Without waiting for Lishan's mother to speak, Guanyin Bodhisattva reacted that Manjushri and Fuxian should have gone to test Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie.

"Amitabha."

Guanyin folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name, without saying much.

There was no word all night until dawn.

After the rooster crowed nine times, Tang Sanzang opened his eyes, stretched comfortably, and sat up.

"Wujing."

"The disciple is here, what does the master command?"

"Bring a cigarette for the teacher."

Tang Sanzang squinted his eyes and beckoned to Sha Wujing.

Sha Wujing hurriedly took a piece of Huazi from the suitcase, and respectfully offered the cigarette with both hands.

After smoking a few puffs of a wake-up cigarette, Tang Sanzang felt refreshed.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself still lying on the big bed, and he couldn't help but wonder.

No, it stands to reason that the copy of the "Four Holy Tests of Zen Mind" should be changed back to its original state the next day.

Why is this all day by day, and it hasn't changed back?

It's weird.

After smoking at the bedside, flicking the cigarette butt casually, Tang San hid himself and got dressed.

Sha Wujing, who had been waking up for a long time, packed his luggage early in the morning and was ready to leave at any time.

Tang Sanzang nodded, rode the dragon horse outside the courtyard, and the master and apprentice set off.

"Master, don't you wait for the senior brother and the second senior brother?"

"What's the hurry, look ahead, what is that?"

Tang Sanzang rode on his horse, pointed forward, and spoke.

Following the direction of Tang Sanzang's finger, Sha Wujing saw that Sun Wukong was sitting on a big stone smoking a cigarette, and the ground was already full of cigarette butts.

Ten steps away, Zhu Bajie was lying under a tree, staring blankly at the sky, with a pile of empty wine bottles beside him.

These two people didn't close their eyes all night!

After hearing the sound of horses' hooves, both of them turned their heads to look.

Seeing that it was the master who came, they both stood up and stood aside.

"Master."

"Hmm."

Tang Sanzang nodded and looked at the two apprentices.

"I had a long talk with the two daughters of the Jia family last night?"

The two shook their heads and remained silent.

Tang Sanzang didn't ask, and the four masters and apprentices walked forward for a short time, and then they saw a piece of silk paper flashing with colorful colors pasted on the trunk of the tree.

Tang Sanzang beckoned, and the silk paper flew over.

The silk paper unfolded itself without wind, revealing the eight proverbs on it -

"The old mother of Lishan is not fantastic, the boy Bodhisattva, please go down the mountain.

Fuxian Manjushri is a guest, turning into a beautiful woman in the forest.

The holy monk is virtuous and unconventional, and the disciple is also extraordinary when he listens to Zen.

Stick to the Buddha's heart without fault, so as not to slack off and have a difficult road. ”

The last four sentences of these eight sentences are somewhat different from the original plot that Tang Sanzang knew.

It's just that the discrepancy is good, and it's much better than the original result.

Not only Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong, Sha Wujing and others have withstood the test, but even the most unpromising Zhu Bajie can pass it.

It was true, which surprised Tang Sanzang.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, it seemed that neither the old mother of Lishan nor the three bodhisattvas had found any problems.

If I have to say it, it is also because these three apprentices were too obedient to him.

Where is it like the waste dim sum in the original play that only knows "Amitabha"!

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Sanzang only felt that his whole body was transparent and very comfortable.

"Drive!"

He patted Ryoma's neck lightly, and the latter ran in small steps.

"Disciples, let's go!"

Tang Sanzang turned around and shouted at the three disciples in high spirits.

The Zhuangzi behind him has disappeared for some time.

This is a good thing, Zhuangzi disappeared, indicating that the Four Sages have gone far, and this copy is a perfect end.

The four saints stood at the head of the clouds, overlooking Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice in the distance.

When it gradually disappeared into the distance, Guanyin Bodhisattva folded his hands and chanted a Buddha name.

"It's over, and it's time for the old body to go back."

Lishan's mother took the lead in saying goodbye to the three bodhisattvas and drove away on the clouds.

"Let's go back and get back to our lives!"

The three nodded, flying towards the west.

……

With the end of the copy of the "Four Holy Tests of Zen Heart", Tang Sanzang and his party resumed their previous marching rhythm again.

Hurry at sunrise and rest at sunset.

It's just that this day after day is inevitably a little boring.

With nothing to do, Tang Sanzang ordered his apprentices to grind some square stones of the same size, and carved different patterns on them according to his instructions.

Every time he stops to rest, he plays two rounds of mahjong, and the person who loses the most will go to the fate.

Tang Sanzang was a well-known bird god in his last life, and playing three rookies was like playing.

In this way, day after day, the long journey seems less boring.

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

According to the place where Tang Sanzang camped and slept in the open air, about a hundred miles away, there is a spiritual mountain surrounded by cranes and endless fairy sounds, which is called Wanshou Mountain.

There is a view on Wanshou Mountain, which is the view of Wuzhuang.

Zhen Yuanzi sat on the futon, and suddenly stretched out his hand, and a golden post fell into his hand.

His mind moved slightly, and all the contents of the post came into his heart.

It turned out that it was Yuan Shi Tianzun, one of the three Qings, who opened a new incense altar to preach in the Miluo Palace of Shangqing and invited him to watch the ceremony.

A true immortal like Zhen Yuanzi who has transcended the level of Da Luo Jin Immortal, even if he understands that the Heavenly Dao Fruit Rank is not "hearsay", it can be confirmed.

But if we can confirm each other and communicate with each other, it will also be beneficial for spiritual practice.

It's best to be able to go one step further.

Honorable as the first Tianzun invited, if there is nothing important, it is natural to give this face.

Even if Zhen Yuanzi is the "ancestor of the earth immortals", he can't refuse.

In order to show grandeur, Zhen Yuanzi brought all the disciples in the view.

At the end, he suddenly remembered the golden cicada and his party.

At the beginning of the Bon Lan meeting, the golden cicada had a friendship with him to pass on tea, since he passed through the Wuzhuang view, he could not turn a blind eye and be treated politely.

Zhen Yuanzi's gaze swept over the disciples, and suddenly spoke: "Qingfeng, Mingyue." ”

"The disciple is here!"

"The disciple is here!"

"Your two sons have only been under my door for a thousand years, and the Tao is still shallow, such profound and esoteric principles will not benefit you much, so stay and watch the house!"

After a pause, Zhen Yuanzi stretched out his hand and calculated, and continued.

"Within five days, there was a monk who came all the way from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil, with the Dharma name Sanzang, and you entertained the good students for the teacher. From the ginseng fruit tree of the teacher, you can beat two ginseng fruits to quench their thirst and hunger. ”

When he had finished speaking, he waved his sleeves.

A huge Dharma cloud rose from under the feet of the disciples, straight up to the thirty-three heavens, and flew straight towards the Shangqing Miluo Palace.

Qingfeng and Mingyue gave their hands to salute, until Zhen Yuanzi's law cloud disappeared into the sky, and then they each returned to the main hall and continued to practice in the morning.

It was not until noon on the fifth day that there was a noisy and noisy sound at the entrance of the Taoist temple.

"The Immortal Immortal Mansion, the same longevity Dao family with the sky? Ooh! This wave of cups is worth a full score! ”

Tang Sanzang pouted at Huazi, carried the bottle, pointed to the couplet at the door of the Taoist temple and said with a smile.

"Master, these bull-nosed veterans are used to deceiving and bluffing people! When my grandson made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, he was in the dojo of Taishang Laojun, and he had never seen such big words! ”

Tang Sanzang squinted his eyes and glanced at Sun Wukong, and said in his heart, you know a hammer, our next copy "Wuzhuang View" is about to open.

As he spoke, he heard only a creaking sound.

The two dark doors of the Taoist temple quietly opened.

Two boys, one on the left and one on the right, sat at the door.

"The Buddha is immeasurably heavenly! Is it the Sanzang Master of the Eastern Tang Dynasty? ”