And these years, to sum up, is peace.

Chang'an is safe, the Son of Heaven is safe, the ministers are safe, and the people are safe......

Huasheng Temple is safe, Jinguang Temple is safe, Hongfu Temple is safe, Fulong Temple is safe, Zhenhai Temple is safe......

Yes, the Buddhist temple in the Tang Dynasty has expanded from a small one to 480.

Not only did the 15,144 volumes bestowed by our Buddha Nyolai to the public, but my Buddha was compassionate, spread to the east, persuaded sentient beings, and forever poured out the grace, and through these true scriptures, many new sutras were born.

For example, this "Book of Peace" has spread all over the streets and alleys.

For a while, the streets were filled with the sound of blessings.

When people go out to say hello, it is no longer a vulgar "have you eaten", but a greeting of peace and devotion to our Buddha.

You are safe, your mother is safe, I am safe, my Buddha is safe......

What a beautiful time of peace and prosperity!

Of course, even if there are more temples in the back, the first Huasheng Temple is still a holy place for Buddhism.

Even the Changle Fang where it is located has been transformed from the place where the first untouchables live, and has become the first square city.

Dignitaries and nobles rushed to live here, and even the Son of Heaven built a palace here, to bathe in the light of the Buddha of the royal brother, listen to the teachings of my Buddha, and all be safe.

In fact, Sanzang can't stay in the Huasheng Temple all the time, after all, Buddhism is blooming everywhere, and he also has to tour the Dharma, holding at least 33 Dharma meetings every month, so as not to favor one over the other.

During this period, the sand monk still guarded Sanzang's side, just as the curtain general did when he guarded the Jade Emperor's side.

When he was defeated by the Monkey King, the Jade Emperor was also beaten to the face, in order to make up for that regret, Sha Seng swore never to let similar things happen.

The monkey, as a fighting Buddha, is specifically responsible for arresting corrupt officials such as bad handsome and clarifying Yuyu.

The golden rod in his hand, like the golden light of the righteous path, is sprinkled everywhere from time to time.

The happiest belongs to the Eight Commandments, in the four hundred and eighty temples, the sacrifices offered by the people are massive, and he is responsible for these.

It seems to be fish and meat in the world, but with the power of humane faith, for the messenger of the pure altar, it is simply delicious, and eating rebates has become worthy of the name.

Immersed in these delicacies, he even forgot about Cui'e, who was once haunted by his dreams, and only belonged to the Pure Altar.

As for the little white dragon, he is the one who has nothing to do, as the Bodhisattva of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, he can also enjoy a high status, but he is free from the monasteries and pujas, and walks between the rivers and seas of Nanzhan Prefecture.

In just a dozen years, Buddhism can have such a scale in the Tang Dynasty and in Nanzhan Prefecture, and at this rate of development, in another ten years, the grand occasion of Xiniu Hezhou will reappear, and faith will soak every inch of soil in this land.

But Sanzang's real smile is becoming less and less.

He didn't feel happy.

There is only one fear that cannot be broken.

Along the way, Sanzang has also faced countless calamities, including the huge mouth of the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage, the poisonous needle of the scorpion essence, the magic weapon of the golden horn and the silver horn, and the experience of the Tushi Palace......

He shoulders the future of Buddhism, and the heavy pressure on his shoulders has long been indescribable, but Sanzang has responded to it with a normal heart, until now.

When he came to Chang'an City, through his own efforts, he obviously spread Buddhism to the entire dynasty, but there was an uncontrollable panic in his heart.

He always felt that everything in front of him was fake, but he couldn't find a flaw, so he could only rely on a mysterious intuition.

The question is, what kind of means can blind oneself into such an unbelievable trap?

And what is the real situation?

Of course, it is also possible that there is something wrong with his state of mind.

Unwilling to believe that success has come, meaninglessly denying oneself.

During these years, Sanzang has been torn between believing and not believing.

Until this day, he was completely determined.

After the tour, he returned to Chang'an with Sha Seng.

"Master, go to bed early, you're going to grow gray hair!"

Sha Seng soaked his feet for Sanzang and cared about the authenticity.

"Wujing, you'll laugh too!"

"It's changed, everyone has changed!"

Sanzang smiled, said a casual word, and his brows suddenly paused, as if he had lifted the clouds, and suddenly had some kind of epiphany.

He landed barefoot, and walked out step by step.

"Master!"

The sand monk was shocked.

In recent years, Sanzang has long abandoned supernatural powers and preached Buddhism as an ordinary person, so that it can be more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and shorten the distance between them and believers.

Sanzang's choice made Sha Seng's desire to protect even stronger, why did he suddenly use his supernatural powers now?

Sha Seng was stunned for a moment, chased him out directly, and saw Sanzang all the way out of Chang'an, and actually went in the direction of Xiniu Hezhou.

"Master, Master, wait for me!"

Sha Seng is a golden-bodied Arhat, relatively cumbersome, where can he compare to Sanzang step by step lotus?

Seeing that he was about to disappear, a white light broke through the sky and appeared beside Sha Seng: "Senior Brother Sha, what's wrong?" ”

"Little White Dragon, you came just in time, let's go chase Master!"

The sand monk was overjoyed and jumped on the back of the little white dragon.

On the way, I saw the golden light flying again, and the monkey rushed to hear the news.

Finally, there are the eight precepts, which are three times richer.

The long-disbanded scripture transmission team all followed behind Sanzang, watching him go all the way west, to the shore of Nanzhan Prefecture, and then cross the ocean.

"Master, what are you going to do?"

"Back to Xiniu Hezhou? Back to the Great Lei Yin Temple? ”

"We haven't finished preaching yet, why do we have to go back, I don't want to go back!"

"I don't want to!"

The four apprentices immediately recognized that Sanzang was almost following the old path before, only reversing the order.

Except for the little white dragon who was silent, the monkey, Bajie and Sha Seng all showed signs of resistance.

They are very good in Nanzhan Prefecture, they are very needed in the Tang Dynasty, they enjoy an unprecedented sense of happiness, and they can see the prosperity of their careers, they are really unwilling to leave!

But now, Sanzang was stunned and took his apprentices all the way across the ocean and returned to the shore of Xiniu Hezhou.

At this time, he stopped, turned around slowly, and looked at the distant Nanzhan Prefecture, with golden light flowing in front of him.

"Master!"

The monkey landed first, followed by the little white dragon carrying Bajie and the sand monk, and the four disciples looked at Sanzang with blank eyes.

"Look!"

Sanzang did not explain, but pointed to the shore.

Following his fingers, the four disciples suddenly noticed that there was an extra boat on the shore that had just been empty.

It was the same boat they had used to cross the ocean thirteen years earlier.

"Let's go up!"

Sanzang looked at the boat, took a deep breath, and said, "Go through it again and see what the difference is!" ”

"Master, what are you talking about?"

The monkey was puzzled when he heard this, but the sand monk pushed the boat and jumped up with Sanzang.

And the little white dragon wanted to turn into a white dragon horse, but it was taken by Sanzang and turned into a dragon tattoo used in battle, and finally Bajie.

Bajie, who suddenly lost weight three times, climbed onto the boat, looked at his slender self, and was in a daze.

They began to cross the ocean, revisiting the path of the past.

Have a safe trip.

It seems that the radiation of the "Peace Sutra" has already shone here, and there is no thrill at all, and it has reached the shore of Nanzhan Prefecture.

"Let's go!"

The Sanzang master and apprentice once again stepped into the realm of the Tang Dynasty, but as soon as they set foot in it this time, they felt a strong sense of discomfort.

That's exclusion.

And all you see along the way, there are rich villages and rich farmland.

The people also fought and died, but they did not get to the ground and their bones frozen.

The human race lives and works in peace and contentment, and lives freely under its own prosperous dynasty.

The point is, I didn't see a single Buddhist temple!

The 480 luxurious temples that should have blossomed all over this land were not even seen.

"How so?"

"Impossible!"

Bajie and Sha Seng had already screamed, and the monkey was scratching his ears and cheeks, unable to accept it.

This scene is like they have come to another Nanzhan Prefecture, a Nanzhan Prefecture that has not arrived with their own footprints, but is already relatively beautiful.

Fake, it must be fake!

Nanzhan Prefecture must be worse than Xiniu Hezhou to have a reason to pass on the scriptures, and their hard work along the way can stand up!

"Isn't this a demonic technique, messing with our minds?"

"Master, you can't shake it!"

After listening to the advice of the apprentices, Sanzang did not say a word and took them to Chang'an.

Although the Quartet of the Dynasty can see many things, the real comparison still depends on the center of Chang'an.

"Show the guide in an orderly manner!"

"Don't crowd, don't crowd, pay attention to order!"

When I arrived at the city gate of Chang'an, it was still a familiar scene, but it was a little unfamiliar, and it was the attitude of the guards at the gate.

There must be impatience, but on the whole, he is still careful, guiding the crowd to slowly merge into the world's first heroic city.

At the same time, for those who do not have identity certificates, they also point out how to handle it.

After the Sanzang master and apprentice indicated the identity of the visitor from Xiniu Hezhou, they were taken aside and applied for a temporary certificate, and they did not need to drill into the seams.

When they walked to the still hot Chang'an Avenue, the first thing the masters and apprentices paid attention to was the bad people patrolling the street.

And the expressions of the people are no longer disgusted, but respect and dependence, and the first thing that comes to mind is them, and there is no such thing as the ubiquitous body searches and presses.

They walked in a trance and came to the front of Changle Fang.

This is the workshop responsible for making thousands of lights in Chang'an, and countless palace lanterns have been sent out, coming and going, in an endless stream.

Just then, I saw a familiar figure again.

"Ah Liang!"

Hearing the call, the craftsman Ah Liang turned around and looked at them in surprise: "I'm Ah Liang, do you need anything?" ”

This is treating them as guests, but Bajie can't accept it, and grabs him all of a sudden, especially looking at the thick hair: "You haven't shaved?" You don't believe in Buddhism anymore? ”

"Ah, it's to bring people into the church?"

Ah Liang looked at the peculiar dress of the Sanzang master and apprentice, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and showed a respectful smile: "No need, I am alive and well, I believe in myself." ”

"You don't live well, how can you live well without Buddha?"

The satisfied smile deeply stimulated Bajie, and he angrily lifted his neckline all at once.

"Stop!"

This immediately attracted the shouts of justice from the bad people, and seeing that a conflict was about to break out, Sanzang took the disciples to move into the alley.

When the shadows in the alley obscured the faces of the master and apprentice, even if they avoided the tracking of bad people, the shoulders of the apprentices suddenly collapsed.

From a radiant sky, to a plummet.

Which Chang'an is real?

And they can accept it......

Which Chang'an?

……

"What kind of means is this?"

Just as the Sanzang master and apprentice were experiencing a heavenly and hellish journey in "Chang'an", Huang Shang and Qingniu were standing on the hillside, looking at a layer of glorious barrier in the distance.

It seemed to be an upside-down bowl, and not long ago, it enveloped the Sanzang master and apprentice.

Originally, the two sides of the same company were divided into two parts, inside and outside, and Qingniu didn't think it was a big deal, and the banana fan was in his hand, and he fanned it over.

The same magic weapon is used in the hands of different cultivators, and the effect is completely different, the golden horn and silver horn are at best the boy who guards the stove, and the cultivation is really not strong, all relying on the benefits of the magic weapon, and they do not complement each other at all, and the green ox is different.

He's a fan, that's called a ......

Nothing works.

The flames of this banana fan slammed into the barrier as if they were dissipated into the air, not even the slightest ripple, let alone any defensive measures like a great enemy.

At first glance, Qingniu thought that he had taken the wrong fan, or that he had been dropped by the golden horn and silver horn, but when he felt the powerful power of the magic weapon in his hand, his expression finally became solemn.

It's not that he is wrong, it's the obstacle in front of him, and he has strength beyond imagination.

In the face of Lao Jun's magic weapon, the power of the whole world, few have this ability?

This time, which big guy's mount in the heavenly court is in the Netherworld?

"Alliance leader, this little Chang'an lord is definitely not the Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor in the original plot, it is too powerful!"

At the same time, the night raid team is also communicating with Huang Shang.

Huangmei ancestor is the boy of Maitreya Buddha, while Maitreya Buddha is not at home, stole the golden cymbals, the acquired seed bag two treasures, the lower realm into the essence, assuming that the Lei Yin Temple induced the Tang monk and apprentice to be fooled, the Wukong was detained in the golden cymbals, and the acquired seed bag was cast, several times the heavenly soldiers and generals were included in the bag, and the war was impressive, and finally Maitreya Buddha subdued the Huangmei ancestor.

But all this kind of people who need the original owner to appear in order to be subdued, rather than the original owner's appearance to make Wukong's subordinates merciful, are all powerful characters, such as Jiuling Yuansheng, such as Qingniu, such as Huangmei Ancestor.

But now, this person who arranged Xiao Chang'an is even more powerful than the Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor, so that the night attack team did not dare to go deeper, so they had to find out one or two.

Just as Sir Captain and Huang Shang were communicating, the Cannon King looked at Liu Shita Hui and asked, "Doesn't your wisdom brain 'Chen Shimei' have a suspicion, why don't you tell the alliance leader?" ”

Yanagishita Megumi smiled bitterly: "I analyzed and analyzed, pointing to a most unlikely character, so don't say it to mislead." ”

Saying that, Yanagishita Megumi looked at his watch and subconsciously shook his head: "Impossible, there must be something wrong, it can't be his ......"

(End of chapter)