[Journey to the West] Jagged Tang San Burial

Zhen Yuanzi put on a fighting posture, but his apprentice was not happy about it. The master is very good at fighting, and he can single out the monk who is rumored to be the reincarnation of the Buddha's apprentice, but they don't want it at all. Fighting against the four covetous monsters, the leading monkey is not easy to provoke at first glance, some disciples who often walk around the Tiangong have recognized the Monkey King who turned the Lingxiao Palace upside down 500 years ago, and the remaining three The demon was also a proud figure in the Tiangong at that time, and the Dragon King of the West Sea did not want to be evil, but Yu Gong, isn't this situation because of dealing with the ginseng fruit tree?

"Master! If we fight again now, the ginseng fruit tree will not be able to come back to life. We can't do anything about it. Why don't you ask the Bodhisattva for advice? Maybe there is a way." With an embarrassed and serious look, he was pushed out by a group of disciples, walked a few steps towards his master, and said.

"Hmm... my disciple is right, but it's not that we haven't talked about old acquaintances..." Zhen Yuanzi twisted his beard, his face was full of reluctance, the eldest disciple refused to answer, and turned back to the two youngest disciples Qingfengmingyue Push it into the arms of the master.Before Qingfeng Mingyue could react, there were teardrops on her eyelashes, her eyes were red, and she looked at their master pitifully. Only then did Zhen Yuanzi think of those two flying swords, and the ginseng fruit tree with fallen leaves and branches in the backyard, and finally felt distressed The little apprentice let out a long sigh, and threw down the seven-star whip: "Come on, for the sake of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, I won't pursue it anymore, but my tree can't die in vain, can Bodhisattvas have a way to save my tree?"

Once Zhen Yuanzi becomes serious, he ignores his youthful and handsome face, which is still quite rigid and serious. Guanyin has been waiting for a long time, and he is not worried about how Sanzang will be whipped when he comes. Hui would agree to Zhen Yuanzi's request of "exchanging old knowledge" for no reason, and he came here to save the tree. At this time, he smiled and nodded.Zhen Yuanzi led the way ahead, followed by the Bodhisattva, and Sanzang and his party also went to the backyard to see that the tree had fallen to the ground, and the soil had opened its roots. roll traces.

Ba Jie muttered behind him: "Young brother is so powerful, the bark is so hard, you actually gnaw it directly with your teeth, you are worthy of being a dragon, and your whole body is soaked in water." The wonderful analogy of entering the water, just as he was about to answer ignorantly that we really cannot do without water, the rolling shutter first pressed his shoulder, and glanced at Bajie, and Bajie's expression became interesting.

The monkey ignored the three demons and muttered behind their backs. He leaned next to Sanzang, as if he was still remembering how bad his hand felt when he hit it, and almost burst into a tiger's mouth. , commanded Xiaobailong to spray some water first, to loosen the soil for the ginseng fruit tree.But Guanyin stared at him first, and called out with a pleasant face: "Wukong, stretch out your hand." The monkey was a little puzzled, and looked at the people around him in a daze, thinking that Guanyin never liked to hit people's palms, so he felt relieved and bold Stretching out his left hand, Avalokitesvara dipped the willow branches out of the bottle of nectar. The soft willow branches were painted on the monkey's palm, and he couldn't see what symbols Bodhisattva drew. This is the character that brought the dead back to life.

He also knows this, the meaning of the dharma is often painted on the green vegetables that he accidentally trampled to death in the vegetable garden behind the temple, and this is probably the only way to use it. But he drew it casually, and taught the monkey to put his hand under the tree root.The monkey didn't understand what it meant, but he did it obediently. He spread his hands under the root of the tree. After a while, clear water flowed from his palm. The monkey hurriedly stretched out his hand to ride it. You must use a jade ladle to scoop out the tree, hold the tree up, and pour it from the head, the roots and bark will naturally meet, the leaves will grow and buds will grow, and the branches and green fruits will come out.” The monkey was very clever, and he also reacted: "Get the jade ladle quickly."

Zhen Yuanzi thought about his own collection, and asked his disciples to bring it out, all of them were jade tea cups and jade wine cups, some were small and exquisite, some were simple and large, there were about fifty or sixty of them, each disciple held one cup, but put The monkey connected the clear spring in its hand.The monkey didn't dare to move, and waited until the jade vessel was fully covered with water, then it stepped aside, and Bajie, Rolling Curtain, and Little White Dragon carried the towering dead tree, supported it upright, hugged it to the ground, and the disciples put the jade vessel inside Ganquan, an Ou Ou holding and Avalokitesvara.Avalokitesvara dipped a willow branch into the water, chanted a mantra in his mouth, and after a while, sprinkled the scooped out water.Sanzang also closed his eyes, clasped his palms together, and recited the mantra.I saw that the tree really took root by itself, went deep into the soil, and coiled the soil to the root. The branches also slowly stretched out, the dead leaves fell off, and the green leaves regenerated, and soon they were still thick and gloomy.

The monkey stood up, looked at the tree, and jokingly said: "I have also heard that ginseng fruit blooms once in 3000 years, bears fruit in 3000 years, ripens in another 3000 years, and eats in short 1 years. The bodhisattva's sprinkling lasted ten thousand years, wouldn't it be possible to shorten the ten thousand years by sprinkling it later?"

Avalokitesvara took the willow branches in his hand and inserted them back into the jade bottle: "My water only brings the dead back to life, not shortening the samsara. The effect of ginseng fruit stems from the fact that it absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon. It is like a Jiazi for 3000 years. It also enters the reincarnation of the three realms. To restore his original appearance, how can he create it out of thin air?"

"The Bodhisattva's words are unreasonable. Blooming and bearing fruit is a common thing. Could it be that every tree is reincarnated?" The monkey thought very quickly, and was not afraid to raise his head. Guanyin's smile remained unchanged, and he looked at Tripitaka. Comprehension: "Why not? There is a big reincarnation in the Three Realms, and there is also a small reincarnation. The light dust is reincarnated for a moment, and the tree is reincarnated once a year. Reincarnation is not death. This is to return to your own new life."

"Jin Chanzi is right."

On the other side under the tree, Zhen Yuanzi smiled slightly. His face suddenly changed, his eyes got bigger, his cheeks bulged, his skin was pink and smooth, and his beard fell off. , wrapped in that long robe, lying on the ground—his apprentices didn’t dare to speak, a group of people all looked down at him, watching what he was talking about, curled up, and finally disappeared into the clothes , and then a burst of blue flames ignited on the spot, and someone wrapped in a Taoist robe slowly walked out of the flames.

Sanzang looked at his face, the man had his Taoist hair tied up, his three beards were down, his sleeves were fluttering, he came suddenly on the wind, and nodded to him, like an old friend of many years.The scene in front of him was torn apart, and soon he entered his own illusion again. He was wearing a Buddha-treasure robe, and a man in green clothes sat down beside him. There were black and white gossip patterns embroidered on his clothes, and he took the initiative to talk to him. His tone was originally cold, and he exchanged a few words It was later discovered that the other party was actually a confidant, and the two really wanted to date/in the future, and made an appointment for a meeting, and he even handed him tea to him.

When the fingers touched, those pictures disappeared, and Zhen Yuanzi no longer looked like a boy in front of him, but was exactly the same as him in the illusion, very chic and suave.

"Hearing the words of the old man, I have indeed made great progress. For a hundred years, I have been obsessed with that promise and have not fulfilled it. Instead, I have indulged my temperament and stopped not progressing. It is no different from a child. It is easy to laugh. Now I am reborn in reincarnation and returned to my original appearance...Zhen Yuanzi I would like to thank the Holy Monk Tripitaka for his guidance.”

He called Sanzang the holy monk, but he was not the golden cicada of that day.

After all, the old alliance still missed the silence.

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Zhen Yuanzi finally admitted that Sanzang is now, and had to find out sadly that he would never return to the moment when he met Jin Chanzi [Da Wu]