For the rest of the journey, Sun Wukong felt much more relaxed.

Because he finally didn't have to listen to Tang Seng talk all day long.

It's not that Tang Seng has become silent, but his goal has changed...... became Gu Ming.

Because he lost the last debate, he felt that his heart was a little shaken, so he went to Gu Ming to discuss Zen when he had nothing to do, perhaps to regain his self-confidence, or perhaps to find a balance that could be combined with his own ideas.

Purely on Zen, Gu Ming is naturally not Tang Seng's opponent.

After all, his study of Buddhist scriptures is just a hobby, and he specializes in the so-called art industry.

Therefore, it is often mixed with Confucianism, Taoism, or Moism, etc., and other hundred schools of thought debate with Tang monks.

After a long time, the debate between the two slowly turned into an exchange from the beginning......

Tang Seng was also a Confucian before he became a monk, and he read a lot of Confucian classics, coupled with Gu Ming's export from time to time, Ren Na Tang Seng was firm in his mind, and he was unconsciously affected......

He began to realize that he might have been a little too pedantic before.

In Gu Ming's words, it is called formalism.

For the next trip, Tang Seng stopped riding horses.

Didn't he say that all beings are equal?

Of course, this is only one of the reasons. The most important reason is that he is about to start exercising.

He's so vain.

Every time I encounter robbers, beasts, monsters or something, I am so frightened that my legs are weak, and I can't run, so I just shout "Wukong save me".

In addition to walking and exercising, Tang Seng also began to practice a qi regulating method passed on to him by Gu Ming: sitting and forgetting the scriptures.

Before I knew it, I came to the territory of the kingdom of Zephan Hacha.

Along the way, of course, it will not be calm, Gu Ming also took the opportunity to take on some special tasks, killed some little demons, and gained some points.

On this day, the group was walking when they suddenly heard several long bells.

As soon as he heard the bell, Tang Seng perked up and couldn't help but say: "There must be a temple nearby, why don't we go and have a look, and we just spend the night." ”

"It's good!"

Gu Ming nodded.

So, the group continued on their way, and soon they came across a large temple.

When you get closer, it turns out to be a Guanyin Temple.

"Amitabha!"

At this time, Tang Seng was even more pious, recited a Buddha name, and then took the lead in walking.

A monk came to him, and Tang Seng stepped forward and saluted: "Amitabha, poor monk Xuanzang, came from the Tang Dynasty in the East Tu, passed by your temple, and came to pay respects." ”

"Oh? Are you a mage from the Tang Dynasty? ”

The monk in the temple looked at Tang Seng with some surprise.

"Exactly, the poor monk has a disciple and two donors walking together."

"Oh, let them in, then."

The other party's attitude seemed a little indifferent.

Tang Seng didn't care, turned around and walked out of the temple to say hello, and let Sun Wukong, Gu Ming, and Bai Suzhen enter the temple together.

As soon as Sun Wukong led the horse into the courtyard, a middle-aged monk shouted angrily: "Lead the horse out, and the livestock will not enter the temple." ”

"Poof~"

For some reason, Gu Ming couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Because he always felt that the middle-aged monk was scolding Sun Wukong......

Of course, even if it is not right to scold the white dragon horse, after all, the white dragon horse was changed by the third prince of the dignified West Sea Dragon Palace, and it is estimated that his lungs will explode when he hears someone scolding him.

Really......

The little white dragon was really angry.

With a step on all four hooves, the wind rushed towards the middle-aged monk......

"Help!"

Seeing the murderous momentum of the white dragon horse, the middle-aged monk was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and while shouting for help, he turned around and fled.

It's a pity, how can his speed be compared to the white dragon horse?

Fortunately, Tang Seng stopped in time: "Don't hurt people's lives!" ”

The white dragon horse hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head violently, and threw the monk out of the way, smashing heavily into the mud.

"What's going on?"

"Oh no, the Tang monk hit ...... people"

There was a monk in the temple who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic and shouted loudly.

"What? Someone who actually beat us? ”

"It's just so presumptuous......"

Suddenly, for a while, dozens of monks ran out of the temple and surrounded them......

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding......"

Seeing that the matter was getting bigger, Tang Seng couldn't help but sweat a lot and wanted to explain.

Sun Wukong looked eager to try and shouted: "Master, what should they do? You see that they are full of fat brains and aggressive, where do they look like they are half out of the family? If you want to fight, you will fight, my grandson is still afraid that they will not succeed? ”

"Wukong, this is the Guanyin Dashi Zen Temple, Hugh is rude!"

Tang Seng was afraid that Sun Wukong would be impulsive, so he hurriedly scolded.

"Don't be angry...... Great Sage"

Gu Ming also stepped forward and whispered a word of persuasion.

After all, this is a special place, if you really start to do it, with the temper of the Monkey King, it will be difficult to kill a river of blood...... At that time, I'm afraid things won't end well.

This Western Heaven has just begun, and it can't make a big mess.

Sun Wukong said indignantly: "But look at these people......"

"It's okay, let me do it."

Gu Ming patted Sun Wukong's shoulder, stepped forward and said, "Everyone, I want to ask the last question, is this Guanyin Temple?" ”

"Nonsense, is it possible that there is still a fake?"

Someone replied angrily.

Gu Ming glanced at the monk and said coldly: "If this sound Guanyin Temple is true, then everyone...... I'm afraid it's a fake monk! ”

"What did you say?"

"How dare you talk nonsense?"

"Arrest him and hand him over to the master of the courtyard to send a ......"

At that moment, there were a few people who grabbed their robes and walked towards Gu Ming with a fierce attitude, looking like they had a big fight.

"What? Could it be that you still want to bully people because of the number of people? Don't forget ......"

Gu Ming raised his hand and pointed to the sky: "There may be gods and Buddhas above who are watching your actions coldly." ”

As soon as these words came out, the other party couldn't help but be stunned, and subconsciously looked up at the sky in unison.

After all, there are really gods and Buddhas in this world, how can they not have a little fear?

Gu Ming said again: "Everyone in the world knows that Guanyin is benevolent and has the world in his heart. But you stay in this Guanyin Zen Temple, and you are still like the market splashing skin, what kind of Zen are you participating in? What kind of Buddha do you cultivate? Are you not afraid of breaking the vows, and you are not afraid of falling into the hell of the nose? ”

At the mention of the word "hell", the monks suddenly felt a chill.

The saying "Ahsa hell" comes from the Lotus Sutra of Buddhism, and of course these monks are well aware of its meaning.

The Abi Hell, also known as the Infernal Hell, is the most bitter of the eight hells.

"Ahem......"

One of the older monks probably didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so he couldn't help but cough and came out and persuaded: "That's it, everyone came from afar, maybe it was just a misunderstanding just now, let's just talk about it."

However, the temple only accepts guests, and this horse cannot enter the temple, so please keep it on a leash outside the temple. ”

"The master's words are wrong!" Gu Ming raised his hand and pointed to a tree in the courtyard: "May I ask the master, what is on the tree?" ”

"...... on the tree" The old monk didn't know what he meant, and subconsciously looked up: "The branches and leaves ......"

"No, except for the branches, the leaves, and a flock of birds on it."

The old monk sank his face: "I don't know what the donor said?" ”

"These birds can enter the temple, why can't the horses enter the temple? Don't you Buddhists often say that all beings are equal? Why did you suddenly start to divide into three, six, nine and so on again? ”

"You ......"

The old monk was angry.

At this time, Tang Seng couldn't help but sigh secretly.

He also debated this issue with Gu Ming, if the other party is entangled in this issue, he will definitely lose.

It's just that the other party is not as pedantic as Tang Seng, so he was speechless and simply started to play tricks: "In short, horses just can't enter our Zen temple, this is the rule!" ”

Gu Ming smiled: "If you have to say that, then there is no way, I can only distinguish with you."

You just said that horses can't enter the temple, right? ”

"Yes!"

"Okay, do you hear me? This is what you said yourself, horses are not allowed to enter the temple. I respect the rules of your temple for this, but ......"

Gu Ming glanced at the white dragon horse and said slowly: "This one of us is not a horse, but a white horse!" ”

"Hahaha!"

This sentence immediately caused a group of monks in the temple to laugh.

The old monk smiled and said, "Is the donor in a hurry?" A white horse is not a horse? ”

"That's right, white horses are not horses!"

Rao came and went, and Gu Ming spared back a question that he had discussed with Gongsun Linglong Xiong when he was in the Great Qin Mingyue World.

It's just that it was Gongsun Linglong who proposed that the white horse was not a horse at that time, but now, it was reversed and he brought it up.

To be honest, Gu Ming didn't want to be a good man, but the other party was too unreasonable, so he could only hit the other party's arrogance.

"Donor, you have to take advantage of your tongue here, a horse is a horse, no matter what black horse, white horse, red horse......"

"Wrong! If, according to you, the black horse is also a horse, and the white horse is also a horse, it means that there is no difference between a black horse and a white horse, and there is no difference between a big horse and a small horse, and they are all horses anyway.

So the problem is, I borrowed someone else's black horse, but I returned him a white horse, or even a dead horse...... It's all horses anyway, right? ”

"This ...... You, you are clearly a strong word! ”

The old monk's face turned red.

This old man is not too stupid.

"How can this be called strong words? If you have to say that a white horse is a horse, then a wooden horse is also a horse? A person with the surname Ma is also a horse? ”

Isn't it a strong argument?

However, for these people, Gu Ming can't care about any reason.

"What's the noise? What's noisy? ”

At this time, an old monk with a red face walked out, followed by several disciples.

"Courtyard Master!"

A group of monks stepped forward to pay their respects.

This man is the abbot of this place, and he is said to be more than 200 years old.

"Poor monk Xuanzang, see the abbot!"

The monks in the temple called him the master of the courtyard, but Tang Seng did not want to call it so, after all, the name of the master of the courtyard is a bit similar to the Jianghu sect.

"You are a monk from the Tang Dynasty?"

The abbot's tone was quite condescending, even disdainful and sarcastic.

Although Sun Wukong doesn't like Tang Seng very much on weekdays, after all, he belongs to the same camp, seeing the arrogant attitude of this old monk, he immediately stepped forward and replied: "My master is not only a Tang monk, but also the royal brother of the Tang Emperor!" ”

"Wukong must not be rude!"

Tang Seng habitually snorted.

"Hehe, your disciple looks ...... It's ancient enough. ”

The abbot glanced at Sun Wukong, and said something that he thought was very cultured.

The implication is nothing more than ridiculing Sun Wukong's ugliness, like a monkey.

Sun Wukong is not a good stubble, Tang Seng can bear it, he can't bear it, so he sneered at the moment: "That's right, I am your ancestor!" ”

In fact, this is also said in the past, this old monk has only lived for more than 200 years no matter what, and Sun Wukong is much older than him.

"You...... You ......"

The old monk was so angry that his chest hurt.

"Don't blame the abbot, the poor monk has always been stubborn......"

At this time, Bai Suzhen, who was standing on the side and watching coldly, couldn't help but whisper: "It seems that the monks in this temple are really snobbish. ”

Gu Ming nodded: "Well, the terrain here is remote, these people have never seen much of the world, and it is inevitable that they are a little arrogant."

But don't pay attention to them, this place is one of the difficulties in learning scriptures from the West, not only can we not stop it, but we have to contribute to this difficulty......"

After some tossing, in the end, at Sun Wukong's insistence, the white dragon horse was still tied to the backyard.

However, the other party was unhappy, and deliberately arranged Gu Ming and the others in the most dilapidated row of rooms in the temple.

After that, the abbot pretended to send someone to arrange a meal to entertain Tang Seng and others.

It's not enthusiasm, it's an opportunity to show off.

As soon as he entered the table, Tang Seng couldn't help but be surprised...... I saw that on the table, there were all kinds of things flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water, and there were also wine jugs and wine glasses.

Shouldn't monks abstain from meat and alcohol? Why don't the monasteries of the kingdom of Zephan Hacha abstain from these?

In fact, Gu Ming could see at a glance that these so-called big fish and meat were all vegetarian, and they were made with ingredients such as tofu and potatoes, but the style was realistic, and it looked like meat food.

In the flask, it is actually tea.

From this point of view, the monks in this temple are ostensibly abstaining from meat, but in fact, they still break the vows in their hearts, otherwise why do they have to make these simulated meat foods?

Do you have to use a wine jug for tea utensils?

It can be seen from this that the so-called rules and precepts are nothing more than a form in the minds of these people.

Gu Ming saw it, Bai Suzhen also saw it, and Sun Wukong also saw it, but Tang Seng didn't see it.

However, Gu Ming and the others did not break it.

Tang Seng frowned, and couldn't help but close his eyes and chant silently......

Seeing this, the abbot couldn't help but glance at Tang Seng with a triumphant look and asked, "Elder Tang, I heard that the Tang Dynasty has always been rich, I'm afraid that we can't get into the eyes of the elders, right?" ”

"Amitabha, poor monks have always been vegetarians, and these poor monks are really ......"

"Hahaha!"

Upon hearing this, the abbot couldn't help laughing: "Elder Tang, the precepts of the monks naturally know, these wines and dishes are all vegetarian, but they are just made exquisitely.

How? Could it be that Elder Tang had never seen such a fast meal in the Tang Dynasty? ”

Vegetarian diet?

As soon as he said this, Tang Seng woke up.

He really hadn't seen it, and that was because others knew that he was abiding by the rules, so they didn't want to deliberately hold such a banquet.

In fact, Datang is full of talents, and such a plain seat is nothing at all.

Some large families often have fasting people, but they are not used to eating light vegetarian food, so this kind of meat-like vegetarian food appeared.

Not only the style is realistic, but also the taste is very realistic.

These people have never been to Datang, but they have heard of it occasionally, and when they saw Tang Seng and others dressed plainly, they naturally thought that the rumors were wrong, and Datang was nothing more than that.

Therefore, there is an inexplicable sense of superiority, and there is no ridicule between words.

To put it simply, it is a typical example of judging people by their appearance.

"This ......"

Tang Seng was about to answer, but Gu Ming took the first step to reply: "Elder Tang is a person who cultivates Buddhism devoutly, when he was in the Tang Dynasty, he was invited by the emperor to enter the palace, and he also lived in a secluded room and studied Buddhism hard.

What is better than you who are well-informed and well-informed in astronomy and geography......"

As soon as these words came out, the muscles on the abbot's face couldn't help but tremble......

Why couldn't he hear the sarcasm in Gu Ming's words?

However, he has lived for more than 200 years, and even some cities no longer sell his treasures, but ask: "Datang is thousands of miles away, and I don't know what different customs and customs are produced, and what treasures are produced......

"Actually, it's nothing, everyone is just planting fields, doing some small business, watching a play, listening to a little song or something.

To talk about treasures...... I don't know where to start for this for a while.

However, as far as I know, Elder Tang seems to have a robe that seems to be pretty good......"

"Robes?"

The abbot was stunned, then smiled meaningfully.

"Do you want to talk about robes...... Lao Wei has been a monk here since he was a child, and he has been around for more than 200 years, and he is also a little famous.

The king of our kingdom of Zephan Hacha, and many nobles will send a few robes to the old man from time to time, and so far, the old man can't tell how many they are......"

A disciple sitting on the side comprehended, and immediately said, "Master of the Academy, why don't you go and carry a few boxes over for everyone to open their eyes." ”

"This ...... I'm afraid it's not very good, right? ”

The abbot said something pretendedly, and at the same time glanced at the shabby robe worn by Tang Seng.

Even if he threw away the unused robe, it was several times better than what Tang Seng was wearing......

Therefore, to the robe that Gu Ming just said...... That's full of disdain.

"What's so bad? You see that the robe on Elder Tang's body is broken like this, the courtyard master has always been kind, why don't you give one to Elder Tang......"

"Hahaha, that's reasonable, then go and bring a few boxes over for Elder Tang to pick them up."

As soon as he heard this, Tang Seng hurriedly said: "Thank you for the abbot's kindness, it's just that the poor monk's robe can still be worn ......."

"Why did Elder Tang bother with the kindness of the poor monks? Everyone is a monk, so there is no need to be polite, go and carry the robe. ”

"Yes!"

So, at that moment, a few disciples ran to carry three large boxes.

"Elder Tang, there are more than a hundred pieces of the old man's robe, and these are just some of them, the elder can pick them at will."

"Abbot, the poor monk really doesn't need to ......"

The abbot's face sank: "Is the elder disgusted with the old man?" Most of these robes were stored and never worn once.

You open the box and present the robes one by one to Elder Tang. ”

"Yes, Master."

So, a disciple opened the box and took out the robes one by one.

The workmanship of these robes is indeed exquisite, and some of them are even inlaid with gold wire, or decorated with beautiful jade, which makes people dazzled.

It's just that Sun Wukong has always been very disdainful.

Without waiting for the other party to finish, Sun Wukong didn't get up and said, "What are these robes?" My Master's robe......"

"Goku!"

Tang Seng shouted in time.

Because he didn't want to deal with the other party, and he didn't want to show his robe.

The name of the robe is called the brocade robe, which is the treasure that was handed over to Guanyin and then transferred by Guanyin to Tang Seng.

The robes are embedded with seven treasures, which are invasive by water and fire, and can be used to prevent self-defense.

On weekdays, Tang Seng has always been careful to treasure it, and he is reluctant to wear it at all.

Tang Seng still understands the truth that wealth is not exposed, since the other party likes to show off so much, there must be greed in his heart, if he sees the brocade robe, he may not know what will happen.

As a result, Gu Ming fanned the flames on the side: "Elder Tang, the abbot is so enthusiastic and shows so many robes, as the so-called come and don't be rude, why don't you take it out and let everyone taste it?" ”

"But ......"

Tang Seng wanted to say something, but Sun Wukong had already run out: "Master, my old grandson will take a robe to let them take a look." ”

The matter has come to this, and Tang Seng has no way to dissuade him.

Soon after, Sun Wukong took a package and slowly untied it in front of everyone......

As soon as he untied it, he saw the light overflowing.

At this moment, there was silence in the room, and everyone's eyes were focused on the package.

"Look!"

This time, it was finally Sun Wukong's turn to be proud, and shouted at everyone, and then slowly lifted the robe.

When he saw the whole picture of the robe, the abbot immediately stood up in a disgrace and rubbed his eyes...... He was a little dazzled.

"Sure enough...... It's a treasure......"

Several elders in the monastery couldn't help but mumble to themselves.

Tang Seng sighed secretly, and said to Sun Wukong: "Okay, Wukong, put it away." ”

"Wait!"

The abbot snorted hurriedly, and walked over tremblingly, looking at the robe carefully.

Sun Wukong deliberately asked: "Old monk, can you see clearly?" ”

"Look...... I can't see clearly, my old eyes are dizzy, and I can't see clearly. ”

"Then you stand farther away and watch."

The abbot really took a few steps back, his eyes unblinking.

After looking at it for a while, he actually bowed to Tang Seng Chang: "Elder Tang, the old man has a reluctant request." ”

Tang Seng hurriedly stepped forward to help: "The abbot doesn't have to be polite, there is nothing wrong with saying it." ”

"How about the elder beg the elder to take this robe back to the meditation room for a night of careful observation, and return it to the elder tomorrow morning?"

"This ......"

How could Tang Seng be willing to borrow the robe? But it's not good to refuse, so I can't help but groan, thinking of what kind of excuse to refuse.

Unexpectedly, the other party knelt down: "Elder, even if the old man begs you......"

"Abbot, don't do it!"

Tang Seng was helpless, and once again reached out to help.

"So, the elder agreed?"

"This ......"

"Thank you Elder Tang, the old man will bring it back to the meditation room to observe, and he will definitely return it with both hands tomorrow morning."

Without waiting for Tang Seng to answer, the abbot actually came to cut first and then played, and thanked Tang Seng for it.

In this way, Tang Seng was really difficult to refuse, so he could only say: "Then please ask the abbot to take care of it, don't get dirty." ”

"No, no, thank you Elder Tang......"

After getting the robe, the abbot didn't even have the heart to eat the fast, so he took the robe back to the meditation room with a confession.

"Why, why isn't the old man so precious, why is it ......"

The abbot put the robe on his body, and he was sad from his heart, and the old tears were rampant.

"Courtyard Master ......"

Soon after, a disciple walked in and bowed to the abbot.

The abbot was lazy to pay attention, still reluctantly rubbing the robe.

"Master of the courtyard, this robe is indeed a treasure, and I don't know where this Tang monk got the blessing to have this treasure."

Saying this, the abbot burst into tears again: "It's a pity that the old man doesn't have this blessing, if he can, the old man is willing to exchange all the robes for this robe......"

"This ...... I'm afraid that the other party won't agree, looking at Elder Tang's appearance, it seems that he also cherishes this robe very much. ”

"What then? Could it be that the old man and this robe are only destined for one night? ”

"Courtyard Master, do you want to ...... How about we keep them for a few more days? This will allow the owner to wear it for a few more days. ”

The abbot sighed: "However, they still have to leave after all......"

As soon as he heard this, the disciple's heart moved, and he couldn't help whispering: "The abbot means to say, let them ...... Stay here forever? ”

"The old man didn't say that, you said it......"

"Yes, yes, it was the disciple who said it...... It is better to put firewood outside and set up a fire while they are asleep at night......

After that, it's a big deal to overtake them, so that the robe will always be the master's. ”

"What do you say? The old man didn't hear it...... Okay, you can do what you want to do, you don't need to inform the old man, the old man is going to rest. ”

The abbot pretended to say a word.

"Disciple understood!"

The visitor smiled and walked away......