[Journey to the West] The monster took me away again

After Chen Wei made a deal with him, he took the purple gold bowl filled with water and returned to the place where the three apprentices were resting. When they got there, the three apprentices had also rested.

The four of them ate some dry food, and then went to the river to wash up. Then they changed into clean clothes and led the horse. They called the old man out of the reeds with their luggage.

"The holy monk sit still."

The old man climbed ashore and let Chen Wei get on his back. Chen Wei carefully stepped on it with a nine-ringed tin stick in one hand. After walking a few steps, he found that it was really stable, and then took the reins of the white dragon horse.

The white dragon horse also stood on the old man's back, and the three disciples also stepped on the old man's effortless appearance.

The old man waited for the four of them, master and apprentice, to get on their backs, their limbs slowly kicking off, stepping on the water as if they were on flat ground, and carried them on their backs, all the way to the west bank.

Chen Wei sat on the opponent's back, watching the river recede beside him, bent down and put one hand in the water, feeling the coolness of the river.

The old man carried them on his back and walked on the waves for a whole night. Only at dawn did he send them to the west bank, and climbed up the bank to release them one by one.

"Holy Monk, don't forget the agreement with the old man."

"The poor monk will never forget. I will ask for you when I get to Lingshan."

Chen Wei assured it that the old man was relieved to re-enter the water, and waited for them to come back to tell him the answer.

The four masters and apprentices stood on the shore and watched each other disappear into the water before turning around and looking forward.

The towering buildings in front are connected to the cloud screen, soaring a hundred feet into the sky, soaring into the sky, and the mid-air is full of auspicious lights and five colors.

"Master, the highest place is the Holy Land of Buddha." Wukong stood at the foot of the mountain, pointing to the top and introducing it to Chen Wei.

"Rest for an hour first, eat something before we climb the mountain."

Chen Wei looked up at the high mountain in front of him, and signaled everyone to rest first.

After spending one night in the Tongtian River, although the back shell of the old man was very stable, thinking of the unfathomable river water in all directions, Chen Wei did not dare to fall asleep, for fear that he would accidentally roll over and fall down, and he would be forced to suffer. for one night.

When I got here and saw Lingshan, my eyelids couldn't hold it anymore, I hurriedly found my blanket from the suitcase, fell asleep, and didn't even have time to write a diary to talk to Xuanzang, and fell asleep as soon as I lay down.

When the three apprentices saw him lying down, they also lay down.

The Immortal Jinding who came here yesterday looked at the four masters and disciples who were lying on the ground, and signaled to the guiding Bodhisattva to keep silent.

A group of Bodhisattvas and Immortals who came down to pick them up stood beside them, waiting for them to wake up.

An hour later, Xuanzang opened his eyes. The mortal monk who had just woken up looked at the four or four pairs of figures in front of him, and with a blank expression, he took off the blanket and sat up.

As soon as he woke up, the three apprentices also woke up.

"Tang Monk, these are the eight Bodhisattvas and the Four Vajras who came down from Lingshan to pick you up."

Xuanzang stood up, looked up at the place above where the Buddha's light shined, lowered his head and straightened his wrinkled clothes, and then faced the crowd with clasped hands: "The poor monk Dongtu Datang Tang Xuanzang, after ten years of journey westward I came to Xitian Lingshan to seek the scriptures, and I thank all Bodhisattvas for coming to guide me today."

The Great Immortal Jinding saw him yesterday and saw his expressionless and cold face, thinking that it was because he was too nervous after arriving at Lingshan, so he walked directly in front of him to lead him the way.

"Lingyundu is in front of you. We will arrive after crossing that single-plank bridge. Benxian will guide you."

The eight guiding Bodhisattvas and the four Vajras stood still, the eight guiding Bodhisattvas walked in front to escort them, and the four Vajras walked behind.

When everyone walked towards Lingyun Ferry, their eyes fell on Xuanzang from time to time.

As the guiding Bodhisattva and Vajra at the foot of the Lingshan Mountain, they have no impression of Jin Chanzi.

I only know that this is the second disciple of the Buddha, but a golden cicada on the bodhi tree. On the day when the Buddha Tathagata became holy, he got a piece of good luck and became a fairy in one step, only half a step away from the saint.

The reincarnation of the tenth life has never come here. This is what they saw with their own eyes. The second disciple of the Buddha looked like a mortal, with a brocade cassock on his shoulders, and a tin staff with nine rings in his hand, walking up the mountain silently.

Looking at his body again, the merits and virtues all over his body are abilities that they have been unable to achieve after thousands of years of cultivation.

After a group of people walked five or six kilometers forward, they finally arrived at the Lingyun Ferry. It was a small river with a width of three feet. There was a single-plank bridge on the bridge. From a distance, it looked like a jade building across the sky, but from a close view, the water was dry.

"Tang Seng, please."

The Jinding Immortal who took the lead stood aside and made way for Tang Seng to go first.

The eight guiding Bodhisattvas also stood sideways, clasped their hands together, and invited Tang Monk to go first.

Xuanzang saw that there was only one piece of wood on the bridge, which was thin and slippery, and looked back at his big apprentice: "Wukong, come here."

"Master, let my old grandson go first." Wukong looked at this single tree that could only put two feet down, and worried that Xuanzang would not be able to walk.

"Okay, after you pass by, use your golden cudgel to turn it into a rope. I'll take this end and you tie the other end to the big tree over there."

Sun Wukong took out the golden cudgel according to his instructions, and swung it into a ten-meter-long rope. Xuanzang tied one end of the rope around his waist. He wobbled to the other party, found a big tree and tied it up, and waved to this side: "Master, come quickly, it's already tied up."

The Immortal Jinding looked at the scene where the apprentice was pulling the rope while the master tied the rope to cross the bridge, and the soles of his feet were floating by Xuanzang's side out of thin air, and asked him in amazement: "Tang Monk, are you afraid that you will fall?"

"Even if he won't fall, the poor monk will not put himself in danger without guarantee."

Walking on the rickety single-plank bridge, Xuanzang's tone was still cold, and he wobbled across the bridge.

He untied the rope around his waist and looked back. The dozen or so Bodhisattva Vajras who were guiding him all flew directly across the bridge.

No one actually passed by that bridge, and saw that this bridge was specially designed for mortals like him to pass through.

A group of people crossed Lingyun Ferry, and when they walked forward, the eight guiding Bodhisattvas stopped at the gate of the mountain.

"They were only sent here, and I'm leaving too." Jinding glanced at the crowd and said with a smile, "Today, the Buddha Tathagata is overjoyed and has been waiting on the top of Lingshan for a long time. Venerable Kasyapa will come from the mountain gate soon." Pick up everyone.

"Amitabha, thank you Bodhisattvas for escorting us all the way." Xuanzang thanked them again, and walked forward into the mountain gate amidst the clouds and mist.

After stepping out with one foot and standing still again, what Xuanzang saw was not the inside of the mountain gate, but directly to the Great Hall of Great Heroes.

On the treasure hall, a young man with half-naked monk clothes is sitting on the lotus platform. Standing beside him are eight Bodhisattvas, four Vajras, five hundred Aruo, and three thousand Jiedi. There are four masters and apprentices.

Xuanzang had finally seen enough of who was sitting on the Baolian Terrace in front of him, and vaguely felt that the other person looked familiar, as if he had seen him many times somewhere.

On the Baolian platform above, Tathagata smiled and looked at the second apprentice with a cold and expressionless face below, waiting patiently for the other party to speak first.

"Disciple Xuanzang, following the order of the emperor of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, went to Baoshan to pray for the scriptures, so as to benefit all living beings. I hope that the Buddha will be gracious and give the scriptures back to the country as soon as possible." Xuanzang recognized his position, lowered his eyes and knelt down. On the ground, explain your purpose.

"Tang Seng, your eastern land, the great Tang Dynasty, has a high sky and a thick land, a large number of things and a dense population. You are greedy and murderous. I will send you the Tripitaka today.

Xuanzang knelt on the ground and looked at the shadows of all the Buddhas in the sky, but he was thinking in his heart that during the ten years since he came out of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, whether the monsters he encountered on the way to the west were fierce and cruel, or those monsters in Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty Even less sensible.

He also thought that in Diling County, [-] miles away from Lingshan Mountain, there was an incident of thieves taking advantage of the night rain to rob and kill yesterday.

If he really got the Tripitaka, the people who want to save it are not limited to Dongtu Datang.

I, Buddha Tathagata above, was distracted when he saw him kneeling below, and pretended not to see it and continued talking.

"The Tripitaka consists of heaven, earth, and ghosts. There are 35 volumes in total, with a total of 140 volumes. They are all the doors of righteousness and goodness. I hope you can help all beings to escape from suffering from now on."

"Disciple would like to follow the instruction." Xuanzang kowtowed his head and thanked him.

"Okay, you go to Zhenlou with Kasyapa and others to have some fast food first, and then open the treasure pavilion, pass on my Tripitaka to him, and let him pass it on to the east, and give him great kindness forever."

Kasyapa, Venerable Aga received the order to welcome the four of them, the master and the disciples, downstairs, and invited them to the Zhen Tower to have a fast.

I saw that the gods who set up offerings there were full of fairy tea and fairy fruits. After the master and apprentice sat down, they looked at the delicacies on the table.

"Wuneng, isn't it your favorite food? Why don't you do it?" Wukong pushed Wuneng and asked him to do it first.

"When my old pig arrived here, I suddenly became less hungry."

Wu Neng looked at a table full of food, and for the first time, he didn't want to eat.

Xuanzang looked at the food on the table, picked up the fairy tea and drank it without changing his face. After he started to do it first, the three apprentices finally dared to let go of their hands and feet and started to eat.

Soon the four of them were full, and they were welcomed by the two venerables to the treasure pavilion, where they selected the Tripitaka.

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