Chapter 193: Nine Heavenly Trembling Majesty (I)
This woman's posture is extraordinary, Wukong also felt amazing when he saw it, he went up to the top of the mountain, took a look at the nunnery behind the mountain, his heart was stable, and he smiled: "Sun Wukong He De how can he be, he actually worked with the fairy to lead the way, and even sent food to respond. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
Xingxian said with a smile: "The Monkey King doesn't know, the flower fairy is the head of the flower fairy and the apricot, and many other flower fairies are all close friends of the four princesses, I heard that the monkey king is going to pass through here, and Xing'er has made a lot of preparations, otherwise, if it is known by the sisters, I will not complain about the death of Xing'er!"
Said and said angrily: "It's all to blame for the old monsters in the nunnery, all of them are poetry idiots, love poetry and love like crazy, pestering Xing'er to chant poems all day long, and can't withdraw for a moment, otherwise how can the monkey king come to greet him before he arrives at the nunnery! The monkey king don't say it, otherwise Xing'er won't be scolded to death by the sisters...."
Xingxian mentioned a few old faces and resentment, sometimes coquettish, sometimes frightened, just like the little sister next door, Wukong saw her cute, and said with a smile: "Xing'er is a close friend of Ao Jiao's boudoir, and then call the Monkey King but don't give birth?" β
Xingxian laughed and said, "Then Xing'er will call you Wukong, who are these?"
Wukong was about to introduce it, but he heard a cry of surprise from the nunnery, and said, "Xingxian!
Xingxian was a little panicked when she heard this, and said with a wry smile: "The old monsters are here again!" β
Wukong smiled: "It's okay, if the fairy has a headache, wait for the old grandson to manipulate him." β
As he spoke, he pointed to the old pig who couldn't stop wiping his saliva next to him and smiled: "This is Zhu Wuneng, just call him Bajie." β
The old pig was furious when he heard this, and said angrily: "Brother Monkey, how can you introduce it like this?!" The old pig is the reincarnation of Marshal Tianpeng of the Heavenly Court, and was later named the messenger of the pure altar by the Buddha of Lingshan Leiyin Temple, the fairy This thorny ridge is close to Zhu Ziguo, and the old pig is worshiped by the golden holy queen as a great teacher, this way to subdue demons and eliminate demons, the old pig also has a lot of contributions, and it leaves a great reputation, the fairy calls me the old pig 'Bajie', and it seems to be close!"
Wukong smiled: "Isn't it the same to call 'Eight Commandments'?"
Bajie said angrily: "How can it be the same?"
Xingxian Jiao smiled and said with a smile: "Xing'er has seen Bajie. β
Xingxian fell generously Yingying a gift, the old pig was very warm, twisted, and did not dare to go up to help each other, and said happily: "Fairy hurry up and be polite, your own family, don't be polite!"
The top of the mountain here is the most conspicuous, and before the introduction of the sand monk Xuanzang, I saw a withered old man flying in the clouds, not to mention how many Wukong there were, as soon as he grabbed the apricot fairy, he wanted to offer the right.
Xingxian hurriedly said: "Fuyun seniors are not busy doing it, Xiaoxing has a distant guest here, don't neglect the honored guest." β
The old man took a look, and when he saw Wukong's rough appearance, he turned a blind eye, but Tang Seng was outstanding in his opinion, and he was happy to see it, so he went up and grabbed him and said: "You, a monk Fengshen, are handsome, you must be a big country in Shangbang, can you compose poetry?"
Xuanzang listened to Xingxian and saw this old man acting like this, so he had a plan in his heart, and said with a smile:
"The rod Sisir came to worship the king of France,
May the wonderful scriptures be spread far and wide.
Jin Zhi Sanxiu Poetry Altar Rui,
Treasure tree thousand flowers and lotus stamen.
Progress must be made,
The world of the ten directions is hidden.
Cultivated into a jade statue solemn body,
In front of the Gate of Bliss is the dojo. (Excerpt from the original text of Journey to the West)
After singing Xuanzang's eleventh salute, he said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is the Tang Dynasty monk Xuanzang!
When Xuanzang chanted the poem, the old man shook his head when he heard it, and the more he listened, the more he was happy, and he also sang after listening:
"The Holy King of Music in Qiao Garden,
Thousands of acres of Weichuan are divided.
Cuiyun is not stained with Xiang'e tears,
Ban Zhen can be passed on to the Han Dynasty.
The frost leaves do not change,
Where is the smoke hidden from this color?
Ziyou died with few friends,
Forever left the name of Han ink field. (Excerpt from the original text of Journey to the West)
Hahahahaha!!! happy!
As he spoke, he turned around and shouted: "A few old immortals, there are distinguished guests here, chanting good poems, you haven't shown up yet!"
This shout, immediately there are three old people flying in the clouds, Fu Yunsuo will be chanted again with Xuanzang and Xuanzang sang the poems, the three old people listened to the spirits, eyebrows fluttering, listening, an old man came out of the crowd, said with a smile: "I heard the holy monk Yasong, the old decay mouth plug suddenly opened, also got one, please the holy monk taste." β
Speaking and singing:
"Jinjie lonely laughing at the king of wood,
Lingchun is not as famous as me.
The shadow of the dragon and the snake in the sky of the mountain,
The spring is a thousand-year-old amber fragrance.
Solve and be angry,
Joy because of the wind and rain to hide.
Decay and cripple are ashamed of having no fairy bones,
Only Ling paste is a longevity field. (Excerpt from the original text of Journey to the West)
The holy monk smiled, the old eighteenth duke, he has seen the holy monk!"
After the eighteen princes finished singing, another old man came out and laughed and said: "Eighteen princes this poem, the beginning sentence is heroic, the couplet is powerful, but the ending sentence is too humble and not beautiful, but it is also a rare masterpiece, it is really envious of others! β
After that, he said with a smile:
"Frost often likes to stay with the king of birds,
The four unique halls are greatly promoted.
The dew is heavy and the beads are covered with greenery,
The wind is light, the stone teeth are broken, and the cold fragrance is cold.
The promenade is silent at night,
The ancient palace is faintly hidden in autumn.
The first day of the spring has offered a birthday,
The old man is proud of himself in the mountain field. (Excerpt from the original text of Journey to the West)
Saying that, he smiled and said, "The old man is lonely and straight!
The last old man smiled and praised: "Good poetry! Good poetry! Old man is clumsy and incompetent, you can't be empty at this good meeting! Try a few words." β
With a straight look, he said:
"The material of Liang Dong is close to the emperor,
There was a voice outside the Taiqing Palace.
Qingxuan suddenly came to the green air,
The dark wall is usually fragrant.
The awe-inspiring eternal show,
Deep roots are hidden in nine springs.
Lingyun Shi Gai Po Shadow,
Not in the crowd showy field. β
Song Bi laughed and said: "Old decay Lingkongzi, the holy monk please enter the nunnery to speak." β
The four old men happily hugged Xuanzang, and seeing that Xingxian was a little moved, Wukong smiled and said: "If Xing'er is good at this, don't ignore Wukong, go quickly, come and overwhelm the crowd!"
Xingxian stuck out her tongue and smiled: "If the sisters knew that Xing'er left the fiancΓ© of the fourth princess to run to the poem, and didn't come to the Three Realms to spread the sound, more than two hundred sisters would gang up to kill, and their lives would be at stake, so Xing'er wouldn't join in the fun." β
The old pig observed the words and looks, and when he saw Wukong introducing the sand monk Bailongma, Xing'er turned back frequently, paying more attention to the direction of the Tang monk of Muxian Nunnery, obviously absent-minded, Bajie couldn't help but be angry, and hated: "The old pig's great prestige, all the way to protect the demon and eliminate the demon, it is not as good as a poem by Monk Chen to make people respect!"
When the group arrived at the nunnery, they saw several old men and Xuanzang sitting on the stone table in the courtyard, talking and laughing and drinking tea.
Reluctantly accompanied Wukong to the nunnery, Xingxian could hold it, walked up with a smile, and said with a smile on his face: "The concubine is not talented, listening to your good sentences, I also reluctantly echoed a song, and offered ugliness." β
said with a smile:
"The name of King Wu of Han is left on the cover,
Confucius erected an altar during the week.
Dong Xian loves me into Lin Ji,
Sun Chu once took pity on the cold and ate fragrant.
The rain is delicate and tender,
The smoke and emerald color are still hidden.
I know that I am overripe and slightly sour,
Settle in the wheat field every year. (Excerpt from the original text of Journey to the West)