In fact, the sage of Renjiao is reconciling with the West for the sake of his stupid brother. Iron Fan wants to prove the Tao and become a saint, which affects the interests of the Western Church.

But things are not so easy, the West is about to prosper, and the luck of the human race is so great that it is far from being solved by one or two innate spiritual roots.

In the end, before the negotiation was settled, his good disciple over there gave him a surprise. Even if he wants to reconcile well now, he still has to owe the west a big karma for this matter, and give the west an explanation.

Other monks may not know what's going on, but the sage can figure it out with a pinch of his fingers.

The Renjiao saint's face was full of helplessness.

If it is said that his disciple is a rare clever person, otherwise he would not be selected by his disciples to join the team of Buddhist scriptures.

But this person is afraid that he is too clever, look, he is too clever, find trouble for himself.

Western religions just don’t know that Tang Sanzang gave birth to a child, just like what Monkey King thought, Tang Seng didn’t violate the precepts, and he gave birth as soon as he was born. As long as he didn’t take it with him to learn scriptures, they turned a blind eye and closed it. One eye is gone.

No one thought that such a big event as learning the scriptures and giving birth to a child could be anticlimactic, and it passed quietly, and the opposing forces did not stand up to attack them with this matter.

Zhu Gangli felt guilty, bought a luxurious carriage with his own money, put Tang Sanzang in the carriage, and ran away with others after changing the customs clearance document.

Sun Wukong looked at Zhu Ganglu, who often cried poorly, with a look of astonishment: "Where did you get so much money?"

When Zhu Ganglu was in Gaolaozhuang, he had no money. He was supported by his father-in-law and daughter-in-law in Gaolaozhuang. He ate a lot and was disgusted. He is the son-in-law.

Along the way, Zhu Gangli followed their group to beg for alms for hunger, and ate some wild fruits to satisfy their hunger, and he never saw him pay for an inn or buy something to eat.

Suddenly seeing him spend so much money to buy a luxurious carriage, Monkey was stunned.

Zhu Ganglian smiled, and said to the monkey: "Brother Monkey, my old pig has been a fairy in the mortal world for so many years, and it is normal to rob a bandit and bully once in a while, how can I not save some money? It's just that it's not easy to take out flowers."

The monkey tilted his head and looked at Zhu Ganglu: "Why is it not easy to take out flowers?"

Zhu Ganglian looked at the monkey in disbelief, thinking that the apprentices of the Saints in the West are really interesting, and a direct disciple raised is like a fool, who doesn't understand anything.

"Learning scriptures is a test before the great prosperity of the West. What is required is that those who learn the scriptures have to endure all kinds of hardships before they can achieve true results. If we eat and drink all the way and go to the West comfortably, do you think the merits will be greatly reduced? "

After Zhu Ganglu finished speaking, he kindly made a point: "Anyone who can become an immortal and attain the Tao must be a person who has great merit to the world. If he wants to gain merit, he must go through hardships. The sky will send a great mission to the people, and they must suffer first." The mind, the muscles and bones are exhausted, the body is starved, the body is emptied, and the behavior is disturbed, so the heart and patience have benefited what they cannot."

"Your body is a monkey, and your blood is a chaotic demon ape. It is wild and unruly. That's why your master ordered you to be suppressed for 500 years before learning the scriptures. The purpose is to sharpen your character."

He secretly felt that this time he had caused a catastrophe, so he deliberately sold it to Monkey King. At this time, befriending the people in the west may be beneficial in exchange.

It was the first time for Sun Wukong to hear people say that, he was startled, he turned his head to look at Xiaobailong, seeing Xiaobailong nod slowly, his mood was complicated for a while.

Although he appreciates his master's kindness in preaching, accepting karma and resolving doubts, and also relies on the sense of belonging that his master gave him, but the foreshadowing before Iron Fan was not in vain.

At this time, after hearing what Zhu Ganglu said, I realized that my monkey life was actually arranged from birth.In other words, it had been arranged since before he was born.

The master even calculated his xinxing and how to sharpen him.

He is really like those monkeys being played on the street, his every move is under the control of others.

He lowered his head and said indifferently: "Master really has good intentions."

Seeing that Sun Wukong was in a bad mood, Zhu Gangli shuddered in his heart: "Isn't this the case for those who become immortals and achieve Taoism, and you are not an exception."

He said again: "Your master loves you, even the bodhi seed of his body has given you to restore the foundation. Among his disciples, you are the only one."

After saying this, Sun Wukong was stunned suddenly: "Isn't the Bodhi son given by the master's heir?"

Zhu Ganglian's expression paused, and he secretly scolded himself for talking too much and making mistakes, and only perfunctory said: "I only know that the bodhi seed is indeed made by the saint's body, and it is hard to find in the world, even if the saint has few. I don't know."

Sun Wukong glanced at Zhu Ganglu thoughtfully, and said, "You know a lot."

Zhu Ganglian chuckled: "At any rate, he was born earlier than you, so he naturally knows more."

Iron Fan and Master Tongtian, who were going to the West to discuss cooperation, happened to hear this passage when they passed by, and a flash of inspiration flashed in Iron Fan's mind, and he suddenly laughed.

She almost forgot that Bodhi is the incarnation of the bodhi seed of the innate spiritual root, proving the Tao and becoming a saint.

But the innate spiritual roots were injured to varying degrees during the opening of the sky, not to mention that Bodhi was born in the west. Back then, the demon ancestor blew up the western spiritual veins. Without the support of the spiritual veins, Bodhi naturally couldn't grow well.

His foundation may be damaged, otherwise he would not be able to attain Bodhi after he attained enlightenment.

If it's other problems, maybe she can't solve them, but she can just solve the basic things of Bodhi.

Her body, Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, is a great tonic for all spiritual roots. If there is anything in this world that can mend the foundation of innate spiritual roots, it is only Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and Sanguang Shenshui.

Unfortunately, Nine Heavens Breathing Soil is her body, and Sanguang Shenshui is her tears.

Ordinary Sanguang Shenshui and Jiutian Hope may not be so effective, but she is the transformation of Jiutian Breathing Soil, and she is already a quasi-sage. As long as she can prove the Tao and become a saint, her body will also be upgraded accordingly.

At that time, her body and tears are the only things that can repair the foundation of the saint's enlightenment.

She couldn't help laughing. Luck may be very important to the two Western Saints, because luck can improve their cultivation.

But the foundation is equally important, and only when the foundation is solid can he be promoted to a higher level. I believe that the two saints in the West can distinguish which is more important to them.

This time around, the negotiation went very smoothly.

When Bodhi was practicing in the west, his face turned a little pale.

"Junior brother, you didn't use bodhi seeds to restore your body? Then where did your bodhi seeds go? Last time you were injured by the master, you didn't use bodhi seeds to heal your wounds. Are you crazy?"

The author has something to say: "Heaven will send a great mission to the people, and they must first suffer their minds and wills, toil their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and disturb their actions. Impossible." From Mencius "Born in Worry, Die in Peace" Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 2021-12-2023:41:42~2021-12-2212:43:05 oh~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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