Fantasy: My Tang Monk played Journey to the West badly and shocked the Three Realms

Seeing the monk running back quickly, Sun Wukong looked flustered and couldn't help but said.

"What's wrong with this monk, don't we just eat two meals from them, is it worth running away so quickly?"

Tang Seng smiled knowingly: "You will know in a while, this time we don't have to hide it, let's make it public, and there will be a good show."

"Master, I can't wait now! Sun Wukong scratched his head excitedly."

"Calm down, calm down, pay attention to gentleness, we are from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, we must speak carefully, have a sense of proportion, and don't be looked down upon by others."

The two stood in the Daxiong Hall of Guanyin Temple. Not long after, the monk he ran away rushed over again.

Behind him were several people in gorgeous monk robes, who clasped their hands together and saluted Tang Seng: "Master, the old master of my family welcomes you!"

Tang Seng followed the crowd into the abbot, and a young boy came tremblingly with the help of an old monk who could no longer grow old.

Tang Seng swept his eyes and felt that this old monk was completely different from other monks around him.

It seems that between his forehead, there is a very strange, very strange airflow slowly rotating.

This old monk should have died long ago, because someone used some secret formula to seal his soul, which made it impossible for the soul to escape.

This kind of evil magic appeared in Guanyin Temple. This Guanyin claims to be omnipotent.

There are monsters that she doesn't know are making trouble in her temple?
He really didn't know or was just pretending to be stupid. How did this Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva take care of her monastery and manage the monks who enshrine her?
Besides, you are a girl, let a group of elders practice in your monastery, and look at your bright eyes all day long, can you really sleep?
What kind of eminent monks can be produced in such a monastery, and they don't obey women's morals at all.

This is a bit too open. If you ask me, this Guanyin Temple should not exist at all.

You Guanyin Bodhisattva should be in the nunnery. This is the case in Dongtu Tang Dynasty. After leaving Dongtu Tang Dynasty, you will be enthusiastic and unrestrained?It is simply unreasonable!

It seems that if I don't give you some ruthlessness, you really don't know how narrow-minded I, Chen Xuanzang, are!
At this time, the tea was served, and the two parties sat down as the guests of honor, and then Tang Seng observed the old monk.

The old monk was dressed very gorgeously, and the hat on his head turned out to be an opal, which shone brightly in the afterglow of the setting sun.

He is wearing a monk's robe, which is made of silk and satin, and the patterns on it are all woven from the feathers of emerald birds.

An emerald bird can only use very few feathers, and it takes at least hundreds of emerald birds to embroider his monk robe.

The old monk looked merciful on the outside, but he also seemed to be a cruel master in his heart.

Look at his shoes, which are inlaid with precious stones, and there is a walking stick by his hand.

The entire crutch is carved from a piece of exquisite jade, with clouds and stars looming on it, and it is also a low-level magic weapon.

The old monk was wrinkled, a little weak, and seemed to have reached the end of his life.

But there seemed to be a prehistoric beast hidden in his body, which didn't match this old monk at all.

"I heard that the holy monk came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, so I came here to see what kind of heroic figure the heavenly monk is in our mind.

When I see it now, it really looks dignified, and I am really envious of the old monk. "

Tang Seng hurriedly said politely: "Come far, you are so abrupt, please trouble the old master, forgive me, forgive me!"

The old monk said: "Everyone who comes from afar is a guest, and the monks and monks in the world are all one family. It is a little strange for the holy monk to say this.

We live in a remote place among valleys and valleys. I don't know how far the holy monk has traveled from the east to this place? "

Tang Seng said: "That's what you see."

Sun Wukong said: "The territory of the Tang Dynasty is of course calculated from the border."

Everyone quickly said: "Yes, according to the border, if you enter the border of Datang, you will enter Datang."

"It makes sense to say that. If I say this, I have traveled about five or six thousand miles from the border to come here.
It took two months to get here from Liangjie Mountain. "

"It's already far away. It's better to be a young man. An old man like me will be out of breath after walking a little bit, and his whole body will fall apart."

In order to confirm, Tang Seng asked if he was the same old master of the Guanyin Temple that he knew.

"I don't know if the old homeowner has a long life?"

As soon as he mentioned his age, the old monk immediately blushed and said proudly.

"I'm 270 years old."

When Tang Seng heard it, it was him, and there was no deviation!

Hastily congratulated: "Old Master Yuan is the real eminent monk."

The old homeowner sighed and said: "It's been so many years, but I still can't sit down and become a Buddha.

I don't know why, but I always feel like I've touched something.

It's only a little bit short, and this stinky skin can be discarded and the golden body of Arhat can be created. "

Tang Seng laughed and said: "The old monk is modest. He has been practicing for more than 270 years like the old monk. Once this step is taken,

As long as you suddenly realize it, you will definitely become a Buddha. "

The old monk was also very happy. Who can become an Arhat if he can become a Buddha?This eminent monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty really can talk, which makes you feel comfortable listening to it.

The old monk hurriedly offered tea. At this time, a little Xingtong was holding a plate made of mutton fat jade and three teacups with gold rims.
Another little Xingtong walked over obediently, holding a teapot made of silver.

These two little lucky children were very handsome, with delicate features and delicate skin.

After Tang Seng watched it, he felt emotional in his heart. The old monk looked sick during the day, but he was really alive and well at night.

At such an advanced age, there are two little Xingtongs serving him. They are both safe and able to relax their muscles and bones. They are thoughtful and admirable.

Seeing the timid look of these two little lucky boys, Tang Seng couldn't help but sighed again.

The practice of the monks in the country of Ha is really weird. Could it be that this old monk used these little lucky boys to continue his life?
If so, it would be weird.

Tang Seng scanned again with his golden eyes, and sure enough, he found that the two little lucky boys suffered from severe blood loss.

Different people have different fates, in this world, that's how it is.

Sometimes working hard is worse than having a good background.

Tang Seng took a sip of tea: "The daily necessities in the old courtyard are all treasures."

The old monk said: "I heard that there are countless rare treasures in the kingdom of heaven."

Tang Seng shook his head and said: "What you said is true, but we have traveled such a long way, what are we doing with our baby?
We are ascetic monks now, and we all came here begging for food along the way.

Look at us now, just go to your Guanyin Temple to beg for leftovers. "

Monkey King was unconvinced, not to mention that they got a lot of treasures from the Dragon King of the West Sea in Yingshoujian.

Even the brocade cassock in that bundle can scare them to death!

He looked carefully, and the treasures adorned on it were simply dizzying.

So he said: "Master, I remember that we have a beautiful cassock, which can be regarded as a treasure."

Tang Seng glared at him and said, "Nonsense, the cassock is indeed a Buddhist treasure, but which eminent monk doesn't have a few cassocks?"

Monks wearing cassocks are the treasures of Buddhism, which is recorded in Volume [-] of "Mahayana Jataka Heart and Earth Contemplation Sutra":

To cover one's body with it, to be ashamed from shame;

Two away from cold and heat, mosquitoes, and evil animals;
The third is to show the appearance of a recluse, and those who see it will be happy and free from evil thoughts;
The fourth is the appearance of the treasure banner of human beings and heavens, which can give birth to the blessings of Brahma;

Fifth, when wearing it, think of a pagoda and eliminate all crimes;

The six dyes are bad colors, cut off the five desires, and do not give birth to greed;

The seven cassocks are the pure clothes of the Buddha, which can be used as a fertile field to cut off worries forever;

Eight evils are eliminated and ten good things are born;

Nine are like good fields, which can increase the way of Bodhi;

Ten are like armor, the poisonous arrows of afflictions cannot be harmed.

The cassocks worn by monks are endowed with ten functions. Although some are boastful, in the eyes of monks, all cassocks are treasures.

Tang Seng was right in saying this sentence.

After hearing this, the old monk laughed and said to Sun Wukong: "What the holy monk said is that if it is anything else, the old monk dare not belittle himself.

As far as cassocks are concerned, the monk in our Guanyin Temple did not have twenty or thirty pieces.

Just like I have been a monk for 60 years, and I already have [-] or [-] cassocks. "

After the old monk finished speaking, the monks who accompanied him cheered loudly, full of pride.

It seems that the Kingdom of Heaven is nothing more than this, not as good as our Avalokitesvara Temple, our place is truly a cave like a fairy.

Sun Wukong was so annoyed by the ridicule that he took out his bag, and hurriedly tore the brocade cassock out of the bag.

When everyone saw it, they were all shocked.