My immortal cultivation game has come true

Tsk tsk~ Sure enough.

For some things, you only need to make an excessive request first, and then put forward the real purpose later, and it will often be easier to achieve your goal.

now.

Looking at Guanyin's questioning eyes.

Maitreya Buddha clasped his hands together, said the Buddha's name, and nodded slightly, indicating that the other party could agree.

See this.

Guanyin breathed a sigh of relief, and then said in a deep voice to Xuan Qing: "Tao Master Taichu, the poor monk represents Shimen, agree to your request, and will hand over Ao Lie to you after the journey to the west is over."

"Haha, okay."

Xuanqing smiled and nodded, then waved his hand and said to Qingwan beside him:

"Wan'er, since the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva and Maitreya Smiling Face of Shimen are interceding for mercy, please erase the charges against Tang Xuanzang and Sun Wukong and let them pass on another day."

"but."

original.

After hearing the words that allowed it to pass, Guanyin and Maitreya breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that although this matter had a lot of twists and turns, at least it was resolved.

But when they heard that there were "only" two people behind them, they were relieved again, and they all cursed in their hearts, what kind of trouble does Xuanqing Humanity, who has been plagued by this disease, want to do?

"However, although he is exempted from a life-long labor camp, he cannot be let go so easily. Otherwise, where will the laws of the Black Wind Country be placed?" Xuan Qing's voice was calm.

Hear this.

Guanyin couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately scolded him: "Taoist Taichu, do you want to regret it?"

Xuan Qing shook his head.

"Pindao said he would let it pass, and he would let it pass. He just needs to be a volunteer in the Black Wind Country for five years first!"

volunteer?

Guanyin was slightly startled, what does this mean?

Immediately afterwards.

Then I heard the other party continue to say: "The so-called volunteers refer to the behavior of voluntarily working for the people, thereby doing good deeds and accumulating merit."

five years

I have to say.

This time is just stuck at the limit that Shimen can accept. If it were longer, they would never agree, but it is just stuck at five years.

Guanyin looked hesitant, not sure whether he should agree or not.

However.

Just when she was hesitating, Tang Xuanzang stood up on the side. He saw the difficulties of his own Bodhisattva Buddha. As a disciple, if he has the ability, he will naturally share the worries of his leader.

"Bodhisattva, the Buddha said: If I can save the world, I will not go to hell, who will go to hell, let alone doing good deeds."

Tang Xuanzang's eyes were clear and clean, with a hint of holiness in his expression, and he said firmly: "This disciple is willing to be a volunteer in this Black Wind Kingdom for five years."

All right.

Now that the protagonists have spoken, what else can Guanyin and Maitreya say? They can only nod in agreement and agree to this result.

but.

Guanyin felt a bad feeling in her heart, but she could only warn the other party:

"Tang Xuanzang, you have a sincere heart as a Buddha. I hope you will stay in the Black Wind Kingdom for five years and never forget your responsibility to obtain scriptures!"

"Amitabha, disciples must not forget the Bodhisattva's will!" Tang Xuanzang clasped his hands together and bowed respectfully to Guanyin Bodhisattva, and then bowed to Maitreya Buddha.

When Tang Xuanzang raised his head, he found that the Bodhisattva and Maitreya Buddha had disappeared in the royal study. Only he and Sun Wukong were left, as well as Her Majesty the Queen of the Black Wind Kingdom and Taichu Taoist Master.

It's over.

Xuan Qing waved to Qing Wan and ordered: "Qing Wan, regarding Tang Xuanzang's volunteering, just leave it to Dao Xuan."

"Yes, I would like to send you my respects."

Qingwan stood up, bowed, and then watched her master leave.

the next day.

One piece in a double dormitory.

Tang Xuanzang stood up in a daze and groped his way to the toilet. After some relief, he woke up.

"Master, you wake up!"

Sun Wukong got up early. To be more precise, he didn't sleep at all and didn't need to sleep.

Subsequently.

Open the curtains.

Stab`

Dazzling sunlight shines through the windows into the house. This is a simple single room, complete with Simmons bed, pressed wood wardrobe and other furniture.

"Amitabha, the people of the Black Wind Country are actually very happy. The poor monk fell asleep all day long without knowing it."

Tang Xuanzang looked at the sky outside, clasped his hands together and couldn't help but mutter a few words.

So comfortable.

In the past few days, he had been imprisoned in prison and slept on the cold concrete floor, but now he slept on a soft Simmons bed.

"Hehe~ Since you feel so comfortable, master, why not just stay in the Black Wind Country and be a commoner? Why don't you learn any more?"

Sun Wukong scratched his chest and said jokingly.

He was in a very good mood now, especially when he thought of Guanyin's ugly face and Maitreya's stiff smile yesterday, he felt even happier.

"Wukong, you are lying again!"

Tang Xuanzang rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"It's getting late, and I don't know if there are any meals left. Wukong, please go out and see if you can get some fast food for me."

"Okay, don't move around here. I'll come back as soon as I go." Sun Wukong nodded, then opened the door and walked out.

Although Sun Wukong was very unhappy with Shi Men, he was a person with clear grudges. Monkey naturally would not take his anger out on Tang Xuanzang.

Watch Sun Wukong leave.

Tang Xuanzang was sitting on the sofa and couldn't help but touch the soft cloth with his hand. He pressed it lightly and it sunk in. When he released his hand, it bounced back.

Except for the prison, everything about Black Wind Country made him curious. He couldn't believe that there was such a magical country in this world.

"This disciple, the poor monk, is pretty good except for his murderous intention."

Tang Xuanzang was lying on the sofa. Thinking that Sun Wukong was the one taking care of his daily life during this period, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

It was at this time.

suddenly!

Knock~knock knock.

A knocking sound came from the direction of the door.

"If you come back so soon, is it possible that you don't have anything to eat?"

I thought so in my heart.

Tang Xuanzang stood up, walked over and opened the door, but the scene he saw was not what he imagined.

I saw a Taoist wearing a Taoist robe, with a handsome face and eyes as clear as gems, standing at the door.

"Wukong, eh... Taoist priest, may I ask?" Tang Xuanzang thought he was his disciple, but then he realized what he was saying and quickly retracted his words.

"With boundless longevity, you are Tang Xuanzang, right?"

Daoxuan looked Tang Xuanzang up and down, especially his head. Although it was covered with a hat, he could tell at a glance that he should have a bald head.

Don't know why.

When he saw Tang Xuanzang, he felt a... a very, very strange feeling in his heart, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Ami... uh, I am Tang Xuanzang. May I ask what you want from me?"

Tang Xuanzang planned to recite the Buddha's name out of habit, but he remembered that this was the Black Wind Kingdom and quickly retracted his words.

"Are you a monk?"

Daoxuan was slightly startled.

He is not stupid, and before entering Taoism, he also served as a monk, and he was also a monk who went to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures.

Although the other party just said the word 'Ami', combined with the other party's bald head that was deliberately covered up, it was very obvious that he was a monk.

"I am a monk, that's all. Monks don't tell lies. A poor monk comes from the Eastern Land and the Tang Dynasty."

"Go to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures?" Daoxuan smiled slightly, interrupted the other party, and said the next words in advance.

"Ah you?" Tang Xuanzang was confused, why did this Taoist rush to answer.

"hehe!"

Daoxuan chuckled lightly, but had no intention of explaining.

but.

He roughly understood why his master suddenly sent him a message yesterday and asked him to take care of a person named Tang Xuanzang and Sun Wukong.

It turns out that Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty was also the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, and he was also the person scheduled by Shi Sect to learn Buddhist scriptures in his next life.

No wonder, no wonder when I first saw Tang Xuanzang, I felt familiar and as if I had seen each other before.

"Tang Xuanzang, Pindao is the master of the Taoist Palace of the Black Wind State. Daoxuan is responsible for the training of Taoists in the world. Well... the volunteer system is also under the management of the Taoist Palace."

"By the way, there should be two of you. Where did the other Sun Wukong go?" Daoxuan asked in a solemn voice.

"I'll let him go"

Creak~

Just as Tang Xuanzang was about to explain, the door was pushed open again, and he saw Sun Wukong walking in with a bowl of porridge in his hand.

"Master, come to drink porridge!" Sun Wukong called, and then he saw Daoxuan next to Tang Xuanzang.

He put the porridge on the table, jumped up and came between the two of them, his eyes rolled gurglingly, constantly scanning the two of them.

"Fire eyes and golden eyes!"

Sun Wukong's eyes were shining brightly as he looked at Daoxuan carefully and walked around the two of them several times.

See this.

Tang Xuanzang was a little confused by his disciple's actions, and couldn't help but ask: "Wukong, what are you doing?"

"Hey, Master, I didn't expect that you have a relative who is a Taoist priest in this Black Wind Kingdom?" Sun Wukong scratched his head and laughed.

"Wukong, you said something stupid again."

Tang Xuanzang held his forehead and was speechless. It seemed that his disciple was not only murderous, but also always liked to say some inexplicable and confused things.

He was too lazy to pay attention to Sun Wukong, but looked at Daoxuan, and then introduced:

"Palace Master, this is Sun Wukong, the disciple of the poor monk. I wonder what we are going to do next?"

"Nothing else, just fill out a form to let me know what you two are doing, so that we can arrange volunteers." Daoxuan slightly cupped his hands, and then took out two forms and two ink pens from his arms .

Hear the words.

Tang Xuanzang nodded, took the two forms, took one for himself, and handed the other to Sun Wukong beside him.

One person and one monkey began to read the expressions on the hands.

I saw that the content on this form is very easy to understand, including the fields for name, gender, place of origin, hobbies, expertise, etc.

The first part was fine, so the two of them filled in the information honestly according to their own information.

Name: Tang Xuanzang, male, likes chanting and reading, good at... uh.

Tang Xuanzang was a little stuck in the column of "good at". Originally, he wanted to chant sutras and recite Buddha's name, but this is the country of Heifeng that destroyed the Buddha. Chanting sutras and reciting Buddha's name here is like rebelling.

But apart from chanting sutras and reciting Buddha's name, he is not good at anything else. He even needs Sun Wukong to take care of his daily life.

It seems that Tang Xuanzang's embarrassment can be seen.

Daoxuan opened his mouth and reminded: "Tang Xuanzang, if you are not good at anything, just put a cross on it."

"Hoo~"

Tang Xuanzang looked ashamed and silently recited Amitabha in his heart, but he had no choice but to think of something he was good at other than eating fast and reciting the Buddha's name.

In the end, he could only put a cross in the 'good at' column of the form, according to what the palace owner said.

Just when Tang Xuanzang was embarrassed.

aside.

Sun Wukong completed the form by clicking three times, five by five, and divided by two, but he also hesitated for a moment on the 'good at' column.

Finally, he remembered his first career report, Bi Ma Wen, so he wrote the word "feeding horses" in the column of what he was good at.

now.

Daoxuan took the two people's forms and took a cursory glance at them. He had a rough idea, and then said to the two of them:

"You stay here for two days first, and Pindao will arrange what you want to do next based on the form you filled out."

"Okay, please excuse me, Master Daoxuan."

Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty clasped his hands together and gave it to express his gratitude.

that's all.

Tang Xuanzang's master and apprentice lived in the dormitory of the Dao Palace in Black Wind City, waiting for Daoxuan's arrangements.

Not to mention, this Simmons bed comes with a sofa, a 24-hour bathroom with a constant temperature, and the days when you can reach out for food... it really makes people happy.

night.

Everything was silent, and a ray of moonlight passed through the window and fell on the ground, illuminating a patch of silver frost.

"Hulu~"

Tang Xuanzang slept peacefully on a Simmons spring bed with a cloth pillow as his pillow.

aside.

Sun Wukong, however, couldn't sleep. He put his hands on the back of his head and looked out the window. His expression was a little dull, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

suddenly.

His ears trembled slightly, as if he heard some secret transmission.

Looking at the sleeping Tang Xuanzang... Sun Wukong lifted the quilt and stood up gently. After leaving the dormitory, his whole body turned into a breeze and headed towards the Black Wind Mountain.

Outside the Black Wind Mountain Taoist Temple.

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes in a circle, looking around for something.

"Come in!"

When he heard the voice in his mind, he immediately became energetic and stepped into the Taoist temple.

Enter the room.

What caught his eye was the extremely domineering Taichu Taoist who made Guanyin feel deflated and Maitreya Buddha's smile stiffened a few days ago.

The Taoist Master Xuanqing closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the futon, and held a shimmering fushen around his waist. His whole person exuded an ethereal temperament, which made people feel ashamed after looking at it.

"I have met Taoist Master Taichu, but I didn't know that Taoist Master called me late at night. What do you think?" Sun Wukong cupped his hands and asked curiously.

Hear the words.

Xuan Qing opened his eyes and looked at Sun Wukong up and down.

"Wukong, are you willing to listen to Pindao tell a story?" (End of Chapter)