In the Heavens

Under the expectation of the people of Fengxian County, Tang Sanzang walked up to the high platform step by step under the scorching sun.

To pray for rain, Tang Sanzang was also a big girl on the sedan chair—the first time. However, judging from the expression of waving at the crowd from time to time, he doesn't seem to panic at all about this kind of scene.

This made Sun Wukong very anxious. According to the established script, Tang Sanzang was in charge of performing below, and he was in charge of inviting people to come and rain. As a result, the man was found, but unfortunately the rain did not fall.

No one dared to perfunctory what the Emperor of Heaven personally ordered. To say that it does not rain means that not a single drop of rain will fall.

If it was the original Monkey King, he would have to go to heaven to find out, but the monkeys today are not so naive.

Although he didn't know why Fengxian County was missed by the Emperor of Heaven, his reason told him: don't inquire about the leadership.

After hesitating again and again, Monkey King decided to go back first. If you cheat Tang Sanzang, you will be scolded a few times, and if you offend the Emperor of Heaven, you will be arranged.

On the high platform, Tang Sanzang had already set his posture, his mouth and hands were busy all the time. Fortunately, everyone was far away, so they couldn't hear what he was saying, otherwise the impression of an expert would collapse in an instant.

"Damn monkey, it's been so long, and there's still no movement. It's so unreliable, it deserves to be made into a monkey brain.

The Buddha is also true, he can't even arrange the guards for Buddhist scriptures, and he doesn't know how to govern Lingshan.

Fortunately, the poor monk is still a little bit capable, otherwise, he would be cheated to death sooner or later with such a few unreliable apprentices. Forget it, just don't wait for that monkey. "

While talking, Tang Sanzang didn't bother to continue to meditate, he stood up and shouted to the sky: "The wind rises!"

A ray of breeze blows, if it is not for shaking a few leaves not far away, everyone may not be able to feel it.

The first wave of pretense failed, Tang Sanzang was also annoyed, and continued to roar into the sky: "Yunju!"

I saw a multicolored auspicious cloud passing through the sky without any sign of stopping. There were no dark clouds before the rain, and there were no shadows.

Tang Sanzang blushed a little after successive attempts to pretend to be coercive, but he still said firmly: "These are minor problems and will not affect the normal progress of the rain."

Seeing this unreliable scene, the hearts of the people of Fengxian County who were full of expectations at this moment sank to the bottom of the valley again.

Fortunately, everyone's mentality was strong enough, and they didn't do anything radical, they just stood against Tang Sanzang quietly.

Similar things have happened to them countless times in the past three years. Those of the younger generation who were able to run had already run away, and the rest were old and weak who could not walk.

Persevering until now is just to wait for a miracle to happen. It's a pity that every time hope is ignited, it ends in disappointment in the end.

"Rain is coming!"

After the sound like thunder came from Tang Sanzang's mouth, the originally scorching sun suddenly turned sharply down, and instantly became cloudy. Before everyone could react, the rain was already pouring down.

The surprise came too suddenly, and those who prayed for rain showed the most sincere smiles in their hearts. Even if the rain hit their bodies and wet their clothes, everyone remained unmoved.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Tang Sanzang jumped off the high platform and left the scene with the fastest speed with his two apprentices.

It's one thing to pretend to be aggressive, but forget it in the rain. Unlike the people of Fengxian County who haven't seen rain for three years, Tang Sanzang, who was plagued by rain all the way, didn't like to get wet.

The rain kept falling, and Monkey King, who was swaying around and rushing back slowly, was stunned by this scene. For a moment, he even had the idea of ​​finding the Dragon King to settle accounts.

Of course, this is just a thought. As a knowledgeable monkey, Sun Wukong knows very well that the strength of the Dragon Clan is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

Although the sea is not as good as the great road, there is no shortage of natural treasures, spiritual mountains and blessed places in the vast sea area. If there is not enough strength, the Dragon Clan would have been robbed long ago.

Regardless of whether he was played by the Dragon King or not, Monkey King is in a good mood now. As long as it rained, it wasn't that he was incompetent.

"Master, I'm back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the atmosphere in the room was not right. Tang Sanzang, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing all stared at him strangely.

Waving his paw, Sun Wukong asked suspiciously: "You are looking at my old grandson, is there something wrong with me?"

"snort!"

After a cold drink, Tang Sanzang slammed the table and reprimanded Monkey King: "You monkey, you asked someone to come over to make it rain, what did you do?

If it weren't for the teacher's ability to force the rain to deal with the emergency, I don't know how it will end today! "

Hearing this answer, Monkey King was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted. Obviously, the Dragon King didn't deceive him.

Restricted by the Emperor of Heaven, the gods dare not rain in Fengxian County, but this does not mean that it cannot rain. As long as you are not afraid of offending the Emperor of Heaven, you can forcibly cast spells to rain.

As for the consequences, of course you have to be yourself. Forcibly slapping the Emperor in the face, you don't need to think about it, you know that there will be endless troubles.

Sun Wukong naturally wouldn't worry about cheap master. Since it appeared on the Westward Journey Road, it means that it was arranged by Buddhism and Tianting in advance.

But Tang Sanzang, who had a mortal body, was able to make rain on his own, which really surprised him.

Awakening the memory of the previous life does not mean taking back the cultivation of the previous life. Even if it can be retrieved, no one will do it.

How can I go through the cycle of reincarnation without gaining anything? No matter how anxious you are, you have to wait until the sutra learning is over.

Once the cultivation base is restored, the learning of scriptures cannot continue. It doesn't matter if you do it for nothing, if you destroy the calculation of Buddhism, it will kill you.

"Master, did you cast a spell on the rain just now?"

Sun Wukong asked uncertainly.

It can be seen from the eager look that Monkey King is really scared. It doesn't matter if Tang Sanzang dies, but if the city gate is on fire, can the fish in the pond be affected?

If the scripture learning project team is ruined, his wild monkey will be worthless. If the son of luck is not strong enough, he is also the meat on the chopping board.

Although the secret technique to usurp the merit of luck is rare, there must be such a powerful force in Buddhism. In the past, not many people did it because the benefits were not large enough and the backlash was very serious.

The son of luck is different. With Sun Wukong's innate merit and luck, it is worthy of a Buddhist master.

Of course, most of the time, this kind of child of luck is paid by everyone. But Sun Wukong doesn't think he has this kind of treatment. Who made him and Liangzi from the Buddhist sect long ago?

"Calm down! How many times has my teacher taught you not to panic, Wukong, why can't you change your impatience!"

After listening to Tang Sanzang's complaints, Monkey King almost collapsed on the spot. Let a monkey get rid of the monkey's eagerness, is that a human thing?

Before he could open his mouth to explain, Tang Sanzang continued: "Although the rain was brought for the sake of the master, it did not cast spells. As an ordinary person, even if the master wants to cast spells, he has no magic power!"

It is indeed a mortal, a mortal who can break the neck of a little demon. Without a trace of mana, it was all done by physical strength. If he was not familiar with Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong would think that he was pretending to be a member of the Wu clan.

In any case, if you don't use your magic power and don't have your cultivation base, then it's not a violation. Tang Sanzang's physical body was at best a little stronger, which was brought about by nature.

As for being physically strong and praying for rain, there is naturally no relationship between a penny, but this does not affect the continuation of the Westward Journey. No one will stick to this issue, and Buddhism will not allow anyone to jump out and destroy their plans.

Now that the rain has fallen, the catastrophe in Fengxian County will be over. Naturally, the dogs that the Emperor of Heaven had prepared had finished adding noodles, chickens had finished pecking rice, and fire had broken locks, so of course they were useless.

After learning from the disaster, the Emperor of Heaven will obviously not continue to care about mortals. All the causes and effects, there will be ghosts and gods to liquidate for him.

Journey to the West continued without causing the slightest disturbance in the outside world, as if it should be so. Only Li Mu noticed a slight difference, and his intuition told him that Tang Sanzang was not just awakening Jin Chanzi's memory.

Perhaps this problem was also discovered by the Second Saint of the West. But for Buddhism, there is nothing more important right now than completing the transmission of Buddhism to the east.

Even if Tang Sanzang really has a problem, as long as he can complete the great cause of learning from the scriptures, Buddhism can first treat him as real.

True and false, false and true, there are not so many true and false in this world to distinguish. Everything comes from interests, as long as the interests are in place, everything is easy to discuss.

The Buddhist sect doesn't even ask questions, so Li Mu naturally won't meddle in such nosy matters. What should fall has already fallen, and now we just need to wait for it to bloom and bear fruit.

Maybe we are competitors now, but who can guarantee that we will not become friends in the future?

As long as the invasion force of the foreign demon gods is strong enough and the pressure brought to the major forces of the prehistoric and desolate is strong enough, it is only a matter of time before they unite.

With the addition of a daring Tang Sanzang, the journey of learning the scriptures became more and more joyful. This is a pain for all the demon kings who set up catastrophes in the lower realm, and they were tormented one by one.

Of course, Tang Sanzang's greatest contribution is to enrich the entertainment life of people in the western land. The scriptures have not spread to the east, but the sound of mahjong has already resounded in the west. Under the influence of Tang Sanzang, the "holy monk", it gradually became the standard equipment for Buddhist disciples.

The sutra-learning team dilly-dallyed along the way, but this did not affect the time they arrived at Lingshan in the slightest. Anyway, they all used the magic power of shrinking the ground to an inch, and the gods didn't mind pushing it again.

Looking at the holy land of Lingshan, where the clouds and mists shone and the Buddha's light shone, Tang Sanzang kept shaking his head, and he still kept complaining: "Vulgar, really vulgar! I thought poor monks were vulgar enough, but I didn't expect the Buddha to be the same.

Apprentices, follow along and learn a little bit. In the future, when we return to the Tang Dynasty to build temples, we must also learn from the Buddha, so that people can feel the greatness of Buddhism at a glance.

..."

It's a pity that no matter how much Tang Sanzang chattered, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing just didn't answer. Obviously, they are all smart people, they know whose territory this is, and they dare not talk nonsense.

Unable to motivate the three apprentices, Tang Sanzang could only sigh: I was careless in recruiting apprentices, and none of them met my wishes.

No matter how much you sigh and complain, it doesn't make any sense. Originally, these apprentices were not taken by him himself, and if it hadn't been arranged in advance, there would be no such fate of master and apprentice.

Now that the great cause of learning scriptures has come to an end, the relationship between master and apprentice has almost come to an end. When we meet each other in the future, if you give face, you are a teacher and apprentice, if you don't give face, you are a stranger.

Talking about feelings is purely funny. Even the youngest Sun Wukong is thousands of years old. Compared with the long life, the more than ten years of studying Buddhist scriptures is not worth mentioning at all.

The only constraint is probably master-student karma. But Tang Sanzang didn't teach the three apprentices any substantive things other than being a master. On the contrary, the three apprentices saved him many times.

Stepping into the Great Hall of Great Heroes, looking at the sitting Buddhas, Tang Sanzang immediately stepped forward and saluted: "Disciple Tang Sanzang, pay homage to my Buddha Tathagata!"

Everything is so natural and flowing, it can be seen that Tang Sanzang is still very knowledgeable about affairs, and knows when the rules must be followed.

After seeing the Buddha, eating the vegetarian meal, and when it was time to pass on the scriptures, a moth finally broke out.

When meeting Jiaye and Anuo who asked for "personnel affairs", Tang Sanzang immediately became angry. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go up to fight, so scared that the three apprentices hurriedly stopped them.

"Master, please calm down. Wait for my old grandson to go and reason about it first, and if it doesn't work, let your old man do the trick!"

After listening to Monkey King's words, Tang Sanzang nodded slightly. Obviously, the roll-up of his sleeves just now was just for show, and it would be difficult for him to go up and fight.

"Well, Wukong will leave this matter to you. If the two of them don't know the current affairs, then don't be polite to them.

Thinking about being a master in Lingshan back then, how had he ever suffered such grievances. If it hadn't been for these years of self-cultivation and change of diet, the two of them would have been home-delivered snacks. "

Whether it was intentional or not, Tang Sanzang glanced at Kasyapa and Anuo during his speech, which made their scalps go numb with fright.

Obviously, Jin Chanzi's vicious reputation is still very deterrent in Lingshan. Even if there is no trace of mana now, it still makes the two of them fearful.

Seeing this scene, Monkey King smiled knowingly, stepped forward and said: "It seems that both of you are sensible people, so hurry up and get out the scriptures!

Don't look at Master as an ordinary person now, after all, he will return to Lingshan after learning the scriptures. Sooner or later, they are colleagues. Now that the relationship has become stagnant, it may be difficult to meet in the future, right? "

After looking at each other with a wry smile, Kassapa said angrily, "Okay, this time we are considered unlucky to meet you poor ghosts."

While talking, the two opened the Sutra Pavilion, took out the scriptures one by one, and handed them to Tang Seng and his disciples. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Tang Sanzang grabbed his sleeve and said:

"Wait a minute, we haven't verified the authenticity yet! Now there are so many fakes in the world, even poor monks dare to fake them. Who can guarantee that there will be no fakes in this Lingshan.

If we don't check it carefully, if we get a fake product, how can we go back and explain to Emperor Tang? "

With this stop, something happened. I don't know whether it was on purpose or not, when Zhu Bajie was sorting out the scriptures, he happened to open a page, and there was a whiteboard inside.

"Sutras without words" are either so awesome that they can't be written in words, but just blend the artistic conception into the book; or they are just blank paper with nothing.

There is no doubt that Mahayana Buddhism has not yet reached the height of the former, otherwise there would be no need to send people over to learn scriptures, because it is simply not communicable.

Rudeness can cause three points, not to mention Tang Sanzang who is reasonable. I don't know where the strength came from, but they directly dragged Jiaye and Anuo to the main hall without any explanation.