The strongest collapse system

Chapter 516 The Eight Precepts
Zhu Gangli moved some reeds and thorns inside and outside the Yunzhan Cave, lit another fire, and burned the Yunzhan Cave like a broken tile kiln, red, red, black and black, messy.

But it completely cut off his retreat and showed his sincerity.

Zhu Gangguan then plucked out a few pig hairs, turned them into three strands of hemp rope, and tied himself up.

Wang Fan was silent for a while, before he said, "Follow me."

The two of them soared through the clouds and flew straight towards Gaojiazhuang.

Wang Fanfei was in front, and Zhu Gangli followed behind. He wanted to make a sneak attack several times, but he didn't.

In an instant, the two arrived in front of Gao Laozhuang.

The relatives and friends of the Gao family and Mr. Gao suddenly saw Wang Fan bring back the bound pig mane, and all of them looked happy and went to the courtyard.

"General's majestic power!" Everyone in Gao's family cheered, and Grandpa Gao was even more happy, bowing to each other again and again.

Wang Fan had no expression on his face.

Zhu Gangli didn't care about Gao Taigong and others, but went straight forward and came to Tang Monk, knelt down on his knees, kowtowed with his hands behind his back, and shouted: "Master, I don't welcome you. I knew it was the master who lives here." My husband's house, come to see me."

Tang Seng suddenly felt strange, and said, "Why do you call me Master?"

Zhu Ganglu told the Bodhisattva's persuasion, and the Tang monk was overjoyed immediately, and shouted: "Grandpa Gao, take an incense case for use."

Gao Taigong hurriedly brought out the incense table, Tang Monk washed his hands and burned incense, looked south and worshiped: "I am so blessed by the Bodhisattva's grace!"

Tang Seng was naturally grateful to the Bodhisattva. Although he was supported by Wang Fan along the way, there was some estrangement after all. After all, Wang Fan was only a guard and it was impossible to serve him.

Tang Seng was well-clothed and well-fed since he was a child. Even if he became a monk, he was taken care of by his master in the temple. Later, he had his own apprentices, and his life became more and more comfortable.

Now that he is traveling west to learn Buddhist scriptures, he has to rely on his own efforts for everything, which makes him a little unaccustomed.

That's all, the most important thing is that when Wang Fan left to conquer the demons, there was no one around to protect him, and Tang Seng was terrified.

Now that there is a pig mane, and his martial arts are outstanding, in the future, when Wang Fan goes out to slay the devil, he will be protected by the pig mane, wouldn't it be a joy?

Tang Seng thought beautifully.

If he can read a book called "Journey to the West: The Legend of Shi'er", he will understand what it means to work without effort, and what it means to be "big brother, master was captured by a monster".

"Since you are a poor monk's apprentice, I will give you a Dharma name." After worshiping the Bodhisattva, Tang Seng sat in the living room.

"Master, the Bodhisattva has already taken the precepts with me, and he has given the Dharma name, Zhu Wuneng." Zhu Ganglu said.

"Okay, okay! Wu Neng, Wu Neng is also a sect in my practice." Tang Seng said happily.

Zhu Ganglian also felt relieved at the moment.

Tang Seng didn't seem to have any prejudice against him, and even welcomed his arrival, which was completely different from Wang Fan's attitude.

The way Wang Fan looked at Zhu Ganglu was always the way Master Qingtian looked at sinners, and that kind of look was really unbearable.

"Master, I have accepted the Bodhisattva precepts, cut off the five meat and three hates, and kept a vegetarian diet at my husband's house. I have never eaten meat. I have seen the master today, so I will break my fast!" Zhu Gangli said with a smile.

When Tang Seng saw Zhu Gang's aggressiveness, he was a little displeased, and his face fell, "No! Since you have broken the five meat and three hates, I will give you an alias, and call it Bajie."

Zhu Gangman... But Bajie didn't get angry, instead he said happily: "I would like to obey the master's order."

Being able to give him an alias shows that Tang Seng has regarded him as one of his own.

At this moment, Wang Fan finally waited for the system prompt.

[The host surrendered Zhu Bajie, the supporting role of Journey to the West, and obtained 20000 Honkai points. 】

[The host completes the side mission: Rescue Miss Gao]

[Mission goal achieved: Defeat Zhu Wuneng and rescue Miss Gao]

[The host gets 10000 collapse points]

[Remaining Honkai value: 426089]

Different from Wang Fan's happy mood of gaining a large amount of Honkai points, Gao Taigong couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he saw the scene where the master and apprentice met, but on second thought, it would be good if Tang Seng took this scourge away.

So he ordered his family boy to arrange a banquet to reward Tang Seng.

"Master, I'm going to go to the west with my master to learn Buddhist scriptures. I don't know if I can come back, so I ask my third sister to see me off." Zhu Bajie stepped forward to hold Mr. Gao, pleading.

Grandpa Gao bowed his head and remained silent.

Seeing his appearance, Zhu Bajie felt angry and was about to explode. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Wang Fan who was staring at him, and he let go of his hand helplessly.

"Amorous love has been empty since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from." Zhu Bajie grinned with an ugly smile.

Wang Fan on the side curled his lips, a little contemptuous.

Zhu Bajie is not affectionate towards Gao Cuilan, but just uses her as a tool to vent his desire.

It is true that good dreams are easy to wake up from.

After the banquet was set, everyone stopped talking and sat down to enjoy the meal.

After the feast was over, Grandpa Gao took out a red lacquer plate with 200 taels of gold and silver on it, and gave it to Tang Seng as a wayfarer.

"I'm a traveling monk. How dare I accept gold, silver, and silk." Tang Seng quickly refused.

Zhu Bajie was not polite, he stepped forward to get some, and said: "Master, if you don't want it, I have been a son-in-law with his family for the past few years, even as a long-term worker, the salary is so much."

"No." Tang Seng dissuaded.

Zhu Bajie had no choice but to withdraw his hand.

Tang Seng pondered again, and said: "However, General Wang is not a member of the Samana, and he has contributed a lot this time, so you can do it yourself."

Gao Taigong immediately understood what he meant, and presented the red plate in front of Wang Fan.

"Thank you." Wang Fan was not hypocritical. Although there were countless gold and silver items in the inventory, he still received these belongings.

This is what he deserves.

Afterwards, Wang Fan and the three packed their luggage, bid farewell to Mrs. Gao, and set off for the west.

……

On the way to the west, after a month of peace and quiet, after passing the Wusi Tibetan border, a high mountain suddenly appeared.

There are green pines and bicypresses in the south of the mountain, green willows and red peaches in the north, dancing cranes and birds, fragrant grasses and flowers, green streams, auspicious clouds, elegant scenery, and tranquility.

"General Wang, Ba Jie, the mountains ahead are high and the forest is far away, you must be careful." Tang Seng stopped his whip and reined in his horse.

"Master, don't worry, it's fine. This mountain is called Futu Mountain. There is a Zen Master Wuchao in the mountain. He practiced here, and the old pig also met him." Zhu Bajie didn't care.

"What is he up to?" Tang Seng asked.

"It's a little bit of Taoism. He once advised me to practice with him, but I never agreed." Zhu Bajie said.

Wang Fan was thoughtful, but did not join the conversation between the two.

Not long after, the three of them arrived at the mountain.

Sitting on his horse, Tang Seng looked into the distance and saw a fragrant juniper tree on the mountain. On the juniper tree, there was a simple firewood nest. Under the tree, elk came with flowers in their mouths, and mountain monkeys offered wild fruits.

On the top of the tree, there are blue luan and colorful phoenix singing, black crane and golden pheasant gather in one place, flying around the juniper tree, vaguely as if listening to someone preaching.

"Isn't that Zen Master Wuchao?" Zhu Ba ring pointed at the fragrant juniper tree and asked.

　Qing Wei Zi'an's "Scars of Flowers and Moons": Since ancient times, love has left nothing to hate, and the origin of good dreams is the easiest to wake up from.Is it hard to get rid of the flowers, the poor flying catkins are too wandering.Fragrant nests are married to the Mandarin Duck Club, and the new sentences are still written on the emerald screen.Not because of parting, the heart is broken, and the tears are also full of old clothes.

　　Don’t worry too much about the descendants of the Westward Journey (^_^)

　　
　
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