Xuanzang opened his eyes, and in front of him was a imperial doctor, his grandmother and grandfather, and his titular father Chen Guangrui. Xuanzang sat up, felt something strange on his chest, reached out and touched it, took it out and saw that it was a small bronze mirror the size of a palm.

The mysterious Witch Ancestor Mirror Witch Ring!

In the surprised and happy eyes of his grandparents, grandmother, and imperial physician Chen Guangrui and others, Xuanzang's face was indifferent, his eyes were indifferent, as if he didn't know these people at all.

"Child, are you feeling better?" Grandma grabbed Xuanzang's hand.

Xuanzang shook it gently, broke free of his grandmother's hand, and said lightly: "Donor, I am a monk, and I have no chance to do the mundane affairs of my family in the red dust from now on." When he saw that he was not wearing monk's robes, he was wearing soft silk of the finest silk.

"Ladies and gentlemen, where is my monk's robe?"

"Son, here are your robes. Chen Guangrui hurriedly said, he waved his hand, and a maid brought over a square wooden box, opened it, and inside was a neatly stacked monk's robe, monk's hat and monk's shoes.

Xuanzang took the wooden box of monk's clothes, did not avoid it, and changed his clothes on the spot. Yin Kaishan shouted: "Child, Imperial Doctor Hong is here, don't be willful." ”

Xuanzang turned a deaf ear, stripped naked, and changed clothes on the spot. Yin Kaishan was furious, punched and was stopped by Chen Guangrui, his grandmother and others. Xuanzang stripped himself naked, calmly changed into monk's clothes, hats, and shoes, and said to Yin Kaishan with a small round bronze mirror in his hand: "Ladies and gentlemen, this mirror is my own, not the Yin family's. He put the small round mirror close to his body, then bowed and said lightly: "Grandparents, father, this is the last time I call you, from now on I am fated and no longer have anything to do with the Yin family and the Chen family." Grandpa, my mother owes the Yin family a blessing, and she has paid it off with her life. Ladies and gentlemen, the poor monk Xuanzang has a lot of disturbances, good!" he folded his hands, said in a kind voice, lowered his eyebrows, and went straight out.

Yin Kaishan was furious, his grandmother cried, and Chen Guangrui chased him out, but found that he couldn't catch up at all. Along the road, some family members came up to persuade Xuanzang to stop, but Xuanzang pulled them around, fell to the ground, and couldn't get up.

Xuanzang woke up in a coma three months later, and he grew an inch taller, his body was more burly, and his strength was more heavy. Ordinary soldiers, it is difficult to get close to him.

Xuanzang was about to leave the mansion when he suddenly heard a gong outside the gate, and someone shouted: "The holy decree has arrived, and Chen Guangrui, the assassin of Xuanjiang Prefecture, will receive the decree." Then, the eunuchs and maids in the palace and the accompanying forbidden army entered the gate in two rows, and the idlers in the Prime Minister's Mansion avoided each other.

Chen Guangrui came out to chase Xuanzang, just happened to bump into the call of the holy decree, and immediately put the incense case, cleaned his hands, and knelt on the ground to receive the decree.

When the holy decree was announced, the idlers avoided it, and Xuanzang was not allowed to go out and was blocked in the door.

The eunuch on duty read the holy decree loudly, and it turned out that Chen Guangrui was promoted to the position of a bachelor, and he followed the government of the dynasty and lived in a good place. Chen Guangrui kowtowed to thank him, and Yin Kaishan's family came out to say goodbye. Xuanzang saw an opportunity to go out, but was grabbed by the father-in-law who announced the decree, and said with a smile: "Little Master Xuanzang, haha, your body is fine, and your complexion is also very good, congratulations." The Holy Divine commanded me to come and see you, and when I saw you, I was relieved. He took Xuanzang's hand and was extremely affectionate.

Xuanzang was very cold.

"Little Master Xuanzang, don't you remember me, when you and Duke Yun came to the palace to see my Emperor Taizong five months ago, I was by Taizong's side. ”

It turned out that the father-in-law's name was Liu De, a person from Taizong's side. Knowing that Emperor Taizong respects Buddha and likes Xuanzang's little master very much, this time he sent the holy decree to Yinfu, and Emperor Taizong did order him to visit Xuanzang's illness and report it early. He took this opportunity to work hard to get close to Xuanzang.

Xuanzang just wanted to get out immediately, and he hated to fall down this pink-faced guy. He looked at Liu De's free place, gently broke free from Liu De's hand, turned his head and walked away, and stunned Liu De, who was chattering with a smile on his face, on the spot. Yin Kaishan, Chen Guangrui and others hurriedly stepped forward to apologize, and their own Yin family servants invited him to sit inside, presented fragrant tea gifts, and asked his father-in-law to smile.

Xuanzang came out of Yinfu, lowered his head, walked quickly, came to Chang'an Hongfu Temple, worshiped under Master Fazheng, re-entered Buddhism as a humble identity of a new little novice, and made a little novice sweeping the floor!

At night, it was already early in the morning after Xuanzang finished cleaning the fallen leaves in the compound, and all he remembered was reading books and practicing. So he came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and with the consent of Master Fa Yuan, who was guarding the Scripture Pavilion, Xuanzang entered the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to read. As soon as he entered the Scripture Pavilion, the small bronze mirror in his arms emitted hot heat. Xuanzang took out the bronze mirror and saw that the entire scripture pavilion was reflected in the bronze mirror, and even the second to ninth floors of the scripture pavilion that he did not have permission to enter appeared in the bronze mirror. He saw his shadow wandering in each floor of the Scripture Pavilion inside the bronze mirror.

Xuanzang's heart moved, and he suddenly realized that he was already in the bronze mirror, and looking out of the bronze mirror, it was as if he was standing in a small window looking outside.

It turns out that inside the small bronze mirror is a magical space, which can copy the world outside the body into the mirror space, without any difference.

Xuanzang saw that the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the mirror was the same as the one outside, this book was genuine, he was overjoyed, and went straight to the ninth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at the moment, he read a lot, and just wanted to find a book that he had not read to read. The books on the sixth to ninth floors of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are stored, and except for the abbot of Fazheng and a few senior elders in the whole temple, no one else is qualified to enter and read.

However, it was said that Xuanzang came to the ninth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and all the scriptures in it were the true scriptures of the Xuanjing that he had heard from his master, Elder Fa Ming, and Xuanzang was hungry and thirsty, so he sat on the ground and read hard.

I forgot the time when I read it, and I don't know how long it was, until Xuanzang felt that he was very hungry and woke up, and he glanced at it, and the first row of scriptures had been read by him, a total of three sets of ninety-nine books.

Xuanzang was startled, at the speed of reading a book in half an hour, it had been more than forty hours, and if you calculated it casually, four days and four nights had passed.

Xuanzang was in a hurry, he disappeared in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for four days and four nights, this is okay, how to explain to the masters after going out? He was anxious, but found that he had come out of the bronze mirror, and when he opened his eyes, he was on the first floor of the entrance, on the wall, the appearance of the candle dripping did not change much, he walked out cautiously, and the Fa Yuan Master on duty was kind and kind, and said with a smile: "Little Xuanzang, I have finished reading the book in such a short time? It has only been less than half an hour!"

Xuanzang's heart jumped violently, and he said: "Uncle Fayuan-I-I'm anxious." ”

Fa Yuan smiled: "Xiao Xuanzang, I know that you are very talented in cultivation, you have never forgotten the scriptures, you have seen the subtleties, and your understanding is extremely high, which is unheard of, but no matter how good a person's talent is, he also needs to work hard to achieve positive results." If you want to study the scriptures and seek the Dharma, don't be afraid to endure hardships, it's still early before dawn. Evenings are the best time for practitioners to read the scriptures. ”

Xuanzang only made promises, and only then did he realize that he had been in the mirror for a few days and nights, and it had been less than half an hour in the outside world. He came to a secluded place and took out the bronze mirror to see that except for his own shadow, the Scripture Pavilion was gone.

This mysterious bronze mirror could not retain the ontological image of the Scripture Pavilion, and as soon as it left the Scripture Pavilion, the Scripture Pavilion inside the bronze mirror also disappeared.

The next night, Xuanzang went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion early to read. An hour in the bronze mirror is about ten days and ten nights to the outside world. Xuanzang just picked up a scripture, and Wu Zu Wu Yang's voice said: "Xuanzang, Wenchan, you have been able to prove the fruit position of Sutuo Huan, you must now practice martial arts, both civil and military cultivation, not ordinary people can do it, but you are extremely talented, just civil and military double cultivation, half the result." ”

"Whether it is to enter Zen with literature or into Zen with martial arts, the later period will be the same way, it is better to concentrate on a little faster progress. ”

"No, you're wrong, in fact, whether it's Wenchan or Wuzen, it's biased and not perfect, and the real practice is both civil and military. From now on, I'll teach you how to do it. ”

When the words fell, the scriptures in Xuanzang's hand became Wuchan. Looking at it, all the scriptures have become the titles of Wu Chan books.