[Journey to the West] Jagged Tang San Burial

When Xuanzang saw these two treasures, he expected that there must be a lot of articles in the future.Is there any blacksmith in the world who is full and has nothing to do, forging a tin staff that cannot even be lifted by three or four soldiers? Is there any embroiderer who spends all his precious fabrics to make a cassock/cassock——Think again As Fayi mentioned many times, many Western bodhisattvas and arhats stare at the predestined people all day long, and from time to time they go down to earth to give them one or two precious scriptures/cassocks, and then the person is so determined that he doesn’t care about anything and just recites scriptures all day long. It would be better to give him an easy-to-use long stick, teach him a few orthodox Western Mahayana Buddhist mantras to save lives, and let him save a few more demons.

Fayi's tone was full of regret, and after complaining, he asked Xuanzang not to mention his words to Faming, otherwise he would be heartbroken and say that junior and junior should not make such nonsense.

As expected, on the seventh day of the Water and Land Conference, when Xuanzang was standing on the stage to give a lecture, a scabbed wandering monk suddenly squeezed through the crowd, patted the platform and shouted loudly, "That monk, you can only talk about the Hinayana." teaching method, can we talk about Mahayana?"

The guards beside the stage came to pull the wandering monk one after another, and because of his mangy face, he yelled to go away in disgust, but the wandering monk ignored the weapons in the guards' hands, but continued to shout at Xuanzang, who saw Xuanzang's expression was indifferent As if contemplating, another wandering monk squeezed out from the crowd.

At this time, there were many onlookers beside the stage, all of whom were talking about it, and the laughter of the two people was pervasive, as if they were lingering in Xuanzang's ears, and the cassock/robes on his body seemed to have their own consciousness, pulling his hands and feet forward.

"I have no interest in Mahayana Buddhism, the two Bodhisattvas can leave."

Xuanzang was dragged off the stage by his cassock, he clasped his hands together and said to those two,

"The ambition of the poor monk is to eliminate demons, not to pass on the scriptures. When the demons are gone, everything will come to pass."

The expressions on the faces of the two wandering monks can be described as wonderful. The people watching all praised Master Xuanzang for being different and ambitious, but then reprimanded the two people for being inexplicable, flirting with the master for no reason, and trying to attract the master's attention. Unpredictable.

At this time, the wandering monk who came later threw away the guards, as if he had suddenly thought of something, and sneered coldly: "Exorcism? You monk really doesn't know what to do. Did your master teach you to pass the Mahayana Dharma to save you from rebirth?" curse?"

——Sure enough, the Bodhisattva in Fayi's mouth descended to earth.

Before Xuanzang could reply, news came from the imperial city, saying that the two masters and Master Xuanzang were invited to enter the palace.

As soon as the emperor met the wandering monks in the court, the king of Tang immediately recognized them as the monks who gave him cassocks and tin rods, and asked them why they disturbed the lecture.The wandering monk did not worship, so he said, "Your master teaches the Hinayana teachings, and the dead cannot be saved. I have the Tripitaka of Mahayana Buddhism, which can save the dead from suffering, and the life will not be damaged."Tang Wang heard the horoscope, which hit his obsession, and asked quickly: "Where does your Mahayana Buddhism lie?"

The wandering monk actually smiled at Xuanzang, and replied: "In Daxi Tianzhu Kingdom Daleiyin Temple, where I Buddha Tathagata is, I can untie all knots of grievances and eliminate innocent disasters."

Having said this, Xuanzang still didn't know the real meaning of these two Bodhisattvas going down to earth. He thought that this tin stick was really hard to get, and the reward was like cheating a monk. From then on, he went to Daleiyin Temple in Chang'an , It's a long journey, and I don't know how many monsters and ghosts I will meet along the way, so I found him-it's really a trap.

Tang Wanglian said yes, yes, and asked others to lead him to the stage to give a lecture.The Bodhisattva was also unceremonious, and flew up to the high platform under the eyes of everyone, and then stepped on the auspicious clouds until he reached the sky, where he appeared in the original body of the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, holding the willow in the clean bottle, shining brilliantly.The person behind the Bodhisattva also turned around and turned into a golden body of Mu Zha, holding a long gold-plated stick in his hand, raised his chin towards Xuan Zang, and cheered up.

Xuanzang was baffled, thinking that indeed all Bodhisattvas are equally idle.

The Bodhisattva was worshiped by believers and believers in mid-air, and led Mu Zha away, and the auspicious clouds gradually disappeared.And Tang Wang saw that in the middle of the air, there was a slip of paper, on which there were a few verses, which were clearly written.The eulogy said: "Greetings to the Lord of the Tang Dynasty, there are wonderful writings in the west. The journey is one hundred and eight thousand miles, and the Mahayana is diligent. When this scripture returns to the kingdom of Shang, it can surpass ghosts and go out of the crowd. Now there is a destined person, Xuanzang Jiangliuer, He will return to Chang'an one day, and he will become a golden body."

The simple post was read out in public, and the Bodhisattva's decree was firmly on Xuanzang's head. The Tang king held his hands, overjoyed, and said: "In my opinion, this person must fall on the master. Now The mage is just a predestined person who can fetch this scripture for me, and I am willing to be a brother with you." Then he changed his name to Yudi Shengseng.

The newly-appointed royal brother, the holy monk, was full of reluctance, so he had no choice but to agree, and went back to say goodbye to the abbot and master.But Fayi thinks this is a good job, saying that your master and I were also traveling around the world back then, exorcising demons and subduing demons all the way, and you just happened to take over my job, my little disciple, to see if the world is peaceful or not, and by the way, let the Mahayana Buddhism be transcended After learning the mantra of the past life, I taught him a few words——Xuanzang chuckled twice, saying that the master's idea is good, but the reality is cruel.

The king of Tang was eager to seek scriptures, and the next day he called people to invite Yudi, the holy monk, and said that he would bid farewell to Yudi at the gate of Chang'an.At the gate of the city, the king of Tang personally poured the wine, handed it to Xuanzang with both hands, and said that I had a dream yesterday, held the three scriptures in my hand, and the world is peaceful. My brother is going forward for me this time, so it is better to call it Sanzang. The auspicious sign in the dream has come true.

Xuanzang thought that these two dharma titles sounded the same, he could call them whatever he wanted, and the monsters he met on the road might not know the name of Master Xuanzang in Chang'an City, so it would not be impossible to change them, so he agreed and drank lightly. After taking a sip of wine, he bid farewell to the long journey.The king of Tang originally had horses, clothes, and several walkers. Sanzang politely rejected the walkers, saying that the poor monk is quite skilled in martial arts and has the ability to protect himself. Please rest assured, the king of Tang. In the future, the pine branches in the city will face east, and the poor monk will be Back to Chang'an.

After leaving Chang'an City, Sanzang led the horse and saw that the official road in front of him bypassed the mountains and weeds, and there was still a long way to go around, so he didn't take it, and went straight across the rugged mountains, pulling weeds to find the way.

There are overgrown trees in the mountains, and there is no place for footing. Occasionally, the horse's hooves step on sharp thorns, neighing restlessly, and wanting to break free from the reins, Sanzang shifted his tin stick to the left, raised his hand to hold down its head, and the horse gradually calmed down. , just hissed a few times, obviously afraid of Sanzang.

One person and one horse walked for more than half a day, the forest was getting denser, the sun was dim, suddenly the horse's hooves were empty, and the whole horse fell to the right side into a pit.

The pit was quite deep, and Sanzang was lucky that the horse didn't fall, otherwise it would break its leg, and it wouldn't be able to leave it here to fend for itself, but think about it carefully, who would set a trap here in a deserted place?

Sanzang has encountered this kind of routine at least seven or eight times. He did not move, and waited quietly in the pit for a while. Sure enough, a black wind wrapped in a monster swept down and brought him out of the pit.After leaving the pit, the black wind took him into a hole, and a monster with a blue face and fangs sat on a stone bench.

After landing, Sanzang glanced at the horses and luggage behind him, there was a lot, and his tin staff was still in his hand, so he tidied up his cassock first, and thanked the little demon who brought him here.

The little monster stared at him with bull's eyes like copper bells, and it took a long time before he said, "Have you gone crazy, monk?" But the monster sitting above was already impatient, and was waving his hands to take out some utensils to cook human flesh At that time, two demons came in from the cave.

The location of the Sanzang station is rather subtle, facing the little monster, when he heard the movement outside the cave, he happened to meet the monster who came in, and suddenly recognized one of the familiar monsters, even an old monster from a foreign land, very kind.

"Amitabha, it turns out that you haven't been beaten to death by the poor monk. What a coincidence."

That monster is named Tiger, it is a withered vine that was corroded by the burial corpse under the vine, and transformed into a monster. It was once beaten by Sanzang until it turned into a dry vine, and he let him go without noticing it. It was his hands and feet that softened, and he shouted in horror, "Xuanzang!!"

"It's not Xuanzang, it's Sanzang."

Sanzang tapped the tin stick in his hand on the ground, with an amiable smile on his face,

"Since we met by fate, why not let the poor monk save you?——The poor monk promises that he will be gentle."

The author has something to say: Sanzang is in a good mood when he meets an old demon in a foreign land, and he talks a lot more kindly⊙▽⊙

From now on, Sanzang will be used instead of Xuanzang.

I feel that the plot can be summed up in one sentence—the full-level monk Baba changed his name and brought his apprentice to the copy of Journey to the West, asking how the apprentice has been hooked up by the banshee.