"Why do you always like to suddenly appear behind others?" said Liu'er with a look of disgust.

"What, you don't like it?"

"Cut!

Liu'er looked disdainful, turned around and left.

"Fight righteously and draw a sword to help. You are a hero to that little monk. Why, aren't you worried that he's being bullied in the house?"

"What are you worried about, he is voluntary, what does it matter to me! There are more people who are bullied in the world, and there is no more than him, and there is no less than him. Besides, I'm not a hero!"

Six ears said, carrying the stick and staggering away.

Jin Chanzi smiled, beckoned to the canopy and the black wind not far away, and said, "Let's go! If the hour is a little later, you won't be able to eat this breakfast." ”

Jin Chanzi said, leaving quickly.

When he came to the mountain gate, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked in the direction of the compound.

"Master, why don't you leave?"

"Hehe, it seems that Xiao Heshan has succeeded!" The corners of the golden cicada's mouth curled, and his face showed joy.

Tianpeng looked at the face of the golden cicada, and saw the little monk Void walking out of the courtyard, tidying up the monk's clothes, and walking towards another courtyard.

"Hey, it's kind of interesting! This little monk is very persistent. Kind of like ......"

Before she could finish speaking, she stopped.

"If you have anything to say, just say it, don't you just want to say it, it's a bit like me! Hehe, I know it's bitter, but I want to do it, it's really a bit like!"

After the golden cicada finished speaking, he stepped on the steps and walked up.

The stone steps leading to Guanyin Temple are all made of white marble. The fences on both sides were gilded with gold.

However, after yesterday's battle, the white jade turned into gravel, and the gilded fence was also completely destroyed.

The road is extremely difficult to navigate, especially the black wind with luggage on his back and leading a white horse, so he can't use his supernatural powers, so he can only walk.

Originally, it was possible to reach the summit in a few moments, but it took half a pillar of incense.

When he arrived at the temple gate, Hei Feng asked, "Master, why don't you let your apprentice cast a spell?"

Jin Chanzi smiled and said: "We have done this to preach, and the heart of the preacher is also the same! Casting the spell to obtain the Tao is really obscene and powerful, how can we preach the Tao?"

"Oh! Disciple remembered!"

Hei Feng actually didn't understand it too much, and for the demon king who always liked to go straight, it was no different from the heavenly book that he couldn't understand.

After the golden cicada finished speaking, he raised his head and faced the courtyard door.

The gate of the courtyard was seriously damaged, and even the plaque with the three big characters of "Guanyin Temple" that was hung on it before was also smashed.

Jin Chanzi shook his head and said softly: "Tianpeng, you go and slam the door!"

"Yes!"

"Puff puff...... Qiang Qiao...... Squeak ...... Bang dang", several times in succession, the gate collapsed inward, splashing up puffs of dust.

Tianpeng held the knocker in his hand, looked back at the golden cicada embarrassedly, and grinned.

"Master, I, I'm not trying hard!"

Jin Chanzi nodded, took a few steps forward to Jin, raised his hand and said: "Hehe, this is my apprentice, Zhu Bajie!

The golden cicada raised his hand towards the dust and spoke, which made Tianpeng and Black Wind feel puzzled.

In a moment, a gust of wind rose, and several big monks were waving their sleeves vigorously to disperse the dust.

Only then did Tianpeng see that there were more than a dozen monks with monk sticks standing in the courtyard, looking at him in horror.

The image of these monks is more funny, either wrapped around their arms, or holding their heads in white cloth, and the monks' robes are also relatively torn, each one is worse than the other.

The monks gathered into a group, led by an old monk in his fifties, holding a monk's stick in his hand, and asked tremblingly: "He's not a monster, what about the two in the back?"

"Oh, the one in the back is my third disciple, named Hei Feng, and he is not a monster. ”

"Ahh......h Isn't that the Black Wind King of the Black Wind Mountains? That's a big demon! Even he is the apprentice of this blind monk...... What can this blind monk do?"

The black wind often moves around this area, so the reputation is greater, which makes all the monks tremble.

Jin Chanzi looked at the surprised old monk, and then said, "That monkey over there is ......"

Before Jin Chanzi finished speaking, Liu'er interjected: "I'm not his apprentice, I'm just a companion." By the way, I'm a demon!"

When the six ears spoke, they deliberately made it bad, their fangs poked out, and their eyes were full of murderous energy, and they looked at the old monk fiercely.

"Oh, hurry up, get ready!"

The old monk looked at Liu'er's eyes, then shivered, shouted nervously, commanded the monk behind him, and aimed his stick at Liu'er.

Jin Chanzi looked at Liu'er and said, "They are already miserable, you monkey is really troublesome!"

"Hey, hey, boring, have some fun!"

Jin Chanzi shook his head and quickly explained: "Although he is not my disciple, he is not a harmful monster either. Masters, don't worry too much!"

In fact, there is no need for Jin Chanzi to explain, in the eyes of these monks, monkeys, wild boars, and black bears are not demons, so can they still be immortals?

However, this Buddha shoe town cultivator or demon cultivator, often haunts, monks are accustomed to it. If it weren't for the slaughter of the city yesterday, the monks wouldn't have been so afraid.

Now for them, as long as they don't harm the monastery.

The old monk looked at the golden cicada's kind face, and when he spoke, his expression was peaceful, and then he put his mind at ease and asked: "Oh, that's the case! Then I don't know what the master is called, what is the matter with coming to my Guanyin Temple?"

"The little monk is called Xuanzang, a monk from the Jinshan Temple of the Tang Dynasty in the East Tu, and went to the West Tianling Mountain to preach the Tao. ”

Jin Chanzi's words, few numbers, and a calm tone, made the monks in the temple stunned.

"Master, he, what did he say? He wants to go to the West Heaven to preach? He can't do it!"

"That's right, a blind monk actually wants to go up to the Buddha of Lingshan and sell the Dharma, it's really unreasonable!"

"Hmph, what kind of Tang Dynasty monk is it, I think it's a foot monk. I want to take advantage of the fall of our temple and take the opportunity to make some profits!"

For Buddhist disciples, Xitian Lingshan is a holy place in their hearts, and no one is allowed to despise and desecrate. Even rhetorical rhetoric can cause public outrage.

If it weren't for the disaster suffered yesterday, and the three big demons standing behind the golden cicada, these monks would have stepped forward a long time ago, tied them up, and escorted them to the precept hall to punish the crime.

The old monk was also very angry when he heard Jin Chanzi's words, but after all, he had been involved in Buddhism for many years, and he still had some determination.

"Well, you can't wait!"

After hearing this, the disciples looked at each other and closed their voices.

"Lingshan preached, hehe, the monks don't speak, Master Xuanzang, this is too much!" The old monk's face sank, staring at the golden cicada and asked.

Jin Chanzi smiled and said: "Hehe, Buddhism originates from Taoism, Taoism originates from heaven and earth, you and I are between heaven and earth, life is a gift from heaven, death is a gift to the earth, it is one, what can not be said?"

"This, this...... Although Buddhism is later than Taoism, Buddhism is boundless and has long transcended the Three Realms. If I am a Buddha, I am even more in the realm of 'no heart'. Since you and I are disciples of Buddhism, how can we ignore the system and talk about Buddhism in vain. What kind of Buddhahood do you have, and have you also reached the realm of 'mindlessness'? Otherwise, with only a pair of blind eyes, what qualifications do you have to preach?" the old monk was asked by the golden cicada, first stunned, and then said angrily.

The old monk felt that what he said was reasonable, and decided that the golden cicada was speechless, waiting to see his embarrassment.

Jin Chanzi shook his head and replied: "I have been watching Master Zen and enlightenment for more than 40 years, why are I still obsessed with the things in front of me. 'Dharma without mind', forgetting everything, only Buddha in the heart. Dare to ask, without anger, without joy, without sorrow, without happiness, is it really the Elysium? If that is the case, why do you have to lament the destruction of your monastery, isn't this contrary to the Dharma you are cultivating? You see that I am blind, but I see that you are blind in heart!"