Journey to the West: Three Thousand Entries, My Disciple Becomes a Saint and I Prove the Way

"Yes."

Tian Peng was calm and his tone was calm.

Didn't the Jade Emperor Haotian want to gain merit through the Journey to the West?

Then he would join the Journey to the West and disrupt the Journey to the West.

Let's see how the Jade Emperor Haotian can gain any merit from it.

"Good."

"But before the Journey to the West comes, you have to do this..."

After Guanyin Bodhisattva finished speaking, Tian Peng was surprised.

It's really ridiculous. Is this the so-called Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering?

He actually asked him to do what a demon should do.

It turns out that the so-called Buddha in Lingshan, Xitian, is so hypocritical.

"Bodhisattva, I know."

"I will do what you say."

I will agree to it for the time being. It's his business whether to do it later or not.

I can't offend people because of my quick words.

"Good, good."

"Then you wait here for the Journey to the West."

Then, Guanyin Bodhisattva took Mu Zha and continued to go to the Tang Dynasty.

"Journey to the West, merit, what a big chess game."

"One day, I will definitely overturn this chess game."

Tian Peng regretted a little. Sun Wukong had told him when he was in the Marshal's Mansion.

Unfortunately, he was arrogant and conceited at that time.

He never took those words to heart.

Otherwise, the initiative would be in his hands.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, who had just flown away from the Yunzhan Cave in Fuling Mountain, seemed to have overlooked someone.

Then, he returned with Mu Zha and came to a turbulent river.

Liusha River.

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked into it and shouted lightly.

Instantly, a demonic aura burst out from the river.

"Juanlian pays homage to the Bodhisattva."

Guanyin Bodhisattva asked the general Juanlian why he came to the world as a demon, just like asking Marshal Tianpeng.

The general of the rolling curtain explained, "I was punished for breaking the Jade Emperor's glass cup."

So, Guanyin Bodhisattva asked the general of the rolling curtain if he was willing to protect the pilgrims to the West.

"Bodhisattva, I am willing."

Then, Guanyin Bodhisattva gave the general of the rolling curtain a Dharma name, Sha Wujing.

Of course, Marshal Tianpeng was also given a Dharma name, Wuneng.

After finishing these things, he went straight to the territory of the Tang Dynasty with peace of mind.

"Good, the golden hoop and the imprisonment are mine."

Guanyin Bodhisattva pondered secretly.

Whether it was Marshal Tianpeng or the general of the rolling curtain, they were all people who made mistakes.

It was an honor for him to be able to make meritorious contributions to them and enter Buddhism after completing his mission.

It was expected that nothing would happen to them on their journey to the West.

Huashan, halfway up the mountain.

After consolidating his cultivation, Yang Jian returned to Guanjiangkou, and Nezha returned to heaven.

Sun Wukong and Little White Dragon Ao Lie were going to complete what they were supposed to do.

"Master, where are we going?"

Yang Chan asked curiously.

"We are going to the Tang Dynasty."

If it weren't for protecting Sun Wukong, Ao Lie, and Nezha, he would have gone to the Tang Dynasty long ago.

But it's not too late now.

Next, it's time to accept Chen Xuanzang, the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, as his disciple.

"Master, what are we going to the Tang Dynasty for?"

Yang Chan approached Lin Fan, riding on the same cloud, and continued to ask curiously.

"To accept a disciple."

Lin Fan replied.

"Oh."

Yang Chan hoped that the master would not accept a female disciple.

She thought that it was enough for the master to have a female disciple like her.

The Tang Dynasty was prosperous, and all nations came to pay tribute.

The imperial capital Chang'an City was shrouded in the aura of humanity, and the evil spirits were not invaded.

In the sky, Lin Fan appeared with Yang Chan.

"Master, Chang'an is so lively."

Since she was named the Three Holy Mothers of Mount Hua, she has never left the surrounding area.

It was the first time she left Mount Hua and saw such a prosperous scene.

"The excitement is still to come."

"Let's go down."

Lin Fan asked Yang Chan to change her appearance and cover her breath. The two landed and entered Chang'an City.

"Master, I haven't eaten earthly food for a long time."

What candied haws, cakes, and buns, Yang Chan's hands were almost full.

She didn't use magic, she wanted to enjoy it once.

"Although we don't need to eat earthly things, we can't stop our appetite."

"We should follow our hearts."

"This is also a kind of practice, the practice of the state of mind."

Lin Fan picked up a cake and tasted it. It was not very sweet.

However, considering the current development level of the Tang Dynasty, it is indeed reasonable.

"Master, I won't control myself."

Yang Chan seemed to have returned to the past.

At that time, her mother, father, and elder brother were still alive.

Yang Chan, whose mind was liberated, felt a faint sense of strengthening.

Suddenly, the sound of monks selling cassocks came from the street.

Hearing this, Lin Fan thought without thinking that the old monk and the young monk selling cassocks were Guanyin.Bodhisattva and Mu Zha.

"Monk, how much do you sell your cassock and staff for?"

Lin Fan, who was in a playful mood, called Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Guanyin Bodhisattva heard someone calling him, and immediately stopped and turned around.

"This donor, if you recognize my cassock, I won't take a penny. If you don't recognize my cassock, I won't sell it to you for ten thousand taels."

Lin Fan laughed after hearing this.

But he was not qualified to play tricks with him.

"Monk, what do you mean by recognizing your cassock, and what do you mean by not recognizing your cassock?"

After a moment of hesitation, Guanyin Bodhisattva said, "What kind of cassock is this monk, and what kind of staff is this monk."

The Jinlan cassock and the nine-ring tin staff were given by Tathagata Buddha.

The person in front of him was just a mortal with flesh and blood, how could he recognize it?

Lin Fan pretended to be stumped after hearing what Guanyin Bodhisattva said.

"Monk, if I really know what kind of cassock this is and what kind of staff this is."

"You are not cheating, are you?"

After hearing this, Guanyin Bodhisattva sneered and said, "How can a monk tell lies?"

Mu Zha also looked up at Lin Fan, thinking that Lin Fan would never recognize the Jinlan cassock and the nine-ring staff.

Not only Mu Zha thought so, Guanyin Bodhisattva also had the same idea in his heart.

In his eyes, Lin Fan was just a passerby.

"Everyone come here, everyone come here."

"This old monk said that if I recognize his cassock and staff, he will give them to me without money."

Lin Fan's roar instantly gathered a large group of people.

No matter what era it is, there is no shortage of people watching the fun.

Guanyin Bodhisattva frowned slightly, puzzled by Lin Fan's behavior.

But when you think about it, mortals are all people who are greedy for petty gains, such behavior is not incomprehensible.

"Old monk, you must keep your word."

"Everyone can make a decision for me."

Lin Fan continued to say to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Of course, if the donor knows it, I will give it to the donor."

After the words fell, Lin Fan's words rang again.

"Everyone, listen carefully, this is what the old monk said himself."

"If he doesn't give it to me, you will make a decision for me."

Before he finished speaking, he signaled Yang Chan, who had changed, to start throwing money.

The onlookers were even more excited to see that they could get money for watching the excitement.

And Guanyin Bodhisattva was confused by Lin Fan's behavior.

However, Lin Fan's next words not only confused him, but also shocked him.

"Your cassock is the Jinlan cassock, and your staff is the nine-ring tin staff."

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