Apricot of the Great Desolation

Chapter 283 Journey to the West Officially Begins

Faced with the bad handsome man's question, Xuanzang remained silent. The bad handsome man didn't embarrass Xuanzang too much. After all, his master was a real powerful Sanxian who he couldn't afford to offend.

"Master, please invite me now!
The bad guy in front of him was wearing a black iron mask, so he couldn't see his true face clearly, but Xuanzang knew that if he didn't leave, it would be Tang Dao who greeted him the next moment.

The power of Jinshan Temple is great. There is a Sanxian in the temple, but I don't know if there are any masters who have not been enthroned.

But compared to the imperial court, it was nothing. There were many princes in the imperial court, and there were as many Sanxian as they could see on their faces.

What's more, the martial arts and Confucianism practiced by people, and the fifth level of Confucianism and Daoism will undergo earth-shaking changes. They can follow their words and practice. Needless to say, martial arts, their fighting power is fierce.

The most important thing is that after all these years of preaching, the people in front of him are still obsessed with desire. It seems that he is the only one who is making progress in the world of mortals.

For a moment, Xuanzang felt a little frustrated. He stood up slowly, bowed slightly to the surroundings, and then looked straight at the bad handsome man in front of him.

"The young monk resigned, but it is only because the young monk is not good at Buddhism, and the non-Buddhist teachings cannot save people. One day, the young monk will come back!"

At this moment, Xuanzang's expression was very solemn, his whole body seemed to emit a faint Buddha light, although it was very faint, it was extremely pure.

The handsome young man felt that the handsome young monk in front of him looked like the Buddha sitting cross-legged in the temple.

Not daring to be underestimated for a moment, his voice became solemn, unlike before without a trace of emotion, he spoke:
"I will sincerely await the return of Master!"

Xuanzang lifted his legs and walked away. Where he walked, there were faint footprints, exuding golden Buddha light, but the next moment, they were erased by the roar of the human race's golden dragon of luck.

At this time, Eastern Buddhism is all Hinayana Buddhism developed by Laozi, which focuses on cultivating the body, getting rid of greed, ending life and death, and annihilating body wisdom.

Xuanzang was a little confused for a while. This was the first time that Xuanzang had doubts about his Dharma.

Although he promoted Buddhism, to this day, most people still believe in Buddhism just for the sake of conformity, greed and delusion.

He walked all the way out of Chang'an City and walked aimlessly outside the city.

The willows are Yiyi, hundreds of feet high, the breeze blows, the willow branches sway, like a fairy. Xuanzang is dressed in monk robes, with his shoulders half exposed, walking like a primitive mechanical creation, his eyes full of thinking.

Suddenly, a man with a bulging forehead and ragged clothes walked up to him. The man smiled and asked:

"Little monk, you are lost here, but what happened?"

Xuanzang raised his head and looked at the person in a daze. He knew that this was an expert, at least he could not tell the depth based on his cultivation of refining qi and transforming into gods. He was just like a mortal.

Nowadays, there are no human beings in the human world who can endure hunger and cold. Many of the precious techniques passed down in other worlds are useless in ancient times.

With the nationwide practice, even those with poor qualifications can strengthen their bodies. Except for some monks with weird personalities, no one is in rags.

Xuanzang clasped his hands together, bowed slightly and said, "I've seen you, senior!", and then sighed and said:

"People in the world are greedy and ignorant, and their hearts are driven by interests. This little monk is willing to use Buddhism to influence him, but with little effect. The little monk is thinking, can my Buddha really save the world?"

After finishing speaking, Xuanzang looked at the visitor fixedly, his eyes were full of inquiries, and there was still a glimmer of hope.

He was confused about Buddhism, and now he was like a lost lamb. Now he longed for someone to guide him to a path, no matter whether it was the right path or not.

He couldn't see clearly where the person in front of him came from, but he was certain that he was definitely a powerful person. Therefore, Xuanzang asked this question
The man laughed and said, "There are two kinds of Buddhism. What you practice is Hinayana Buddhism. Of course you can't save the world!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Xuanzang's eyes, and he asked hurriedly: "Since Hinayana is said to have its own Mahayana, I dare to ask what is Hinayana? What is Mahayana?"

Jin Guang secretly sighed in his heart. He was truly worthy of being the two saints of the West who have spent endless years. He actually had such wisdom. When he only talked about Hinayana, he thought of Mahayana. He laughed and said:

"The Hinayana Dharma, cultivate your body, your mind is the Buddha, the Buddha of Infinite Life, the only Dharma, you can conquer life and death, and you can achieve the state of freedom!"

"The Dharma of Mahayana Buddhism has immeasurable power over people. The Buddha is the master of the sea, and the Dharma bridge crosses rivers and lakes. The basis of Mahayana Buddhism carries everything across humans and heaven."

In layman's terms, comparing Buddhism to a boat, Hinayana Buddhism is a small boat that can only carry one person and cross the sea of ​​suffering for one person. It can only cross oneself, not others.

Mahayana Buddhism is like a giant ship, which can carry many people. The person who practices Mahayana Buddhism is the captain. He carries the heavens and crosses the sea of ​​suffering together.

Xuanzang's eyes lit up. Isn't this the Dharma he dreamed of that could save the world?
He hurriedly said: "Senior, I dare to ask, where is the Mahayana Buddhism?"

The man raised his head and looked towards the western boundary, his gaze was long and wandering, as if he was exploring time and space, and he sighed long and hard:

"It's at the Lingshan Mountain in the west! The place where the Mahavira Palace is located, where all the Buddhas remain!"

When Xuanzang heard this, he couldn't help but murmured: "Western Lingshan! Western Lingshan!"

The light in his eyes gradually became firmer, and the momentum around his body surged, and he suddenly regained consciousness.

The man reminded: "You have to think about it, I don't know how many thousands of miles you have traveled, and mortals will not be able to reach it in their lifetime, even if you are a Sanxian, you may not be able to see it!"

"The journey is difficult and dangerous. Demons and ghosts are rampant, and the mountains and rivers are filled with poisonous miasma. Even a high-ranking immortal may perish on the way!"

The man's words did not frighten Xuanzang. He only saw a firm look on his face, clasped his hands together and bowed:

"Thank you, senior, for clarifying my doubts. I have already made a decision. If I don't take the true scripture, I will never return it!"

Hearing this, the man burst out laughing, and a bright Buddha light suddenly bloomed all over his body, which stung Xuanzang so much that he couldn't open his eyes.

The light dissipated, and the golden light revealed his true body. He was wearing a monk's robe, with his shoulders half exposed, a dot of red sand between his eyebrows, and red lotus flowers on his feet. There was a faint roar of golden hair around him.

Seeing this, Xuanzang looked horrified and hurriedly knelt down and said with excitement in his voice: "I have seen the Bodhisattva!"

The golden light was solemn and the whole body was faintly emitting a halo. A loud voice appeared in Xuanzang's ears:

"Xuan Zang, I know that you have the heart to worship the Buddha, so I came here to guide you. The road to the west is difficult and bumpy. I will give you a brocade cassock and a tin staff. Wear my cassock to avoid falling into reincarnation. Hold my tin staff. Not poisoned.”

After saying that, he stretched out his finger and pointed it at the center of Xuanzang's eyebrows. A picture suddenly appeared in Xuanzang's mind. Jin Guang continued:
"This is the westbound route. You can start from here, follow the route, and go to the West to obtain the true scripture."

Xuanzang bowed down again and said, "Thank you Bodhisattva for your guidance!"

When he raised his head, he saw that the Golden Light Bodhisattva had long since disappeared. Xuanzang was filled with fighting spirit. He sent a message to the abbot of Jinshan Temple to inform him of the cause and effect, and then set off directly, following the map in his mind, heading towards the west.

From the moment Xuanzang set out on his journey, the calamity of the entire prehistoric world changed again. The sky was completely shrouded in fog, and everyone became blind.

At this time, the Golden Light Bodhisattva who had just injected Xuanzang with chicken blood appeared in the Five Elements Mountain.

Seeing the scene below, Jin Guang couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Looking around, the monkey was pressed under the Five Elements Mountain. In front of him were several plates of various melons and fruits. In front of him was the Battle Chapter of the Complete Book of Six Realms. A light curtain was projected from the jade book. On it was the story of Kong Xuan millions of years ago. Point out Yang Jian’s battle.

The monkey was eating the spiritual fruit in front of him and looking at the jade album in front of him with relish, looking extremely comfortable.

He doesn't look like he's in jail, he looks like an uncle.

"Sun Wukong!" Jin Guang couldn't help shouting.Sun Wukong couldn't help but raise his head, look at the golden light Bodhisattva in the sky, smiled and said: "Who is here, it turns out to be Bodhisattva!"

"The Bodhisattva doesn't practice in Lingshan, so why does he have time to come to my Five Elements Mountain?"

Hearing this, Jin Guang's face suddenly darkened. Do you think the prison is your home?

"Sun Wukong, you stole peaches and pills and caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace. You committed a heinous crime. Now you have an important task entrusted to you. If you complete it, you can escape!"

The monkey watched the trajectory of Kong Xuan's moves in front of him attentively, and said casually: "I wonder what kind of important task it is?"

"Thousands of miles away from here, there is a monk who is going to the West to obtain the scriptures. Demons and ghosts are rampant along the way, and there are countless difficulties and obstacles. He needs you to protect him!"

"it is good!"

Jin Guang was suddenly at a loss for words. He prepared a lot of rhetoric, and even prepared for heavy bleeding, and asked the monkey to protect Xuanzang from the West to obtain scriptures.

Unexpectedly, Monkey agreed so readily and without hesitation, which made him no longer confident.

Finally, Jin Guang said speechlessly: "In that case, you can just stay here. When Xuanzang arrives, it will be your time to escape!"

After the golden light left, the monkey suddenly put down the peach in his hand and murmured:

"My old grandson will go after the truth 500 years ago!"

……

Fuling Mountain, Yunzhan Cave, Zhu Gangxi and Nezha sat opposite each other. Nezha looked at the pig head in front of him and asked with a smile:
"Hey! Senior brother, tell me, is the Lord Taiyin beautiful?"

"How many times have I told you that it was just a show? What's more, I, Old Zhu, only teased Chang'e, and I didn't even see the true face of Lord Taiyin!" Zhu Gangxi said angrily.

"That's the Lord of Taiyin. He's the same generation as our ancestor. It's said that he has an unclear relationship with the great emperor of the demon world."

"No one else can go to the Taiyin Star. You were ordered to tease the female fairy, but you didn't seize such a good opportunity. What a waste!" Nezha winked, with a touch of regret in his tone.

Zhu Ganglu smiled, and with a pig face, he looked particularly wretched. He leaned forward and whispered in Nezha's ear:
"Junior brother, since you want to see the true appearance of Lord Taiyin, why not go to Taiyin Star and see for yourself!"

When Nezha heard this, he suddenly had a clever idea and pushed Zhu Ganghui away and said:
"Go, go, go, that's a great congenital god. If you mess with her, I'm afraid my master and other old people may not be able to keep me."

Zhu Ganghui's expression changed instantly. He slapped Nezha on the head and cursed:
"You unlucky boy, you know that the innate master still let me, Lao Zhu, take the lead. Are you looking down on me, or are you jealous that I joined the team of Journey to the West!"

With a bang, not only was Nezha fine, but Zhu Ganghui's hand was shattered and turned into powder.

Zhu Gang's face remained unchanged, and his arms gradually grew.

Nezha has reached the level of Daluo, but he is still Taiyi Consummation. The reason why he was not shocked to death is because Nezha did not use the Great Dao to protect himself.

There is no way, he has a good life, his predecessor is a spiritual bead, and he has absorbed spiritual energy for many years in the Wa Palace. Before he was reincarnated into Nezha, he had Daluo magic power, and he was the same type of player as Sun Wukong.

After reincarnation, he even caught up with the Conferred God Calamity, and with the help of Calamity, he became the Nezha he is today.

Nezha gloated on the sidelines and said: "Tsk, tsk, there are pigs! You have to recognize yourself, you are just a Taiyi! You dare to take action against this prince!"

"When this calamity passes, you and I will have a duel!"

Zhu Ganghui put down his harsh words and went to drink and eat meat. Seeing this, Nezha stopped making trouble.

The journey to the west is a feast of merit for the gods and Buddhas of the six realms, and it is also an opportunity for the five people to learn from the scriptures. After this calamity is over, Zhu Ganghui will definitely attain Daluo enlightenment.

At this moment, Jin Guang walked in slowly, he bowed slightly and said:

"I have met the Third Prince and Marshal Tianpeng!"

Nezha ignored him and continued to eat and drink. Zhu Gangxi responded: "The Bodhisattva is here, but the journey to the West is about to begin?"

"Exactly!"

Zhu Gangyi nodded and said, "Thank you Bodhisattva for informing me!"

"good!"

Jin Guang did not hesitate and left directly after talking to Zhu Gangxi. He was afraid of another conflict with Nezha. At this critical moment, nothing could happen to Buddhism.

Finally, Jin Guang went to Yingchou Stream and Liusha River respectively to inform General Shulian and Xiao Bailong about their journey to the west.

In the divine world, on the 33rd level of the sky, inside the Yaochi, Haotian looked at the human world with long eyes, as if he saw Xuanzang walking alone in the wilderness.

"The drama has begun, Taibai, it's your turn!"

"Old minister obeys!"

Taibai Jinxing bowed next to Haotian, and then slowly left.

.........

At this time, Xuanzang also encountered the first disaster in his life.

Among the high mountains and shady trees, Xuanzang held a tin staff in his hand and walked step by step. The cassock on his body was still neat.

What he didn't know was that a tiger was watching Xuanzang in the forest.

"Roar!"

A tiger roar immediately knocked Xuanzang down. A look of horror appeared on his face, and he looked at the tiger not far away, his heart filled with despair.

"Sanxian!! It's actually a Sanxian!"

He could feel that this tiger was more powerful than his master.

Xuanzang suddenly felt despair in his heart. He died before leaving the army. At this time, he had no fear in his heart, only unwillingness that he could not obtain the Dharma and save the world.

At this moment, an old man with immortal demeanor appeared in front of Xuanzang. The Taoist held a whisk in his hand and had a golden star mark between his eyebrows.

With just a flick of the fly whisk, the tiger was blown away and pushed into the mountains on both sides, emitting a burst of smoke.

Xuanzang, who was still in shock, looked at the Taoist in front of him who was still in a daze and had not yet recovered.

After a while, Xuanzang finally recovered. He looked at the Taoist in front of him with tears streaming down his face, bowed and said:

"Thank you senior for saving me!"

(End of this chapter)