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

"This is called Lingyun Ferry. Crossing this bridge and this water means that you will be free from all dust and dust from now on."

Xuanzang stepped on the single-plank bridge first, the log was not fixed, and once a person stepped on the log, the log began to shake. He took a few steps forward, turned back, and stretched out his hand to signal Chen Wei to extend his hand.

Chen Wei held the palm in fear, looked down at the slippery wood under his feet, stepped on it carefully, and the wood under his feet began to shake on the spot.

"Look forward, don't look at your feet." Xuanzang held that hand, walked on the single-plank bridge as if walking on flat ground, and pulled the people behind him to move forward step by step, walking towards the other end of Lingyundu.

The Jinding Daxian stood aside, watching with a smile as they walked up the single-plank bridge hand in hand, which seemed to be separated from the sky from a distance. He shook the whisk in his hand and went directly to the bottom of the bridge to untie the ropes of the boat tied to the boulder. Come, raise a whisk, and the bottomless boat will automatically float to the opposite bank without wind.

Above the bridge, when Chen Wei walked halfway, he saw the boat coming out from under his feet, and the ferryman standing on the boat was the Jinding Daxian who led them just now.

The mortal monk cast his eyes on the bottom of the small boat. Except for a step under the bow of the bow where the Jinding Daxian stood, the whole boat turned out to be a bottomless boat.

Xuanzang, who was walking in the forefront, pulled the man who was holding his wrist tightly, and felt that the other party was stagnant, turned back to look at the man, and saw him standing in the middle of the bridge with his head lowered and curiously looking at the bottomless boat under the bridge.

Explain it for him. "This is the boat that guides the Buddha. If you want to accept the thoughts of all things in the world for a living like me, you can jump on the boat from here, and all wombs will sink to the bottom of the river here."

"No, no, no, I'm very satisfied with my body!" When he heard that the price of jumping on the boat would be losing his body, Chen Wei refused on the spot, urging Xuanzang to move on.

All the way to the other side of the single-plank bridge, the golden fairy behind him followed all the way to the end in the small boat. Seeing that the newly promoted Taiyi golden fairy was unwilling to board the boat, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

He is the Empress of the Golden Crown in this Yuzhen Temple, but he loves to watch those monsters and monsters who unravel barriers, reconcile the four phases, and ascend to the top. I am deeply afraid that if I fail to learn the Dao, I will fall into the river and fall short.

Xuanzang held Chen Wei's hand the whole way, leading him forward, and when he reached the other shore steadily, he lifted his feet and jumped ashore briskly.

Behind him, the Immortal Jinding tied the boat to the rocks on the ground, and came over with his whisk to guide them.

"Further ahead is the mountain gate of Daleiyin Temple."

His chubby body moves very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he got in front of Chen Wei and Xuanzang, leading them to the sacred place of flowers, truffles, phoenixes and cranes, and in a blink of an eye, the three of them arrived at the mountain gate of the ancient temple of Leiyin place.

Chen Wei and Xuanzang walked side by side in the rear, and the mortal monk, who came here for the first time, could hardly see enough.

There was no time to blink, relying on Xuanzang to follow, Chen Wei didn't even look at the road, but looked up at the eighteen jade pillars that stretched all around. The golden fairy ape picks fruit into the forest, and there are also white cranes perched on the branches, tilting their heads to look at the Qingluan not far away, and the picture of the colorful phoenix standing proudly on the branches, combing their feathers.

The mortal monk turned his eyes away from these fairy beasts, and saw that along the steps of the mountain gate, there were countless Qionglouyuyu with golden jade tiles, and there was no end to the Baoge Zhenlou.

"Are all these things real?" Chen Wei looked down at the seamless jade under his feet, wondering if these gods and Buddhas were too rich?

Xuanzang was asked this question for the first time, and he also looked down at the jade-paved steps under his feet: "Before Shakyamuni became a Buddha, he was the prince of Kapilavastu. After he became a monk, he gathered countless believers here. These things were made by those people, so they should be true."

The corner of the mouth of the Jinding Daxian who was leading the way in front of them twitched. It was the first time he had led the way, and it was the first time he heard someone discussing whether the jade on the ground was real.

"Wow, then he is really rich. Don't you monks pay attention to the cleanliness of the six senses and have no desires or desires? So much gold, silver and jewelry are used to pave roads and build houses, so luxurious." Especially Chen Wei squinted his eyes and looked at the distant place Hanging on the door is the hall of the Temple of Heavenly Kings.

The eyes are all golden. Under the sunlight, as long as a person with normal eyesight sees twice, he will be photographed and cry on the spot.

It's not that I was moved to come to the Holy Land of Lingshan, but I was overstimulated by the golden color.

As the second disciple of Sakyamuni, Buddha Zi nodded expressionlessly: "His aesthetics has always been bad."

In the memory of those tens of thousands of years on the bodhi tree, he has always firmly believed in his own judgment on this point.

The Jinding Immortal in front of him was already numb, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace, and soon sent them to the top of the Lingshan Mountain in one breath.

When he arrived at the door, he took a deep breath and turned to look at the two people who were chatting all the way behind him: "I will send it here, and please invite Zhantan Gongde Buddha and this Taiyi Jinxian to enter by myself."

Standing on the last step, Chen Wei looked up at the vast top of the Lingshan Mountain with no visible edge. The left and right sides were covered with green pine forests, and there were countless upas, good men, monks, and nuns standing under the forest. Put your palms together and salute from a distance.

"These are all practitioners." Xuanzang pulled Chen Wei through the tens of thousands of upasakas and upasakas without looking sideways, until he reached the second mountain gate, and walked out of the four great Vajras from behind the jade pillars. Salute them.

"These are the Four King Kongs."

Chen Wei turned his head and looked at the four iron tower-like giants who passed by, "I heard that there are four heavenly kings in the heavenly court, and you have four kings in Lingshan. They are all four against four, which one is stronger?"

"I don't know, I haven't played."

The voices of the two spoke along the wind to the ears of the Four King Kongs, and the corners of the four King Kongs guarding the second gate twitched at the same time.

For the first time, someone compared them with the Four Heavenly Kings of Heaven.

Jiguo Vajra held his chin and asked the Miji King Kong beside him: "Have you been to the Heavenly Court, have you seen the Four Heavenly Kings, if they fight, will we win or they will win?"

Miji King Kong began to think seriously, recalling the four heavenly kings he saw when he went to the heavenly court: "I know that there is a Li Tianwang in the heavenly court. He has the Linglong Pagoda presented by our Buddha in his hand. He probably can't beat it. The other three fight alone. Seems to be about the same?"

Chen Wei couldn't hear what the Four King Kong were discussing behind him.

He was led by Xuanzang directly to the Great Hall of Great Heroes, and pushed open the three-foot-high gate. Inside the gate were eight Bodhisattvas, eighteen jalans, five hundred arhas, and three thousand Jiedi Tongtong.

All the gods and Buddhas are sitting on the ground, listening to Shakyamuni's scriptures and teachings with their ears raised in meditation.

The sound of the door opening came, and everyone in the hall looked back.

Chen Wei was taken aback. Thousands of pairs of eyes, together with those curious expressions, turned to look at you at the same time. The subconscious reaction of normal people is to raise their hands and open the door. The door closed again.

The mortal monk moved faster than his brain, and when he came back to his senses, he found himself holding Xuanzang and standing outside the door. This heavy and high door had been tightly closed by him.

Xuanzang, who was still waiting to introduce him to the situation inside: "? Don't go in? Shakyamuni is teaching scriptures inside. The young man who was sitting in the front and facing us just now, with his breasts exposed is him."

"Next time, they seem to be in class, so don't bother them." Chen Wei waved his hand. He just noticed that the room was full of people, and he didn't notice who Shakyamuni was. It seemed that there was a person sitting and facing them. direction.

It's just that he didn't see clearly what he looked like and what clothes he was wearing.

"It's the same as what he said. You haven't heard it. It's better not to listen to it in the future, otherwise he will take this group of gods and Buddhas to speak under the Bodhi tree. It's very noisy." There are only two words in Xuanzang's memory to describe the Buddhist disciples who have listened to the scriptures and Taoism for countless years.

"Noisy."

"Okay, okay, let's go, where are we going next?" The mortal monk pulled the Buddha who stood at the door of the Buddha who disliked other people's lectures, and decided to leave here before the Buddhas inside heard what they said.

Inside the Mahavira Hall, Sakyamuni held the Bodhi beads in his hand and looked at the door with a smile on his face. The voice outside the door was clear and pleasing to the ear, and he could hear the five hundred aro and the three thousand Jiedi clearly.

"Baoge, the place where the scriptures are stored, is no different from the scripture storage pavilion in Huasheng Temple, but it is bigger." This flat voice without any ups and downs, you don't need to think about it to know that it is the golden cicada.

"Go, go, I want to know how big it is, is it as many as tens of millions of scriptures?" This is the voice of the Taiyi Jinxian who just closed the door.

"Probably not, Shakyamuni could not write so many." This is the voice of Jin Chanzi, who has become a Buddha, expressing his dissatisfaction with the number of scriptures.

"It's amazing to have so many. By the way, if you are the second disciple, then don't you also have a senior brother? Who is your senior brother? Is it also in the hall just now?" It was Taiyi who was very interested in their Mahayana Buddhism. Golden fairy sound.

"I didn't see, Kassapa always steals my bodhi branch, if you meet him in the future, tell me." He went to clean up that guy.

The voice outside the door got farther and farther away, and Kassapa, who was sitting in the corner inside the door, pinched the bodhi beads in his hand full of resentment, it was over, and Quan Lingshan would know about his stealing of the bodhi tree.

At this moment, the expressions of the people in the hall were all different, and for a while they couldn't tell whether it was a good thing for Jin Chanzi to be reincarnated with human nature with all kinds of emotions and six desires, or whether to ignore them like before on the treetops good thing.

In the past, he was too lazy to talk to them, but now he is willing to open his mouth to talk to people, but he is saying annoying things all the time. Compared with him, it seems that it is a wrong idea to arrange for him to be reincarnated.

Who was the Bodhisattva who came up with this idea?

In the main hall, the Eight Great Bodhisattvas, the Eighteen Jialan, and the five hundred Aro have all become objects of suspicion.

Cihang, who really came up with the idea, had already taken off all his belongings, and stood on the reincarnation platform in the Nether Realm wearing an ordinary monk's clothes.

The King of Hades of Ten Halls came with Po Meng who brought the soup, and personally handed the bowl of soup to the Bodhisattva standing on the high platform.

Cihang picked up the bowl of soup and drank it down in one gulp, then dropped the bowl to look at the human path on the stage of reincarnation, and stepped into the human path with a face full of compassion.

In Xumijian, in the second year of Wu Zhou's longevity in the mortal world, a daughter with a red mole on the center of her eyebrow was born at the Neiguan family in Beijiao Lane in Luoyang City.

Seventeen years later, two immortal Buddhas who came from Lingshan in the west and passed by here stopped this well-known woman.

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The author has something to say: this is the end of the text, thank you for your support for five months!

Next is the extra episode, Jin Chanzi and Chen Wei's previous Ninth World.

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