Ao Lie is destined to be a mount, and Li Chengqian, as the son of the human emperor, will not agree to be Tang Seng's mount.

Thinking about it, only this curtain background is the weakest, and naturally it has become an outcast of Western religion.

Therefore, Guanyin killed the roller shutter and let Li Chengqian take the place of the roller shutter to learn the scriptures, as it came, was a default.

Originally, he planned to give the Jade Emperor some compensation, but the two sides negotiated several times and finally broke up, with the Jade Emperor's temperament, he would definitely be in the way of learning from the scriptures.

Now it seems that this matter is not considered.

But he is a Buddha, so naturally he can't make mistakes, and even if he is wrong, it must be right.

"Venerable rest assured, the disciple will let the five parties secretly follow the scripture learning team, and there should be no problems in the future..."

"Hmm... I'll leave this matter to you, and I'll rest assured. Hearing this, Rulai nodded with satisfaction.

…

Leaving the Eagle Sorrowful Stream, the master and apprentice continued to travel westward, and after walking for about half a month, a Zen monastery appeared in front of everyone.

"Kannon Zen Temple?" Standing under the mountain gate, Yun Shibao looked at the magnificent Zen temple in front of him, his eyes flickering.

It is just a Zen temple standing in the fog on the top of the mountain, through the dense fog, you can vaguely see the layers of palaces and pavilions in the courtyard, the corridors, and a big road like a winding giant snake spiraling from the top of the mountain to the mountain gate.

On both sides of the road, the pines and cypresses become forests, the ancient paths are secluded, occasionally a bell comes out from the Zen courtyard, echoes in the mountains, the Zen is hazy and magnificent.

A Zen temple of this scale, even if you look at the entire territory of Datang, may not exceed the number of five fingers.

Of course, Yun Shibao doesn't care if the temple is grand or not, what he really cares about is the black bear spirit and his sworn brothers, you know, these monsters are all monsters in the rare plot, once they are killed, there will definitely be a lot of merit tension.

And this black bear spirit is a monster who has been cultivating for many years, and later he was accepted by Guanyin as a mountain god, thinking that his bear paws should be extremely fat.

Thinking of this, Yun Shibao couldn't help but sigh.

On the other hand, seeing this Zen temple, Tang Seng couldn't help but yearn for it, if he could calm down his mind in such a Zen temple, he would also take a fart of the scriptures.

"The Tang monks have come here, and the elders have been waiting for a long time."

Just as the three of them were about to lead the horse up the mountain, two monks dressed in monk's robes walked down from the mountain and saluted respectfully to the three of them.

Hearing this, Tang Seng couldn't help but be stunned, and secretly said in his heart, could the abbot of this Guanyin Temple be the old of a poor monk?

And Yun Shibao is face suddenly, the host of this Guanyin Temple is the elder of Jinchi, who has participated in the water and land conference, but his Zen heart is not strong, his performance is mediocre, and his sense of presence at the conference is not strong, Tang Seng does not remember, it is normal.

The master and apprentice followed the two monks up the mountain.

"Holy monk, do you remember the old man?" As soon as the three of them entered the Guanyin Temple, a hoarse voice came from the temple, and then they saw a monk wearing a golden silk robe and a somewhat thin monk walking out of the temple.

"You're... Elder Jinchi? Seeing this monk, Tang Seng showed a trace of doubt on his face, and then suddenly said.

…

At the banquet, Elder Jin Chi looked at Tang Seng several times, and stopped talking.

"If the elder has something, he might as well say it directly." Tang Seng frowned covertly.

The so-called cannibalistic mouth is short, and the hand is short, although the excessive enthusiasm of this Jinchi elder made Tang Seng a little vigilant in his heart, but he still stubbornly said.

Anyway, with Li Chengqian and Sun Wukong here, there shouldn't be a big problem.

"At the beginning of the water and land conference, the poor monks did not practice meditation at home, and they failed to get the favor of Guanyin, which has always been the regret of the poor monks..."

"I don't know if the holy monk can borrow the brocade robe given by Master Guanyin to lend me to watch it and chat for comfort." After hesitating for a moment, Elder Jin Chi said with anticipation in his eyes.

The reserved elder had a habit of collecting robes, and in his meditation room, there were several boxes of robes stacked on top of each other, including gold silk, heavenly silk, and brocade silk. Gem-encrusted...

When Guanyin gave the brocade robe to Tang Seng, Elder Jinchi was also present, just in a hurry, he secretly swore in his heart that he must get this brocade robe.

Therefore, there were two monks who went to the bottom of the mountain to greet Yun Shibao and Tang Seng and others.

"This..."Hearing this, Tang Seng couldn't help but show a trace of embarrassment.

This brocade robe was given by Guanyin, so how can it be easily borrowed?

"Master, I see that Elder Jinchi is also sincere, Master is not afraid to lend this robe to the elder for a night, and he can get it back when he leaves tomorrow..."

Without Tang Seng borrowing a robe, how could he attract the black bear spirit and his sworn brothers? How else does he earn merit?

"In this case, this brocade robe will be lent to the elder for one night, but this thing is given by the Bodhisattva, and I hope the elder will keep it for a good life." Hearing Yun Shibao's words, although Tang Seng was full of reluctance, he didn't dare to disobey his order, so he had to reluctantly take off his robe and hand it to Elder Jinchi.

…

At night, in the meditation room of Elder Jinchi, the old monk held an oil lamp, greedily stroked the brocade robe, and his eyes were full of fascination.

"Hey, bitter, bitter, Bodhisattva, I have served you for more than 30 years, why did you give Tang Seng the task of learning scriptures in the West? Why did you give him this splendid robe? ”

"Kuye, such a treasure doesn't belong to me, Kuye..." Then he seemed to remember something, and the old monk's face was full of bitterness.

"Master, if you want this brocade robe, it's not impossible." At this time, the young monk whispered.

"What's the solution?" Hearing this, Elder Jin Chi hurriedly turned his senses around, his eyes staring at the young monk

A hint of coldness flashed in the young monk's eyes, and he whispered a few words in Elder Jin Chi's ear, and as the little monk's words fell, the bitterness on Elder Jin Chi's face receded slightly, and was replaced by a gloomy and cold meaning.

"Go and call your senior brother and them..."Elder Jin Chi licked his dry lips and said in a low voice.

After a while, a few monks sneakily left from the Jinchi Elder Room and touched the guest room of Yun Shibao and Tang Seng.

…

At the same time, feeling the movement outside the door, Yun Shibao, who was originally lying on the bed with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

According to the plot, as long as Elder Jin Chi sets fire, the power of his merit and the bear's paw... No, it's time for the black bear spirit to appear.

"Monkey, you protect the monk in a while, and I'll go back when I go." After dropping such a sentence to the monkey, who was also awakened by the movement outside, Yun Shibao's figure flashed and left the guest room.

"Dead monk, don't sleep, you'll be burned to death." Glancing at Tang Seng who was sleeping like a dead pig, the monkey couldn't help but scold angrily and kicked the monk to the ground.