The monarch and the minister were frightened upstairs, and the merchant was timid and busy when he heard the sound. The heavy thunder and flash, ping pong, like the momentum of the earth cracking and landslide, bluffing the people of the city, burning incense in every household, and turning paper into every house.

Sun Wukong saw that the king and the hundred officials below were stunned by the thunder and lightning, and laughed and said: "Old Deng, take a closer look for me, and beat those corrupt officials and disobedient and unfilial children to death to show the public!"

The thunder really became more and more deafening, and the lightning slashed through the void, and I don't know if anyone was killed?

Sun Wukong didn't delay, and pointed the iron rod upward.

Long Shi ordered, and the rain was overflowing.

The momentum is like a silver man pouring into the sky, and it is like a cloud flowing through the sea gate.

The sound of the building is dripping, and the sound outside the window is Xiaoxiao. The Milky Way in the sky is pouring out, and the white waves are surging in front of the street.

It is like an urn to pick up, and it is like a pot poured. The lonely village will be full of houses, and the wild shore wants to level the bridge.

The real mulberry field turned into the sea, and suddenly the land shore rolled waves. Shenlong took this opportunity to help, lifting the Yangtze River to look down.

The king and the officials were surprised and delighted, Sun Wukong saw that the golden cicada had already built a canopy on his head, and he couldn't get rain, he deliberately showed off, accepted the iron rod, and laughed and joked with Zhu Bajie and Sha Monk.

In the sky, the five rain gods did not see Sun Wukong's stick pointing again, the wind and clouds, thunder and lightning rain did not dare to stop, it was still a violent wind, dark clouds were full of dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and torrential rain was pouring out.

This rain, from the hour of the hour, continued to fall until about noon, and it rained inside and outside the city, the water filled the streets, and the rivers were full.

When the king saw that the rain was still coming, he hurriedly sent a message: "Enough rain! Enough rain!

Downstairs in Wufeng, the official hurriedly ran over in the rain and reported to the two of Jin Chanzi's master and apprentice: "Holy monk, the rain is enough!"

Sun Wukong listened, and then pointed the golden hoop stick up again. In an instant, the thunder ceased to sound, the electricity ceased to flash, the wind ceased to blow, the clouds blew away, the rain ceased to cease, the sky was clear, and the red sun was in the sky.

The officials couldn't help but praise: "Good monk! This is exactly the strongest of the strong! That is, our national teacher asks for rain, although it is effective, but when it is sunny, the drizzle will still fall for half a day, and the sky is still not very refreshing." Why is it that this monk wants to be sunny, and the sun rises in an instant, and there is no cloud?"

The king sat on the Wufeng Tower, thinking to himself, these monks who went to the west to worship the Buddha really have some skills, so it is better not to offend them. If they are offended, there are four of them, and the three national teachers are not strong in numbers, but I am afraid that they may not be able to lower them?

When the king thought of this, he asked someone to bring the customs clearance documents of Jin Chanzi and others, so he wanted to replace the customs documents and send the four Tang monks away.

When the three old Taoist priests saw this, they became anxious: If Tang Seng and the others were allowed to leave like this, wouldn't it seem that they had been victorious? In this way, everyone in the whole country would say that the Taoist family was inferior to Buddhism, and the Taoist priest was inferior to the monks! Perhaps the king would no longer favor the three because of this. Even, the hard work of the past 20 years to make the Taoist flourishing in the Chechi Kingdom will be in vain! If Buddhism rises again in the Chechi Kingdom, the Taoism will weaken. In that case, what face will you have to go back to see your master, and what face will you have to live in the world again?

The three old Taoist priests all came forward to stop the king with a sad heart: "Your Majesty, wait! This rain is not the credit of the monk at all, but the power of my Daomen." “

"You just said that the dragon king is not at home, there is no rain, he walked up, prayed with meditation, and the rain came down, why is it not their credit?

Huli Daxian hurriedly said: "Your Majesty doesn't know: I went to the altar and sent documents, burned the talisman, and struck the token, so who would dare not come to the Dragon King? It's just that there may be people from other places who invited them first, and the five divisions of wind and clouds, thunder, lightning and rain were not there, and as soon as they heard my order, they came later, and I just happened to come down, and he happened to go up, and he hit this opportunity for a while, so there was rain." Fundamentally, how can the rain from the dragon I invited be counted as his achievement?"

When the king heard this, he was skeptical: It also makes sense, even if this monk has some side magic, can he really defeat the national teacher?

Just as he was about to ask Huli Daxian what to do, Sun Wukong came over, only to see him clasping his palms together, looking like a monk, and came over to play: "Your Majesty, these side door spells of asking for rain are not considered to be any merits, so you don't have to fight for mine first." Now that the Dragon King of the Four Seas is still in the air, I haven't let them go, and they don't dare to go back. In this way, if the national teacher can call the dragon king to appear, it will be considered his credit. “

When the king heard this, he became curious, and said, "The widow has been an emperor for twenty-three years, and he has never seen what a living dragon looks like. The two of you have their own magic powers, regardless of the monk's path, and those who can call it are considered meritorious. Those who can't be called out are guilty. “

When Huli Daxian heard this, he was stunned on the spot! He had only cultivated the Dao Fa, but he was not a true god yet. Although the Dragon King is only a small god of Si Yu, he is also the canonization of the Jade Emperor's imperial pen, and he also has a name in the Heavenly Palace Immortal Spectrum and the roster, where is he who can be called if he wants to? If the Dragon King gives him the face of the Taoist behind him, he may come, but if he doesn't give it, he won't come, and there is no way.

Even if there were, the dragon king didn't dare to come forward when he saw that the great sage was here.

Huli Daxian stayed for a while, and saw that the king and Sun Wukong were looking at him, so he had no choice but to harden his head and shout a few times to the sky: "Dragon King of the Four Seas, please show up!"

After shouting a few times, the Dragon King saw Sun Wukong below, and he didn't dare to come out. Huli Daxian had a red face, and retreated and sat down, admitting that he couldn't call the Dragon King.

The king looked at Sun Wukong: "That monk, you call down and take a look!"

Sun Wukong raised his head and shouted: "Where is Ao Guang?

When the dragon king heard the call, he was busy with himself. Four dragons, in mid-air, mist through the clouds, flew towards the Jinluan Palace.

But see: soaring changes, circling the fog and clouds. The jade claws are hooked white, and the silver scales dance brightly.

The beard flutters and the roots are cool, and the horns are tall and clear. Knock on the forehead Cui Wei, round eyes are bright. The hidden is unpredictable, and the flying is unevaluable. Pray for rain at any time, even if the weather is fine. This is the spirit and the holy dragon elephant, auspicious and colorful around the palace.

"Little God, here. I don't know what the Great Sage commanded. ”

The king below hurriedly burned incense upstairs, bowed down with a hundred officials, and kowtowed to the top.

After bowing, the king said to the sky, "There is a noble body coming, please return, the widow will be rewarded another day." “

The Dragon King of the Four Seas was silent and did not leave, just waiting for Sun Wukong to give orders.

Sun Wukong looked at everyone and said with a smile: "Everyone go back, this king will thank you another day!

Only then did the Dragon King of the Four Seas hide his true body, and in mid-air, he said goodbye to the other myths and went back.

When the king saw that the dragon king was gone, he got up, wiped his cold sweat, and didn't dare to keep Sun Wukong and the others, so he took the king's treasure seal and stamped it on the Guan Wen, and he was going to give it to the golden cicada and let him go west. I thought to myself, even the dragon king had to look at the monkey's face, so it was better to let them go as soon as possible, so as not to anger the gods.

The three old Taoist priests had been discussing below, and when they saw that the king was about to let Tang Seng and the others go, they all knelt down together.

The king was taken aback: The three national teachers have never knelt down, what is the matter today? Hurriedly walked down and put his hands together, and asked, "How did the national teacher perform this great gift today?"

Huli Daxian said: "Your Majesty, we have come here to support Sheji, protect the country and the people, and work hard for 20 years! Today, this monk has sold his mana, robbed the credit, and ruined our reputation. Your Majesty forgave them for murder with a single rain, how can we be so reckless? I hope Your Majesty will keep his Guan Wen, so that our brothers can gamble with him again!"

When the king heard that he was going to gamble again, he hurriedly said: "National teacher, how dare a widow despise the national teacher? It's just that these Dongtu monks, unlike our monks, have some evil laws. The widow is worried that they will be left behind, but they will become a scourge!"

Huli Daxian said: "Your Majesty, rest assured, we have our own way to defeat him, only ask Your Majesty not to let him go." “

The king had no choice but to accept Guan Wen, and asked with some anxiety: "National teacher, how do you want to bet with him?"

Sun Wukong didn't stop, and pointed the stick up again.

Lei Gong and Dianmu met, one beating the drum and the other looking in the mirror.

Lei Gong was furious and rode the fire beast down the sky.

The electric mother was angry, and the golden snake left the fighting mansion.

The thunderbolt shattered the Iron Fork Mountain, and the red silk flashed and flew out of the East Sea.

Whirring faintly rolling cars, Ye Ye Huang Huang Huang floating rice. The spirit of all things has changed, and how many insect stings have been opened.

Huli Daxian confidently said to the king: "I bet with him on zazen." ”

"National teacher, this move is bad!" the king shook his head, "That monk is from Zen Buddhism, and he must know Zen before he dares to ask for scriptures, why don't you bet with him on anything else, but you want to bet on zazen?"

"Your Majesty rest assured!" Huli Daxian said with a smile, "My zazen meditation is more unusual than usual, and it has a name, called the Cloud Ladder Manifestation." ”

"What is a ladder apparition?"

Tiger "to a hundred tables, fifty to make a meditation platform, one by one stacked, when going up, not to climb up with your hands, not to climb up the ladder, to drive a cloud, fly up to the high platform and sit down, agree not to move for a few hours, the first move is to lose. ”

In the king's heart, the three national teachers kept his country and the people safe, and the wind and rain were smooth, and these four monks were just passers-by, of course he hoped that the national teachers could win.

Hearing the national teacher say that zazen can defeat the monk, the king was overjoyed and asked the four of Jin Chanzi loudly: "That monk, my teacher wants to bet with you on the cloud ladder to appear in zazen, which one of you will?"

When Sun Wukong heard about zazen, he didn't answer.

Zhu Bajie saw that the situation was not right, and asked out loud: "Brother Monkey, why don't you speak?"

"Brother, I can't hide it, if you kick the sky and make a well, stir up the sea and turn the river, take the mountain to catch the moon, move the stars and change the bucket, I can do all kinds of clever things. Even if I cut off my head and chop my brain, I don't know if I cut my stomach and cut out my heart. It's just that I'm going to lose this zazen. You know, where do I have this sitting nature? You just lock me to an iron pillar, and I have to climb up and down, don't think about sitting still. ”

It turned out that Sun Wukong was worried.