Zhu Bajie asked, "Do you know where the Bodhisattva is practicing?"

"If you go south for two or three thousand miles, you will see a small Mount Meru, where Lingji Bodhisattva practiced. Tang Song said.

"But the old pig is worried that even if he arrives at the Little Sumeru Mountain, the Lingji Bodhisattva may not come to see me in person!" Zhu Bajie said with a worried face.

Tang Song frowned, "You just need to say that you came to see you on the order of the scripture person, and the Lingji Bodhisattva will definitely come to see you." ”

"Wouldn't it be better to let Brother Monkey go, you can come back in the blink of an eye, and the transformation technique is far more proficient than the old pig. Zhu Bajie muttered reluctantly, although he was already convinced by Tang and Song, the character in his bones could not be changed, and the first thing to consider when he encountered something was how to hide in the back.

Tang Song saw that Sun Wukong also looked over, and hurriedly coughed lightly and said: "Wukong has other important matters, and this matter must be done by you in person." ”

Zhu Bajie sighed, nodded helplessly, and said: "In this case, the old pig will go to the Little Sumeru Mountain, a distance of only two or three thousand miles, and it will only take an hour to return, and the elder only needs to wait patiently." ”

"Don't say anything when you see the Bodhisattva, just see clearly and run, so as not to miss anything. Tang Song said uneasily.

"Elder rest assured!" Zhu Bajie flew into the air, his two ears waving in the wind, like two wings of flesh, and disappeared from view with a slight fanning.

"Where are we going?" Looking at Zhu Bajie's departing figure, Sun Wukong stretched his waist and asked lazily.

"Ahead is the Green Shade Country, let's go there and wait for Bajie to come back. Tang Song replied.

"What are you doing there?" Sun Wukong curious.

Tang Song smiled and said nothing, and said in his heart that he was naturally going to get the task! The catastrophe in the Journey to the West also needs to be triggered, and it is definitely not possible to go up and kill the monsters indiscriminately, otherwise Tang Song simply waited in Chang'an, gave Sun Wukong a strategy, and asked him to kill all the familiar monsters along the way, and then go to learn the scriptures, wouldn't it be more convenient?

Touching the hot merit orb in his arms, Tang Song sighed, whether he can succeed this time or not, it is up to him to do so!

......

Besides, Zhu Bajie, fanning two Zhaofeng ears all the way to the south, flew out of two or three thousand miles in less than half an hour, and sure enough, he saw a fairy mountain in front of him, with clouds and mist, and the aura was compelling, and it was indeed a wonderful place to practice.

Zhu Bajie let out a sigh of relief, this mountain should be the little Sumeru Mountain, hurriedly flew into the mountain, and looked at it from afar, and sure enough, he saw a Zen temple in the mountain col.

Zhu Bajie was determined in his heart, knowing that this must be the dojo of the Lingji Bodhisattva, and hurriedly fell down the clouds and walked towards the dojo.

Outside the door, a group of monks suddenly saw a ferocious-looking boar spirit descending from the sky, swaying and walking towards this side, they were all startled, and they raised their long sticks in their hands, looking at Zhu Bajie as if they were facing a great enemy.

"That monster, you know that this is the place where my Bodhisattva practices, don't come here to be presumptuous!" A monk twisted his eyebrows and shouted loudly, just the so-called seven officials in front of the prime minister's door, listening to the scriptures and chanting Buddha in the Lingji Bodhisattva dojo all the year round, the vision is naturally different, and the monsters are not in their hearts.

"Dare to ask, this is the dojo of Lingji Bodhisattva?" Zhu Bajie stopped and asked politely.

"Yes, since you know it, you don't want to retreat quickly!"

"Amitabha, the Buddha said that all living beings are equal, and the old pig made a special trip to see the Bodhisattva, not to make trouble. Zhu Bajie clasped his hands together, recalled Tang Song's confession, and said with a fake look.

"Amitabha. Seeing that although Zhu Bajie looked vicious, he spoke politely and seemed to believe in Buddhism, and the monks looked a little pale, and bowed back one after another.

"What are you looking for my Bodhisattva?" a monk asked curiously.

"I am the protector of the Eastern Tang Dynasty Sanzang Master, this time I passed through here, and I made a special trip to meet the Bodhisattva on the order of my elder, and I hope you will convey one or two. Zhu Bajie looked kind and airy.

"In that case, please wait a moment. A little monk walked quickly into the monastery and went straight to the lecture hall.

At this time, in the lecture hall, an old monk sat in the middle, it was the Lingji Bodhisattva, one hand tapped the golden pan, slowly recited the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and spit out the lotus Buddha sound, a majestic.

At this time, the little monk knocked on the door and walked in slowly, bowed down and said: "Bodhisattva, a fat-headed and big-eared wild boar spirit came from outside the Zen Temple, claiming to be the protector of the Sanzang Master of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and made a special trip to meet the Bodhisattva on the order of his elders. ”

"Oh?"

Lingji Bodhisattva was stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he secretly thought to himself in his heart, what did the ninth generation of the golden cicada mean by sending someone to the door?

Thinking of the samadhi divine wind that made heaven and earth change color, Lingji Bodhisattva smiled at the corner of his mouth, presumably the monkey head had already suffered the hardships of the divine wind at this time!

I didn't see it, but after thinking about it, the one outside the door should be the reincarnation of Tian Peng, plus the monkey who holds a grudge, I am afraid that he will have to listen to the orders of the Buddha in the future, and it is not too much, so he nodded and ordered the little monk to invite Zhu Bajie here.

"This benefactor, my Bodhisattva is invited. ”

Zhu Bajie was waiting outside the door, and when he saw the little monk running out to greet him, he was overjoyed, and the elder's explanation was finally completed.

As soon as I walked into the lecture hall, I saw an old monk wearing a golden crown greet him, and said with a smile: "It turned out that Tianpeng was coming, I don't know why I came this time?"

Zhu Bajie didn't say a word, his two little eyes stared straight at Lingji Bodhisattva, looking up and down, from the inside to the outside, and circled around the Bodhisattva a few times, sometimes frowning and thinking, sometimes shaking his head and sighing.

Lingji Bodhisattva looked confused, subconsciously straightened his clothes, and was just about to open his mouth to ask, when he saw Zhu Bajie striding in front of him, staring at the Bodhisattva's face face as if he wanted to imprint it in his mind.

Lingji Bodhisattva looked uncomfortable, tried his best to maintain an embarrassed but polite smile, and it was the first time that he felt such a 'shame' feeling after attaining the bodhisattva fruit position for thousands of years, as if he had returned to his ignorant youth, which was really good......

Ten minutes passed, just when Lingji Bodhisattva was about to endure it anymore, he saw Zhu Bajie take a step back suddenly, Lingji Bodhisattva let out a sigh, recited the Buddha's name, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, Marshal Tianpeng——"

"Whoosh!"

Lingji Bodhisattva: "......"

The picture seemed to be still, and Lingji Bodhisattva was like a stone statue fixed in place, and it took a long time to react.

Looking at the back of Zhu Bajie hurriedly driving away from the clouds, Lingji Bodhisattva blinked, looking inexplicable, what is this thing here for?

"Bodhisattva—"

The monks in the room also looked confused, feeling as if they had watched an inexplicable pantomime, and looked at Lingji Bodhisattva hesitantly, not knowing what to do.

"Well, leave him alone. Lingji Bodhisattva waved his hand helplessly, sat back on the lotus platform, tapped the golden pan, and the sound of chanting resounded through the Buddha hall again.