Chapter Seventy-One: Worship When You Meet a Buddha

Watching Guanyin Bodhisattva whispering to Tang Seng, Sun Wukong in the distance was expressionless, looking at the sky, seemingly indifferent.

In fact, with a sneer in his heart, this bodhisattva must not be at ease, it must be that he is teaching Tang Seng the tight mantra, otherwise he would not be so protective of me.

After a while, the Bodhisattva handed Tang Seng a cloth bag, encouraged Tang Seng again, set off to return to the Purple Bamboo Forest, and glanced at Sun Wukong before leaving.

Tang Seng sent the Bodhisattva away, and then looked at Sun Wukong, I didn't know what to do for a while, just now the Bodhisattva gave himself a magic weapon, and asked him to use the magic weapon to control the Monkey King, so that he could help him learn scriptures from the west with peace of mind.

But Wukong is now very relieved to protect me, and he still has the grace of saving his life, how can he treat others like this, after thinking about it, Tang Seng stuffed the package given by the Bodhisattva directly under the salute, and never took it out again.

Holding the dragon horse with one hand, Tang Seng came to the front of Sun Wukong.

"Fortunately, the Bodhisattva took care of it, got this dragon horse, and there was one more leg strength in the future, the matter is over, how should we get through this place?"

Looking at the huge eagle stream, Tang Seng began to worry and habitually asked Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong watched Tang Seng put away the hoop, and never mentioned half a point to him, his heart was a little warm, this monk still knows how to be grateful.

"With such a big mountain stream, there should be a mountain god land to live in, so I'll ask them to find a raft and cross you over. ”

It's rare for Sun Wukong to speak so well, Tang Seng was stunned, and hurriedly nodded yes.

I saw Sun Wukong reciting the mantra of detention, and within a moment, all the gods and spirits within a hundred miles of this place were detained.

At one time, more than ten mountain gods and lands, dressed differently, with questions on their faces, showed their bodies one after another.

"Lao Tzu is the Monkey King, you find a raft and find a way to safely send Tang Seng across the deep pool, if there is a little bit of a pool, you will all be buried together. ”

Sun Wukong's breath flashed at the top of Taiyi, and these frightened mountain gods hurriedly knelt down to say goodbye, and then worked together to cut down trees, and after a while, they made a raft.

Tang Seng led the dragon horse on the raft, a mountain god was responsible for supporting the pulp, and the others were guarding beside him, for fear that Tang Seng would make a little mistake, and safely escorted Tang Seng through the deep pool and through the Eagle Stream.

Sun Wukong took a step, performed the skill of pedaling Ping to cross the water, stepped on the pond all the way, and also walked over, and then retreated from the land of the mountain gods, and continued to go west with Tang Seng.

This walk, it is another two months, along the way with the stars and the moon, overcoming thorns and thorns, fortunately the great sage opened the way, I have never seen tigers, leopards and jackals, and it is stable.

In March, the spring flowers bloom, Tang Seng rode the dragon horse, there was an ancient temple in front of him from afar, it was majestic and magnificent, the pines and cypresses were planted on both sides of the road, lush and green, and there were more birds chirping in the trees from time to time, full of vitality.

"Wukong, the front is like a temple, out of Chang'an, I made a wish, every temple to burn incense, meet the Buddha to worship the Buddha, meet the tower sweeping the tower, since I met today, I will go in to pay homage. ”

Tang Seng was anxious to worship the Buddha, and opened his mouth to ask Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong had seen this temple a long time ago, and after a careful look, he didn't see any demonic energy, it was not a monster, it should be nothing serious, nodded and followed Tang Seng to the door of the temple.

Raise your eyes and see, four big characters are written outside the mountain gate, which is "Guanyin Zen Temple".

It turned out to be here! The old monk is quite good at finding disaster for himself.

"This is Guanyin Bodhisattva's family property, let's go, monk, let's go in and eat her, drink her, don't be polite to her. ”

Tang Seng was accustomed to Sun Wukong's tone, so he could only shake his head helplessly, confess his guilt again and again, and follow Sun Wukong into the mountain gate one after another.

In front of the main hall of the temple, several small monks wearing monk's clothes were sweeping the floor, and saw Tang Seng leading a white horse, followed by a young man dressed as a walker, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute and ask questions.

"I don't know where the elders come from, where they are going, what are you doing when they come to my meditation monastery. ”

Tang Seng hurriedly replied: "I came from the Tang Dynasty in the East Soil, and I want to go to the West Heaven Da Lei Yin Temple to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures. ”

The monk in front of him is solemn, the white horse is majestic, the walker behind is heroic and strong, at first glance it is not an ordinary monk, the little monk in front of the hall led the Tang monk into the main hall, to worship my Buddha, Sun Wukong let Ryoma find a place to rest, and also followed into the hall.

During the Tang monk's visit to the Buddha statue, there were monks in the temple to inform the master, not long after, the master of the temple led several big monks to walk in front, and a few small monks behind came to the hall with an old monk, and Tang Seng talked.

"The elder is from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, as far as the old man knows, this place is thousands of miles away from my Guanyin Monastery, and the elder has worked hard all the way. ”

The old monk was the first to speak to Tang Seng.

"In order to go to the Buddha of the Great Leiyin Temple of the West Tianling Mountain to seek the true scriptures, this suffering is nothing, only practice. ”

Tang Seng looked at the old monk opposite and replied politely.

This old monk, looking at his appearance, should be very old, and the monks around him, including the head of the courtyard, all call the old monk his ancestor, so Tang Seng did not dare to slack off, and talked with the old monk from time to time.

From the conversation, it can be known that this old monk is still very profound about Buddhism, has been meditating on Buddhism for more than 260 years, Buddhism is profound, only one thing, this old monk is particularly fond of rare treasures, from his clothing can be seen.

The old monk's hat is inlaid with precious cat's eye gems, and the robe is also silk and satin, painted with gold and silver, and the cane in his hand is embedded with mica, shining, this set, there is no thousand eight hundred taels of silver can not come down.

Seeing the two of them chatting about Buddhism, Sun Wukong next to him skimmed, he was not interested, so he began to look around, wandering overseas, looking at it, and suddenly smiled.

The old monk is also very happy today, to meet a foreign monk with profound Buddhism, to discuss Buddhism together, he also benefited a lot, so he took the initiative to keep Tang Seng and his party to stay here for one night, and ordered the monks below to prepare to eat, to entertain Tang Seng and Sun Wukong.

After a while, the little monk below came with a gold plate and a silver plate to eat, and poured fragrant tea for Tang Seng with a jade pot, which opened Tang Seng's eyes and called it a beautiful food, which was very rare.

The old monk smiled in his mouth, shook his head again and again, and called himself a small country Fanbang, where did the treasures come from, but Tang Seng came from the Tang Dynasty, there must be treasures, and I hope to take them out and appreciate them.

Although Tang Seng is a monk, he knows the truth that wealth is not exposed, and hurriedly said that the road is far away and he has never carried treasures.

"Monks can't speak, don't you have a brocade robe in your bag, take it out and let this old monk gain knowledge. ”

Sun Wukong smiled evilly and encouraged him in the back.