Not to mention that this winged elegance is really a genius, with a very high level of understanding, touching the bypass, Wukong instructed him to practice the method of qi conduction, and it was really a little thorough, effortless, in a day or two, I felt that there seemed to be a small essence in the dantian slowly born, and with the guidance of his mind wandering between the hundreds of bones around him, the Monkey King, who had never been very praised, smiled and praised him.

In addition, Ya Shi seems to be a natural martial arts wizard, with extraordinary strength and deep endurance, Wujing taught him the tricks, only need to practice three times to remember, according to the style from one move to one style of practice, dance for three or five hours in a row, without panting. And he is already graceful, generous, straight to the wonderful, halberd unity, hunting and hunting, really as brilliant as the flowers reflected by the morning sun, people are fascinated and overwhelmed.

Wukong is a few good martial arts, who doesn't want to teach their own martial arts, and when they encounter such a prodigy, how can they easily let go, and they are not even too lazy to play mahjong at the moment, and they are vying to grab the seat of instructing elegant and vulgar martial arts.

The scene of the brothers fighting for me unconsciously aroused the curiosity of the master Tang Sanzang, the holy monk stopped everyone, pretended to be immaculate, and said: "It seems that the qualifications of the elegant and vulgar are really not ordinarily good, and you guys who are not even filial apprentices are not good, but they are all vying to snatch his qualification as a martial arts instructor. ”

Bajie laughed when he heard it, waved his hand, and said with disdain: "Master, a few of us are in chaos for the seat of the elegant and vulgar, your old man is powerless, he can't guide his martial arts, and secondly, he doesn't know my writing here, and he can't teach his cultural courses, this won't work, that won't work, but still save some effort, drink a few sips of fragrant tea, and don't make trouble with us anymore." ”

Sanzang was furious when he heard this, suddenly stood up, and said angrily: "The stinky pig's head is talking nonsense there again, derogatory to the teacher, although the teacher has no power to bind the chicken, he can't teach him martial arts, but he is also a high-achieving student from the top class of a famous university, and his education level is also quite good, only because he doesn't know your contemporary writing, he is regarded by you as semi-literate, and it is really annoying to say it." It's just that, I think that the elegance and vulgarity may have the guidance of the lady of the Golden Shenggong and many show girls, and he knows some words, so I don't teach him to write, and tell him stories and talk about the principles of life in my spare time, right?"

Tianshu also nodded frequently, and said with an excited smile: "Second senior brother, little sister, I am also a person who has no martial arts, since the master can't help but want to give some guidance on elegance and vulgarity, how can I, as a senior sister, fall behind, so I will start with the basic theory of Taoism, and then teach him some Qimen Dunjia skills. ”

Seeing that everyone was full of excitement and eager to try, Sanzang waved his hand quite vigilantly and said: "Okay, okay, you all take it easy, after all, there is only one elegant and vulgar, and the energy is limited, this one also wants to teach, that one also wants to teach, and don't give others tired and have no time to play? I can stipulate that in addition to practicing martial arts without interruption, you can take turns teaching elegant and vulgar for two hours every day, three days in a row, and one day off." As the saying goes, soldiers are expensive but not expensive, and learning knowledge is the same, you can't stuff it all into it like cramming, you always have to leave some time for digestion and absorption, eat and play well, and rest well, so as to put more energy into learning. After all, there is still a long way to go west, and we have time to teach elegance and vulgarity, so don't push others too quickly and lose their self-motivation. ”

After three days of bathing and fasting, His Majesty the King had already done all the matters related to the joint burial of the ten generations of ancestors and the mother of the Golden Sacred Palace, so he made a special trip to invite the three Tibetan masters and apprentices to participate in the joint burial ceremony to express his inner respect.

It was still midnight, the stars and moon were shining, and the eyes were dark, and the entire inner courtyard of the palace resounded with the sound of monks and nuns chanting and the sound of wooden fish beating, disturbing everyone in the Sanzang Legion, tossing and turning, and it was difficult to sleep peacefully. I don't know how much time passed, and some guards from the inner court came to knock on the door with lanterns and honor guards, inviting the elders to participate in the joint burial ceremony.

When the master and apprentice finished washing up with a few sleepy eyes, with the guard of honor, sat on the sedan chair and came to the imperial tomb in the eastern suburbs of the royal city, His Majesty the king and all the ministers, princes and grandsons, and harem concubines had already lined up in the wilderness, and in front of them was the towering imperial tomb, a high platform with a radius of ten zhang was built in the middle, and black and white flags were erected at the four corners of the high platform, stretching and swaying in the wind, and a black lacquer offering table was placed in the center, and two red candles were lit at the front end, an incense case, followed by pig's head and goose blood, and more than a dozen plates of melon and fruit offerings.

On both sides below the high platform, there are thousands of monks and nuns, knocking on the bell chime and wooden fish, chanting scriptures incessantly, and on the opposite side of the high platform offering table, there is a Taoist priest wearing a yellow robe, wearing a star crown, holding a sword in his hand, and shaking a bell, where he shouts and shouts, and dances the sword with his fingers.

Bajie looked at such a battle, couldn't help laughing, and said with ridicule: "Damn, this joint funeral ceremony is really wonderful, and it is a monk and a Taoist, which seems a little nondescript." However, although the monk won by quantity, he finally fell under the altar, but although the number of Taoist priests was small, he finally got on the stage and won the right to preside over the joint funeral ceremony, which can be regarded as slightly better than the Buddhists. ”

"Only the dead ghost's soul can be difficult to deal with, I don't know whether to accept the excesses of the Dharma, or to ascend to heaven after a few volumes of Taoist scriptures, I think that both parties are great customers, and they can't afford to offend. ”

Tianshu couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and couldn't help but remind: "Second Senior Brother, His Majesty the King is standing opposite, and you must not blaspheme the ceremony with such profanity." I think Zhu Ziguo originally believed in Buddhism, just because of the Buddha's unwise actions, it is bound to hurt the feelings of the people of Zhu Ziguo, although His Majesty the King said that he will not be held accountable on the surface, at this moment in the joint funeral ceremony has used the form of monks as a supplement and Taoism as the mainstay, I want to come in the future will definitely take advantage of the situation and persuade the people of the country to believe in Taoism, Buddhism in the land of Zhu Ziguo, has already been defeated, and there is no possibility of resurrection. ”

As several people were talking, the Taoist priest on the altar had finished reading the scriptures, shouted, turned around, made a joke, and sang: "The funeral begins, the family members see the ceremony, one kowtow, two kowtows, three kowtows, after the ceremony, play mourning music, and carry the coffin." ”

As soon as the words fell, the cry and suona suddenly sounded, and eight strong men with broad shoulders and round waists bowed respectfully towards the luxurious black lacquer carved coffin that was more than two people tall, and leaned down to lift the coffin. Unexpectedly, these eight strong men worked hard together, until they were so tired that they gritted their teeth, their green tendons flared up, and they couldn't lift the coffin.

This move was much unexpected by everyone present, everyone was dumbfounded and unbelievable, and even the harem concubines who cried loudly stopped crying, covered their faces and quietly raised their heads to watch. His Majesty's face was gloomy, and his face flushed and he made a gesture to the Yellow Gate Servant, and suddenly a small Yellow Gate came out of the crowd, pretending to ask the eight wrestlers: "Your Majesty has a decree, let a certain family come and ask all the wrestlers, you are all famous and powerful people in the country, just a coffin, how much weight can it have, how can it not be lifted, if the time of burial is delayed, causing the soul of the first king to be uneasy, even if you have nine lives, how can you afford it?"

As soon as the words came out, the eight strong men were so frightened that they were dripping with cold sweat, trembling like chaff, and immediately abandoned the log carrying the coffin, knelt on their knees, and crawled forward and said: "Your Majesty forgives the sin, and the ministers are confident that they will join the strength of our eight people. I don't know what's going on today, even if we exert all our strength, this coffin seems to be pressed to the ground by some majestic force, or it has taken root, but it can't be carried away. His Majesty was also slightly stunned when he heard this, and turned his head sideways to cast an inquiring glance at the old Taoist priest who was standing majestically with a sword and a palm.

The old Taoist priest also had a solemn face, turned to His Majesty the King and said: "Your Majesty, according to this situation, it is not that the eight wrestlers did not do their best, but that the obsession in the heart of the mother of the Golden Sacred Palace has not disappeared, and she refuses to obey the king's order and bury the emperor's mausoleum, so she exerts her magic power to restrain the footsteps of the eight wrestlers, making it difficult for them to lift the coffin even if they have the power to shake the mountains and the ground." ”

His Majesty the King let out an unconscious "ah", his body trembled, and he said with sincere fear: "How is it possible, returning to the homeland and being buried in the imperial mausoleum is not the lifelong wish of my grandmother?

The old Taoist priest did not move, and bowed down slightly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, Poor Dao will cast a spell, talk to the lady of the Golden Sacred Palace, and ask her why she refuses to be buried in the imperial tomb." ”

After speaking, the old Taoist priest stretched out his hand and lit a yellow talisman and threw it into the air, and then shook the string of bells to summon spirits, danced with swords, and looked like crazy. After half a quarter of an hour like this, the old Taoist priest seemed to have been punched heavily in the chest, his old face twitched, his face was like earth, he fell to the ground in a dejected manner, the bell also fell, the sword also fell, like a rooster drenched in the rain, his hands and feet trembled, he was panting, and he had lost all his power.

He was stunned on the ground for a long time, and then he regained his strength, stood up very reluctantly, and bowed to His Majesty the King tremblingly: "Your Majesty forgives your sins, the old Tao is incompetent, and the spell is low, but the Golden Sacred Palace Niangniang is obsessed with being strong, and she can't talk to her psychic." ”