The little white dragon set off a lot of waves in his heart, and this monk on horseback dared to be disrespectful to the Bodhisattva?

With a snort, the horse's hooves stepped up, temporarily suppressing the doubts in his heart.

The centaur monkey went on the road, and the monkey led the horse with a burden.

The master and apprentice traveled all the way west, the horses were hungry and ate grass, and Xuanzang ate the seasonal fruits picked by the monkeys.

After walking for a long time, when the sky was getting dark, a Guanyin Monastery appeared not far away.

Shrouded in clouds and mist, with black tiles and white walls, a pine nut forest outside the courtyard, and occasional pavilions and stone tables on both sides of the winding path, the cobblestone path stretches to the main road in front of the Zen courtyard.

The roof of the temple is covered with glazed gold, and many immortals are carved on the ridge of the roof, which is lifelike.

The Guanyin temple is hidden in the deep mountains, step by step spacious stone path, zigzag, stretching to the top of the mountain, on the road, there are monks carrying water, even in the evening there is an endless stream of pilgrims, they carry baskets, the baskets are empty, are walking back, the look looks very pious.

Along the cobblestone path, on the stone road, before walking to the Zen temple, a wave of luxury came to the face.

The huge lacquered gold copper tripod is placed in front of the gate, countless incense burning, green smoke is swirling, and the smell of incense permeates four or five miles.

Two moire marble pillars support the dome of the temple gate, and the dome is about seven or eight meters high, which looks extraordinary.

When the welcoming monk in front of the door saw Xuanzang, he couldn't help but be stunned, with some contempt on his face, just like the eyes of people in the city looking at the countrymen.

"Where did this monk come from?"

Xuanzang didn't answer, turned around and beckoned to Sun Wukong, motioning for him to throw the burden over.

took out the brocade robe from the baggage, took the nine-ring tin staff in Sun Wukong's hand, and put on the Five Buddhas Pilu crown.

dressed up, and suddenly became the most beautiful boy in the field.

The jewels on the robe are dazzling, shining, the silver light of the nine-ring tin staff blooms, and the red five Buddha crowns on the top, passers-by all stop and watch.

The welcoming monk was also dumbfounded, rubbed his eyes, and changed his face to a respectful look: "Where did this mage come from, please come in quickly, I have already sent someone to invite our old abbot to come!"

Xuanzang secretly rolled his eyes, this welcoming monk is also a snob.

The welcoming monk crossed Xuanzang's figure and saw Sun Wukong behind him, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Where did the ugly monk come from, born so little and so much hair?"

"This is the big apprentice of the poor monk, don't look weird, but it's useful!" Xuanzang said slowly.

"Then let's come in together, just hand over this horse to the little novice, and naturally someone will take care of and feed it!"

The two followed the welcoming monk into the Zen temple, the main hall of Guanyin Hall, standing a golden body Bodhisattva statue, with a compassionate face.

Xuanzang stepped forward and pretended to bow three times.

The surrounding decoration is luxurious, gold and silver treasures are dotted, bypassing the main hall, but it is a different world.

It is quiet and elegant, the bamboo shadow is mottled, the green bricks are paved, and there are also a few wrinkled chrysanthemums raised in the flower pond.

There is also a bay of blue pond embedded next to the rockery, dozens of small red fish swim in it, often come to the water surface to feed, and are not afraid of people.

Sun Wukong took a closer look and said with a smile: "The monks here will enjoy it!"

Soon the two came to the back room, where there was a low futon table, and arranged to sit down, and then the welcoming monk retired.

The waiter monk held the purple-patterned gold-edged clay pot with a mutton fat jade plate and served a few cups of tea.

The tea leaves spread out like flowers and bones, and the fragrance of tea overflows.

It's really a color deception, and the taste is better than the fragrance of osmanthus.

Soon, two children in the back, holding a chicken-skinned old monk, walked out from behind.

The old monk was old, with age spots crawling all over his skin, but his eyes looked bright, and his dress was extremely luxurious.

Looking at what he was wearing, "on his head he wore a square hat with the jewel of a cat's eye, and on his body he wore a collared brocade shirt with a gold rim of jade fur." A pair of monk's shoes to collect eight treasures, a cane embedded with clouds and stars. ”

A mouthful of teeth has fallen out, a small mountain bag has been hunched out of his back, a string of thick Buddha beads hangs around his neck, and he also grasps a string of smaller ones in his hand.

A monk shouted at the door: "The ancestor is here!"

Xuanzang got up and bowed slightly, and said, "Amitabha, Xuanzang of the Eastern Tang Dynasty has seen the old heavenly master...... Oh no, old master!"

The old monk saw that Xuanzang was full of treasure, and in the future, he had time to return the courtesy, and his eyes were shining, so he rushed forward to take a closer look at Xuanzang's robe.

The two little boys had never seen Elder Jin Chi behave like this, so they hurriedly followed and supported.

"Get up, don't help me!"

Elder Jin Chi waved his hand, his tone was a little impatient, and the two children hurriedly retreated.

He looked at Xuanzang's brocade robe without raising his head, and muttered, "What a good robe, a good treasure!"

"Ahem...... I'm sorry to surprise this mage!"

He swallowed his saliva, forcibly pulled his gaze out of Xuanzang's robe, and said with a calm and relaxed look: "Amitabha, Lao Gu Tian is the old master of this Guanyin Zen Temple, called Jinchi, I heard that the little ones said that there is a master from the Tang Dynasty, so I moved my body to come out to see it." ”

Xuanzang said in his heart: "This old man pretends to be a true image, covets the little monk's robe and pretends not to care!"

Xuanzang didn't lose half a point on the surface, and said apologetically with a smile: "Build Baoshan lightly, I don't know what to do, forgive my sins!"

Elder Jin Chi raised his hand and hurriedly said, "Don't dare, don't dare!"

His eyes wandered, and he looked at the robe that Xuanzang was wearing from time to time, and his saliva was about to run down.

"Master, how much distance is there from Dongtu?" Elder Jin Chi widened his eyes and tilted his head to ask, as if he was really interested, but he looked around uncontrollably.

Xuanzang wanted to laugh a little when he saw it, it was really embarrassing for this old man, he obviously loved Bao very much, but because of his identity, he could only forcibly pretend not to squint.

"Out of the border of Chang'an, there are more than 5,000 miles, through the two boundary mountains, a small apprentice, all the way, through the country of Xifanha, another five or six thousand miles, before arriving at your place. Xuanzang recalled in his mind and said.

Hearing this, Elder Jin Chi couldn't help but sigh, "In this way, it is thousands of miles away." My disciple has spent his life in vain, and he has never gone out of the mountain gate. ”

"Old courtyard master, how long is your life?"

When Elder Jin Chi heard this, his face flashed with joy, but his face sighed: "If you pinch your fingers, you are already two hundred and seventy years old." ”

Xuanzang was surprised, "How many mortals have to live?"

"Lao Wei is also lucky, he has Baodan, if there is no disaster, he will naturally have a long life. Elder Jin Chi frowned, and his expression seemed quite complacent.

Sun Wukong laughed when he heard this, and said to himself: "At this age, I am still my grandson!"

When Xuanzang heard this, he laughed in his heart, this Monkey King is indeed much older than this old monk, but it is a bit too much to say that Wandai is a grandson.

However, being able to scratch this old man makes Xuanzang feel interesting.

"Wukong, Hugh is rude!"

Although it was stopped, there was encouragement in his eyes, Sun Wukong understood it in seconds, covered his mouth and smiled teasingly.

My master's inside was opened, and the cliff was black.

The monk next to him asked angrily: "This monk talks like this, so how old are you?"

Sun Wukong jumped in front of everyone in the air, pinched his fingers inexplicably, and said: "If you count the different days in the sky and on the ground, your grandfather Sun and I are now more than a thousand years old!"

The waiter monk was shocked, "What kind of crazy thing are you talking about, how can people live for so long!"

"Harm! If you don't believe it, you won't inquire about who my grandson is!"

Xuanzang waved his hand at this time and motioned for Sun Wukong to stop, but Elder Jinchi was surprised: "Master Xuanzang, what your apprentice said is the truth?"