Tang Seng is a cook

Knowing that Wukong would not be hindered, Zhuang Fan finally took a stone off his heart. He felt light all over his body, and he slumped lazily on the cushion, watching everyone talking.

Taiyi leaned over and whispered mysteriously: "Jin Chan, do you really miss going back?"

Zhuang Fan didn't shy away, nodded and said: "After all, there are my biological parents there, and they only have me as a child. I can't leave them alone."

Taiyi stroked his beard and sighed: "Oh, it's good that you don't forget your roots, but it's not where you live for a long time, not to mention, doesn't there be a father here?"

Thinking of Jiang Liu'er's biological father, Zhuang Fan couldn't help snorting, and said: "Perhaps at this time, he already has a high-ranking official to sit on, a fine horse to ride, a beautiful wife in his arms, and a young son in his lap. He is not short of Tang Sanzang." A son who has become a monk since childhood."

It's just that he didn't want everyone to worry about him, so he said: "But you're right, after all, it's not where I live for a long time, if you stay in the Heavenly Court well, maybe in a month or two, I'll come back again! "

Taiyi clicked his tongue, and said: "You, it's because of having a good apprentice! Back and forth, it's easier to say than a god going down to earth!"

Zhuang Fan laughed and said, "Then there is no way, who told me to have such a life!"

Bodhi listened on the sidelines, and said sourly: "I'm ashamed to say, I have to go because of tricks!"

Zhenyuan patted Bodhi on the shoulder, and said: "Be content, you, first taught Wukong, and then taught Liuer, the subordinates of the world are you, the great sage and the little sage are all from your hands, what do you want!"

Bodhicitta said yes, and he couldn't help having a good time, looking at Mao Mao who was playing with Wuli and Wukong, giggling happily, and sighed contentedly: "I have such a closed disciple, and I am content in this life!"

When everyone mentioned this, they couldn't help picking up the juniors from each family one by one to see who was more promising.

While talking, Hongye asked strangely: "Zhenyuan, why is there no one famous among your apprentices? Is it because you are not strict in discipline?"

Bodhi scoffed and said, "It's not that his discipline is not strict. I think it's too strict. He doesn't take him out for a walk on weekdays. After he cultivates, he goes to wander around in the mortal world. He hasn't passed through any strong wind or waves. Raised like a big girl!"

Zhen Yuan blushed, and said: "It's true..." He turned his head to discuss with Hong Ye, and said: "When my daughter is older, I have to go and see those brats, and I have to take them through some storms, or else I, the master, feel very sorry for teaching a group of noodles."

Hong Ye nodded and said: "Why wait for my daughter to grow up, when this time is over, let's go back to Wuzhuang Temple for a few days, I looked at Bodhi and said right, your disciples are really lacking in practice."

Seeing that Hongye was willing to go back to Wuzhuang Temple with him, Zhenyuan couldn't help being overjoyed, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you!"

Di Ting in Dizang's arms did not know how many times Zhenyuan said "I listen to you" all night, and laughed, and imitated it vividly: "I listen to you!"

Everyone laughed loudly, and said: "There is nothing else in Zhenyuan's mouth, only this sentence!"

Zhen Yuan made everyone blush with laughter, Hong Ye acted nonchalantly and said strangely: "I'm right, of course listen to me, what are you laughing at?"

Everyone hurriedly lowered their heads and held back their laughter. Zhen Yuan also changed the subject intelligently, and asked Zhuang Fan, "Jin Chan, where are you going back this time, and you are the only one going?"

The seniority of the people sitting here was quite chaotic, so they made an appointment to talk about each other, so Zhen Yuan didn't follow Hong Ye to call Zhuang Fan his uncle.

Zhuang Fan nodded and said: "Traveling through time and space is somewhat dangerous after all. After Wukong became a saint, I don't know what the situation will be. I plan to go first by myself. When I go back, I will see the situation before talking about other things. If it is safe to go back and forth , the children want to go, I will take them there again, it is completely different from the four continents, no one is practicing, but it emphasizes the development of science and technology, there are many conveniences, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fairy art, see and see , it’s also good to broaden your horizons.”

He sighed and said: "It's just this first time, I have to go there myself!" You can't put all your eggs in one basket.

Everyone nodded when they heard this, but Guanyin was frowning, but Zhuang Fan secretly held his hand, Zhuang Fan squeezed it twice gently, signaling to reassure him, Guanyin sighed inwardly, but did not speak.

Zhuang Fan saw that whenever he mentioned his return home, Guanyin became unhappy, and said, "You and Dizang are here to participate in the Westward Journey Conference?"

Guanyin nodded, and said: "Exactly, I met Jizang on the way, and we didn't want to go to Lingshan so early, so we came to you to kill time." It's too early, maybe we will be assigned to do some work.

Zhuang Fan said: "I told the children just now, will rhubarb and caramel cake not be allowed to go up?"

Guanyin frowned and thought for a while, then said: "The caramel cake may not be a problem, although it didn't come to be by your side after being enlightened by me, but after all, it can be regarded as your companion after traveling with you through thousands of mountains and rivers. Lion, the time to come is shorter, how about this, you give it to me, I will take it to Lingshan with my sleeve, follow me, don't go to Lingyundu, so others can't pick anything."

After hearing this, Zhuang Fan smiled slightly, and said, "It's better if you're careful, okay, I'll do as you say!"

After hearing Zhuang Fan's words, Guanyin feared that that narrow-minded little thing would also laugh at him, so she couldn't help but glanced at Jizo, and saw that Diting was playing with a hydrangea ball with her feet up in the air, so she felt relieved. Taking advantage of the situation, he saw that Dizang was looking at Bodhi with a smile on the corner of his mouth, listening attentively to the two idiots of Bodhi arguing with Taiyi and Zhenyuan, then sighed very melancholy, poked Zhuang Fan quietly, motioning him to look at Dizang .

Zhuang Fan looked at it, turned his head and whispered: "I see him, he is totally enjoying it, so just leave it alone."

Avalokitesvara laughed angrily when he heard this, and said, "Where is such joy in it!"

Zhuang Fan grinned and said: "Do you also understand that secret love is also a kind of fun!"

Avalokitesvara knew that what Zhuang Fan was talking about was from the past, so she blushed instantly to the back of her head, stretched out two fingers, twisted Zhuang Fan's waist bitterly, and said in a low voice, "You know a lot!"

Zhuang Fan hurriedly begged for mercy, and said, "It's me! It's..."

Before he finished speaking, Bajie suddenly ran over to steal some snacks. He was sitting in front of Master's lap, and the little fat pig raised his head and said, "Master, what are you?"

Zhuang Fan frightened his disciples, looked down at Bajie, picked him up, wiped the biscuit crumbs from the corner of his mouth, and touched his stomach, seeing the swelling, he said: "Don't eat any more, your stomach will burst if you eat any more." Already!"

Bajie hurriedly covered his face with the little fat hoof, pretended to be dead, and flicked his little tail, acting like a baby.

Guanyin laughed, and said: "Tell him to play, such people, don't be a naughty child!"

Avalokitesvara interceded, Bajie looked at Master anxiously again, Zhuang Fan could only touch the chubby belly of the little chubby pig, put him down, and told him to play by himself.

Bajie spread his hooves and ran away quickly, but before he left, he finally took a piece of hazelnut cake from the plate.

Zhuang Fan said helplessly: "If you eat too much, you will accumulate food again!"

Avalokitesvara smiled and said: "The spirit energy in the lower realm is insufficient, so they will naturally eat more to replenish their physical strength. People accumulate food when they are weak and gluttonous. Now Bajie is a Taiyi Golden Immortal. How can you have such a small illness? fuck it!"

Zhuang Fanqi said: "So that's the case, I always thought they just have a big appetite."

Guanyin sighed, and said: "When they return to the fairy world, their appetite will be smaller. It turns out that the two worlds of immortals and Buddhas and the mortal world are full of aura everywhere. We go down to the mortal world to eat five grains just to relieve our gluttony. Impurities from grains. It’s good now, spiritual energy is so lacking that it’s hard for juniors in the lower realms to become immortals, even us gods, when we come to the lower realms, we have to eat to satisfy our hunger..."

Zhuang Fan frowned and said, "How could this be?"

Taiyi heard this passage, and sighed beside him: "Why not! Immortal cultivation has been relying on absorbing the spirit energy to strengthen oneself, but this spirit energy is not a crop in the field, just cut it and scatter it. The seeds can grow again in the coming year. Between the heaven and the earth, there is only so much spiritual energy, use it up, or use it up."

Hong Ye also said: "Although the celestial aura is invisible and intangible, gods and Buddhas rely on it for cultivation, and other lives in this world, why don't they rely on it. The Hongmeng purple aura in my hand was originally called by Patriarch Hongjun." I give back to the world and nurture all creatures, probably because only all things can thrive, so that the world will not be barren because all the fairy energy is taken up by the immortals and Buddhas. I am afraid that after I refine all the primordial purple energy, If you still can't think of any other way to make the fairy spirit circulate back and forth, then the final outcome will either be the gradual disappearance of all things, or the collapse of the two realms of immortality and Buddha..."

Everyone here, except Zhuang Fan, had actually thought about this issue, so they were not surprised when Hongye said it, but nodded silently in agreement.

It was the first time Zhuang Fan heard this statement, he felt heavy in his heart, as if a stone was blocked in his throat, Guanyin saw that his brows were tightly frowned, so he comforted him and said: "The primordial purple energy is not consumed so quickly, Don't worry."

Seeing that the atmosphere was suddenly tense, Hong Ye knew that she had made a mistake, so she quickly echoed Guanyin and said, "Yes, yes, the majestic purple air is a great killer. It is transformed from the origin of the heavenly dao. It can be obtained to become a sage of the heavenly dao. Now it is just to use it. To feed all things, if it is useless, then it must be a thief!"

He stretched out his hand to compare with Zhuang Fan, and said: "If the primordial purple energy in my hand is as big as a whole house, from the beginning of the prehistoric era to the present, it can only be used up to the size of four or five people. Master uncle , don’t worry, you accidentally swallowed a piece of Primordial Purple Qi the size of a human head last time!”

Zhuang Fan's eyes widened, and he said in surprise, "I used so much?"

Seeing his regretful expression, Hongye laughed and said, "Just use it, why don't you still want to spit it out and give it back to me!"

Zhuang Fan choked, thinking that if he could really spit it out, maybe I would really try it if I couldn't help it. After all, this purple gas is unusual, and since he swallowed it, I feel a little flustered thinking about it.

Hongye smiled and said: "Uncle, don't worry, the purple energy you swallowed was also given to you by the way of heaven. This time you go west to learn scriptures, you will not only achieve a lot of merit, but also create a saint. If it is true, What a great achievement that is, compared to the merits and virtues that descended from all over the world after learning the scriptures, you are just a small head if you swallow purple energy!"

After hearing this, Zhuang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed: "I just hope that this time the merit from heaven can be used where it should be used, and don't let those big bosses swallow it all!"

Except for Hongye, no one else would dare to answer this, Hongye curled her lips and said: "Didn't Master Master also say that it's not a good thing that the organ is too clever, don't worry about it!"

Zhuang Fan looked at this red-clothed youth who was totally different from the first time he saw him, somehow, he believed him inexplicably, and said with a smile: "Okay, uncle, just wait and see, how can the way of heaven work?" We can't fulfill our wishes!"

Hongye embraced everything, and said with certainty: "It will happen!"

Everyone laughed easily.

Zhuang Fan silently went through what everyone said just now in his mind, and secretly guessed: He has never seen gods and Buddhas in modern times, and many living gods present here have ever lived freely. Wandering in the mortal world, meeting a lot of mortals without hiding their identities, but in modern times, they are nothing more than myths handed down from ancient times.

Could it be that because of the failure of this journey to the west, the way of heaven has not sent any merit, and the heavenly court and Lingshan are unsustainable, so they have fallen?

Or those big bosses who returned to the human world for the spirit of the fairy later, and dissipated between heaven and earth by themselves?

Or, neither of these two kinds, how could the masters of the immortal and Buddha realms just sit and wait to die? It is also possible that they went to another time and space to seek a way out, right?

Zhuang Fan thought wildly for a while, and sighed deeply in his heart, thinking that all this was just speculation, and he might have to go further to know the truth.

The night was getting darker, the children were tired from playing, and they fell asleep on the carpet in a mess. It was summer, and the wooden house was warm in winter and cool in summer, and the temperature was suitable, so Zhuang Fan didn't restrain them.

Only Longnu and Iron Fan are girls, so they should be more taboo, hug the little crane from Taiyi's family, and go to the bedroom to sleep alone.

During the period, there was a commotion, and Hongye and Zhenyuan hugged and showed off for a while, and recognized the person again, and then held the bottle and drank milk quietly.

Seeing Rhubarb, he was also greedy, obviously he had just eaten before, but he was coquettishly burrowing into Zhuang Fan's arms, asking for a milk bottle, but Zhuang Fan had no choice but to take out a small rhubarb milk bottle and fill it with a can Satisfy your hunger.

Unexpectedly, Di Ting, who was on Dizang's knee, saw it, jumped down, ran over, put the chubby paw on Zhuang Fan's knee, raised his head, and looked at Zhuang Fan pitifully with his watery round eyes.

Zhuang Fan couldn't help laughing, and while nursing the cub in his arms, he called out to Dizang, "Hurry up and take your little Naipang away, you're pretending to be tender!"

Ksitigarbha chuckled and said, "It's not a good thing, share it with us!"

Zhuang Fan shook his head and said: "It can be seen that you are raised as a son!"

In desperation, when the little lion drank his small bottle of milk cherishingly, Zhuang Fan had no choice but to take out another bottle of milk, bowed his head and asked, and said, "Will you take it home and drink it yourself, or ask me to feed it?" ?”

Di Ting hurriedly jumped onto Zhuang Fan's knee with great effort, lay face down, looked up at Zhuang Fan with his chin up, and barked twice, meaning, I'm ready!come quickly!

Zhuang Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to feed the little fat milk a bottle.

As a result, when Di Ting finished drinking, he still didn't let go, and took the whole bottle back. Le Diandian ran to Ji Zang's side, poked his round head, and hid the milk bottle in Ji Zang's sleeve. Zang Zhile followed him and put it away for him.

Zhuang Fan couldn't help laughing, and said: "An empty bottle, why take it back!"

Dizang said, "Then hurry up and give us some more milk!"

Zhuang Fan had no choice but to take out two big jugs of milk and gave it to Dizang, saying, "Come and get it after you finish drinking!"

Then he asked Taiyi and Bodhi: "Do you want it? Bodhi, you don't have a baby boy in Lingtai Mountain?"

Taiyi naturally didn't want it, Bodhi took the opportunity to smile and said: "I really want to have it, but my apprentice is not up to date!"

Over there, Wuli was lying between Wukong and Maomao. This night, since the dragon girl came, he was a little bit out of his mind. Seeing Master talking about him, he couldn't help but blush, closed his eyes tightly, and pretended to be asleep. !

It's not him to be the master!

Avalokitesvara looked around and said to him, "Oh, speaking of it, it's not too good for us to go to Lingshan together, let's go separately!"

Bodhi said: "I'm not in a hurry, Mao Mao is here, and he must stay with Wukong for a few more days before he is willing to leave!"

Guanyin hurriedly said: "Oh, that's just right, I was afraid that the Buddha would come to me for something! Then I will take my disciples and leave first!"

When Bodhi heard it, his face was like a bitter gourd, and he said in his heart that it was useless, could it be that the apprentice really had to be a bachelor?Wuli, the master has tried his best, but there is no other way, your little daughter-in-law, the master, is determined to beat the mandarin duck!

Zhuang Fan was reluctant to part with Avalokitesvara at first, and he was really pitiful when he saw Wuli and Longnv at the second. This night, as long as he turned around, he could see the young couple looking at each other from a distance, so he said to Avalokitesvara: : "What's the hurry, anyway, the children are tired from playing and fell asleep, and wait, it's not too late to leave tomorrow, anyway, I won't arrive at Lingshan in a few days!"

Hongye said: "That's right, it's hard to get together and go so far. Then the Tathagata will call me senior brother when he sees me, don't be afraid, the wait is enough, I will take you to Lingshan together!"

Zhenyuan saw some clues, and leaned into Hongye's ear and said a few words, Hongye suddenly realized, gave a long "oh", looked at Guanyin, then looked at Bodhi, her face was full of gossip, and she smiled silently.

Only Taiyi heard Hongye's words, burst out laughing, and said: "My ancestor called Jin Chan a senior uncle, and Tathagata had to call him a senior brother. He is still Jin Chan's master. If it weren't for different opinions, this generation What a mess!"

Everyone laughed when they heard this. Zhuang Fan didn't want to recognize Jin Chan's identity in his heart, but because he was Jin Chan and he was with Guanyin, he had natural resistance.

Why not just be Zhuang Fan, a small mortal, besides his parents, which god can control him?

The resistance is simply smaller!

After all, Avalokitesvara lived with everyone for a few more days, and a large group of people followed Zhuang Fan and his disciples to the west, and they could see the cornices of the palace of Yuzhen Temple on Lingjiu Mountain. It couldn't be delayed, so Qiqi bid farewell to Zhuang Fan, made an appointment to meet again at Lingshan, and then drove away on a cloud. Guanyin also took the little lion Rhubarb with him.

Zhuang Fan looked at the disappearing figures of the crowd, and led his apprentices on a horse ride for a while before arriving at the gate of Yuzhen Temple.

Zhuang Fan got off his horse, told Wu Wanghuan to return to his human body, turned back and said to his disciples: "When we arrive at Yuzhen Temple, it is the boundary of Lingshan Mountain, good boys, let's cheer up!"

The monkeys said in unison: "Yes! Master!"

Someone behind laughed and said: "The apprentices of the holy monks are so energetic, no wonder they have only been here in two years!"

Zhuang Fan turned around and saw a Taoist priest wearing a brocade robe, holding a jade stag, with an immortal demeanor and an extraordinary aura, Wukong hurriedly introduced to him: "Master, this is the Jinding Immortal of Yuzhen Temple. Come to pick us up!"

Tang Sanzang had never met the Golden Summit Immortal, but Jin Chan was familiar with him, but Zhuang Fan had mentioned Wukong several times a few days earlier, and said that if he entered the Lingshan Mountain, he would only be the master and still be the mortal Tang Tang. Sanzang didn't know the past of Jin Chan and the old land of Lingshan, probably because he just wanted to hide it from the Tathagata.

Master ordered, the Great Sage remembered it clearly, so Wukong only said this now.

After Zhuang Fan heard it, it was only the first time seeing him. He hurriedly bowed eleven times and met Jinding Daxian. He only said that he would come to my place in two or three years. I thought it was his big talk. Thinking about the distance between Tang Dynasty and my Lingshan Mountain, the road is difficult, and there are ghosts and ghosts. How can I arrive in two or three years? Unexpectedly, the holy monk is indeed a person with long-term wisdom, who is not afraid of dangers and enjoyment, and this short period of time has really arrived! Poor Tao admires, admires!"

Zhuang Fan folded his palms together and said, "I'm sorry to wait for you! It's just that this journey to the west is not the work of a poor monk alone. It depends on the help of all parties to achieve such a speed. Even my disciples are faster than me. The monk who recites scriptures is stronger!"

The Great Immortal on the Golden Top laughed loudly and said, "The holy monk humbles himself!"

While exchanging greetings, while walking inward, Zhuang Fan introduced Wukong, Wuwang, Wuneng and Wuyou to the Jinding Daxian, and even the caramel cake was not left behind.

The Jinding Immortal also knew the trick, patted the caramel cake, and said: "This horse is so handsome, it is also a fortune to be able to come to Lingshan this time!"

Zhuang Fan said: "Although it was originally a wild horse, it travels with my master and apprentice during the four seasons of winter and summer, and we have to rely on it to drive all the way in winter. It really contributes a lot, and I can't bear to abandon it halfway!"

Jin Ding nodded and said, "Holy Monk is benevolent and righteous!"

Come in, be entertained by the Great Immortal on the Golden Top, Tang Monk and his disciples had a fast meal, took a bath again, changed their clothes, and rested at Yuzhen Temple for one night, only to pass Lingyun Ferry tomorrow and climb the Vulture Peak!