"Okay, why are you crying?"

"Don't blame Lord Bai, the little girl is really ignorant." Seeing this, Zhang Liang frowned, got up and pulled the teary-eyed Zhang Yuhan to the side, and then said to Bai Song, "My lord, I have to go beforehand." ”

Bai Song looked at Zhang Yuhan and felt a long-lost sense of familiarity in her.

It was a little strange at first, but then I figured it out.

The older girl in the eyes of everyone is in the prime of life in the eyes of Bai Song.

This sense of familiarity is to have some feelings with the women in my memory.

At least the age is matched, and the feminine sensations exuded by physical development are closer to those remembered.

There was only a small feeling, but Bai Song didn't say anything, and left Zhang's mansion.

Back at the palace, Bai Song immediately sent someone to inquire about the news.

I heard that it was the great master Xu Hua who came to the capital, and Jian Thirteen was very concerned and wanted to invite Xu Hua over in person.

Xu Hua stayed in the palace for a long time and no conflict broke out.

But after hearing that Xu Hua and Xuanzang left the palace, Xuanzang left Chang'an.

Bai Song waited for an hour, and finally waited for Xu Hua to appear.

Bai Song personally greeted him and saw that Xu Hua's side was Jian Thirteen, and there were obviously people watching him in the distance.

Xu Hua is like this, even though it has been almost twenty years, his name can still touch the heart of the imperial court.

Although he had become a monk, the court did not dare to relax in the slightest.

Bai Song hurriedly stepped forward: "Master, you are finally here." ”

Xu Hua nodded with a smile: "Donor, it's not a good thing for you to meet the poor monk at this time. ”

"Whatever, Master, please."

Bai Song stretched out his hand and pulled Xu Hua, but Xu Hua didn't move, but used a little force, and Bai Song was pulled along.

This was a small temptation, Bai Song still didn't understand, and then Xu Hua smiled lightly and said: "In a few years, the donor has accommodated eighty percent, and it seems that the donor is really a blessed person." ”

"Eighty?"

Bai Song understood that this was testing his skills.

In this regard, Bai Song was not surprised, but it also made Bai Song a little frightened.

Master said it was eighty percent.

And Bai Song always thought that he had absorbed it all.

Where's the rest of the two?

Bai Song wanted to ask, but Xu Hua interrupted: "The poor monk said that he couldn't be your master, because the poor monk couldn't give any guidance to the donor." The transmission of gong can only be experienced by yourself, and you are the only one in the world who has this opportunity. ”

"Senior ......" Jian Thirteen suddenly took two steps forward, "When you are free later, can you give you two moves?" ”

Jian Thirteen is not a brave and ruthless person, but the myth of martial arts is in front of him, and after all, he can't suppress the excitement in his heart and wants to have a fight.

But Xu Hua's answer disappointed him a little.

"The poor monk's skills are nothing, and he is already a useless person, where can he compete with others?"

Jian Thirteen frowned: "The seniors haven't recovered their strength for several years?" ”

"The transmission of merit is irreversible, and if this body of power is scattered, it will be scattered forever, and it will not be able to be made up in time."

Jian Thirteen sighed and looked up and down: "It's me who offended, just now I saw that the senior's pace was light and his breath was gentle, and I thought that the senior's skill was still there." ”

Xu Hua smiled and shook his head: "The poor monk has already said that his seventy years of skill are gone, but no one believes it. Entering the palace today, the court spent a lot of effort. Now there are still people watching behind, which is really redundant. ”

"Master, I will live in the palace in the future, you have given me your skills, and I should let Master have no worries in his old age."

"The poor monks entered Beijing only to spread Buddhism in Chang'an at the behest of their senior brother, and there are many temples in the city, so there is no need to worry about residence."

Bai Song still wanted to say, but then hurriedly invited Xu Hua into the palace to speak.

In the living room of the palace, Bai Song impatiently told some things he had experienced in the past few years, mainly about the changes in his skills.

Xu Hua just listened and didn't give any opinion.

Bai Song said that these were just foreshadowing, and the first question he wanted to know was: "Master, what did Little Master Xuanzang say to you in the palace?" ”

"Senior brother advised the emperor not to be a mystery of the elixir, and told about the immortality in Buddhism."

Bai Song frowned, not very understanding.

"Buddhism's immortality lies in cultivation, not like the elixir of immortality in Taoism. In order to gain the emperor's trust, the senior brother took the poor monk as a guide, so that the emperor could see with his own eyes that the former great master had now converted to Buddhism, and was no longer the Xu Hua who would enter the palace to assassinate him. ”

"Little Master Xuanzang let Master enter Beijing just because of this matter, just to prove that there is no Buddha who cannot be saved?"

"This matter is just an introduction, and the senior brother calculates that this moment is a turning point for the decline of Taoism and the prosperity of Buddhism. In this way, he won the emperor's trust and asked for his own life to cultivate the Dharma for the emperor. From today on, the senior brother has traveled west to practice bitter meditation and seek immortality for the emperor. In exchange, the emperor wanted to promote Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty, just as the agreement between the poor monk and the benefactor was made. ”

"West...... Westbound! ”

Bai Song's brain buzzed, could it be that Journey to the West is real?

Xu Hua continued: "Although the senior brother is young, but his ambitions are ambitious, and extraordinary people can compare, this westward journey will never return, and the emperor is destined to not reach the immortal law." ”

Bai Song thought of the scriptures that the little master handed over to him.

Now that Xuanzang has left Beijing, it proves that it can be opened and watched.

Bai Song hurriedly opened the book, and there were three big characters written on a brand-new cover - "Xuanzang Biography".

There are not many books, and Bai Song can know the general content by simply flipping through them.

This biography of Xuanzang is not a record of Journey to the West, but the predecessor of Xuanzang's little master.

corresponds to the legend of the reincarnation of the golden cicada in Journey to the West.

The book hyped up the task of the reincarnation of the golden cicada and the reincarnation of the world, and the westward journey was to awaken the memory of the previous life, and to return to the west to obtain the method of immortality at the request of the Buddha.

The story is the same as the general context of Journey to the West, and the core of the propaganda is completely different from that of Journey to the West.

In the book, Xuanzang is the absolute protagonist, very mythical and legendary.

Obviously, Master Xuanzang asked him to tell that this book was spread all over the world in order to give himself a mythological color, so that the world would believe that he was the reincarnation of the golden cicada.

Bai Song had been reading the book and gradually frowned.

Xu Hua knew about this "Xuanzang Biography", gave Bai Song a long time to read it, and finally said: "Senior brother gave the poor monk a task, which is to supervise the donor to complete the agreement. This thing is very important to the prosperity of Buddhism, and since the donor agrees, he must not go back. ”

"Master, you have been practicing Buddhism for so many years, but have you really learned anything from the Buddhist scriptures?" Bai Song asked suddenly.

"Why do you ask?"

"Although there are many deceitful people in Taoism, there is something to say in the end, whether it is the internal strength of the heart, the elixir talisman, or the gossip and five elements...... And the words in Buddhism are all ethereal, the little master is all in the book, the world is so ignorant, read all the book, where can you distinguish the true from the false? Is it to deceive the Dharma to thrive? ”