Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 634 Dividing Luggage

As mentioned last time, Tang Seng and his party encountered all kinds of temptations in the fantasy city. Bajie, monkey, and Sand Monk all fell under these temptations. Only Tang Seng was still persisting. However, the real temptation arranged by the fantasy city for Tang Seng has just begun.

However, after the monkey and Drifting had a full meal, they took Tang Monk, who was choked half to death by the dry rice, to the Zen room to rest.

The monkey yawned, turned over and continued to sleep. The sky over this utopia was shrouded in auspicious clouds, the auspicious mist was steaming, and there was no trace of evil in the city.

The monkey fell asleep in a daze. In his sleep, he felt a scent of fat and powder entering the room. When he opened his eyes, he found that it was Zhu Bajie.

"Bajie, sex is a bone-scraping steel knife. How many times have you done it this night? Why are your eyes full of black circles and your steps are sloppy? Be careful to die on the cock mother's belly!" The monkey turned over and joked to Bajie.

"Brother Monkey is talking nonsense! My old pig knows the technique of harvesting yin and replenishing yang, and now I feel refreshed and in better condition than ever before!" Bajie laughed.

"Since that's the case, what did you come here for?" the monkey laughed.

"Being a monk hits the clock for a day, and being a disciple for a day is a blessing. I'm here to say hello to the master!" Bajie said.

"You will be so caring?" Monkey asked in disbelief.

"I have always respected the master the most, but I don't want someone to shout at the master frequently!" Bajie said.

"Hmph, you said you were fat and you were panting. If you were so filial to the old monk, why did you come to pay your respects after three poles in the sun? In my opinion, it's probably because you ran out of whoring funds and were kicked out?" Monkey He snorted again and again.

"What are you talking about!" Bajie blushed and said rudely, it seemed that the monkey had caught his mind.

"Hmph! I'm too lazy to talk to you! Have you eaten yet? If not, let's go have a drink or two, brother please!" Monkey laughed.

"It's your turn to treat me. When I was in Liushahe, you said you wanted to treat me to a feast!" Bajie said honestly and bluntly.

Hello brother, 666!Houzi and Bajie, two fallen monks, walked shoulder to shoulder.

But it is said that Tang Seng brought the Drifting Monk to the outside of Wutuo Palace very quickly, and after submitting the customs clearance documents like a letter of credence, he was soon declared.

After King Utopia made his request, King Utopia pondered for a long time and said: "This matter is more expensive than financial resources. The key is that in our country, those who understand Sanskrit are all eminent monks and have many followers. I am not good at it." Persecution, ask them to work hard to copy the scriptures, I am afraid it will be difficult!"

"I hope Your Majesty will complete this matter!" Tang Seng said.

"I'll think about it for a few days before replying." King Utopia smiled, but he planned to delay it.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Although Tang Seng heard the Utopian king's evasion, he still thanked him, and then took Drifting out of the palace to turn around Mahayana.

After Tang Seng returned to the Mahayana Temple, he found the fat abbot and asked him to help copy Buddhist scriptures.

"I have a lot of things to do!" The fat abbot said seriously: "There are many women who have fallen into prostitution, waiting for me to use Buddhism to warm their bodies and minds and reduce their sins. There are countless creatures who have fallen into the animal world and need my help. They complete the redemption process..."

"The abbot, can you tell me how to complete this scripture copying?" Tang Seng asked for advice.

"This..." The fat abbot pondered for a while and said, "Why don't you take hundreds of apprentices, give them Sanskrit, and ask them to help transcribe? But your Hinayana Dharma, which is full of love and desire, is afraid that there will be no one in Utopia. Willing to learn."

"It takes a lot of time to teach students Sanskrit. Is there a quick way?" Tang Seng asked.

"Why don't you hold a sutra debate meeting to convince the monks, so that they and their disciples may help. But we have different methods, and you must not be able to tell us apart!" The fat abbot gave a suggestion, but then poured it on Go up with cold water.

"You can think about it!" Tang Seng secretly said that with his understanding of Buddhism, he should quickly understand the Mahayana Buddhism. After studying for a period of time, it is not difficult to defeat such a monk who only knows how to spend money and drink.

"What else can you teach me?" Tang Seng continued to ask.

"This..." The fat abbot held his chin and thought for a while, then said: "There is an extremely fast way, but you can't do it, so don't say it!"

"It's up to people to plan things, but it's up to heaven to make things happen. Abbot, it's okay to say!" Tang Seng said.

"My king of Utopia is fifty years old, but heirs are difficult. There is only one daughter under his knees. He is of marriageable age. In January, he will publicly choose a son-in-law. If you can become the king's only son-in-law, then the king will spend all his financial and material resources. , will also help you achieve your wish!" said the fat abbot.

"How could this be possible, I'm a monk..."

"Bah!" Before Tang Seng finished speaking, the fat abbot spat lightly and laughed, "You don't even piss to take pictures of yourself! You are so cowardly, the princess can fall in love with you, why don't you?" Is it impossible to infer?"

"The poor monk made a slip of his tongue!" What else could Tang Seng say, so he had to say something, and led Drifting back.

After returning to the dormitory, looking at the empty room, Tang Seng was silent. After a long silence, he went to the Sutra Library alone.

"That. Do you know when this utopia was founded? I have been in seclusion for a long time, but I didn't find that there is such a country in Xiniu Hezhou." Yijialan said to her comrades.

"I don't know too well. This place is close to Yong'an Nielong's lair. Most of the mountain god's land has been transferred to him, and many news have not been reported. If it wasn't for the secret protection of the Buddhist scriptures this time, I still don't know that there is a city here that practices Mahayana Buddhism. What!" Another Jialan said.

"The Buddhist scriptures in this Mahayana temple are indeed Mahayana scriptures, but the mission of Elder Jin Chan is to go to Lingshan to learn scriptures. It is unreasonable to stop now! I don't know who of you will wake him up and let him go back to that place. On the way to go!" At this time, Jintou Jiedi spoke.

"Our duty is to secretly protect Elder Jin Chan. Even if we want to provide help, we can only go down as mortals, and we may not be able to convince Tang Seng. Besides, Monkey King and Zhu Bajie are obviously depraved, and Drifting Monk has almost degenerated. I will not want to go west with Tang Seng. Tang Seng is cowardly and cowardly, and dare not go out alone, so it is useless to be afraid." Yi Jialan said.

"This is really a problem!" Jintou Jiedi frowned slightly: "I'll try to persuade him first, I can't really let Elder Jin Chan waste his time here!" After Jintou Jiedi said, he disappeared fell into the city.

"It seems that someone wants to disrupt the situation!" Chen Xian is currently checking the movement of the fantasy city around the clock. As soon as Jintou Jiedi entered the city, he was immediately noticed by the fantasy zhenqi, and he knew it immediately.

"I've been laying it out for so long, I can't let these hairy gods destroy it." A cold light flashed in Chen Xian's eyes, he stretched out his right hand, reached into the void, and made a big grabbing hand, bringing together the eighteen protectors Jialan. The golden head Jiedi was taken, pressed into an illusory cage in the fantasy city, and blessed with the quasi-sage seal.

"If you don't do it, don't stop!" Chen Xian's eyes flashed coldly, and he shot again, capturing the four meritorious talents and the other four Jiedi together.

After capturing the gods, Chen Xian closed his eyes and did some calculations, and then suddenly made a move to disrupt the heavenly secrets, concealing the capture of the protector Jialan, Gongcao, and Jiedi, so as not to let Tathagata and others notice the strangeness.

"It will take some time for the physical body to recover, and it feels like there is a little chance..." After finishing all this, Chen Xian stood up and walked back and forth in the hall.

"Opportunity, opportunity..." Chen Xian frowned, secretly thinking that chance is usually accompanied by danger, but at present, it seems that the only thing that can pose a threat to the physical body is the group of people who learn from the scriptures. Is it possible that a threat of ripe opportunity should be here to learn from the scriptures? on people.

"If there is no danger, there is no opportunity. If you want to rebirth from the ashes, it seems that you have to learn from Buddhist scriptures to destroy it, but you can't get to Delei Volcano so easily." Chen Xian smiled and entered again. practice state.

As Chen Xian practiced, a burning aura of flames appeared on his body, and a golden crow phantom with eyes closed and wings folded appeared behind him. This was the evil corpse he wanted to cut out of his body—Tai Yi!

The Nirvana Flame restored the vitality of the Taiyi Golden Crow Blood Seal, and Chen Xian kept it in the Purple Mansion to warm it up. Now that the vitality was completely restored, and some of Chen Xian's evil thoughts were entrusted to it, it began to show extraordinary.

At Chen Xian's level of cultivation, every time an evil thought is entrusted to the carrier, it takes at least more than a month.

Chen Xian now has hundreds of thousands of thoughts, and every thought will give birth to evil thoughts. According to this calculation, it may take ten thousand years to entrust the evil thoughts in the Golden Crow blood seal, and it will take countless years to grow a evil corpse, and then there will be a chance to behead it It turned out that the speed of this practice became slower and slower, and Chen Xian didn't dare to count the time.

"With enough merit, it's easy to kill a good corpse. When the evil is full and the evil thoughts are strong, you can clearly sense where the evil thoughts are. It's also easy to kill evil corpses. Unfortunately, I am a law-abiding and harmless citizen, and I don't have the idea of ​​doing evil things. It is extremely difficult to cut this evil corpse!" Chen Xian practiced for a while, but he woke up without making any progress.

"Let's talk after watching the scene I directed first!" Chen Xian shook his head, and cast his gaze into the distance again, his golden eyes saw through time and space, and fell into the fantasy city.

Chen Xian first glanced at the gods captured by him, and found that these gods were dragged into the dreamland one by one by the dreamy true energy, and they continuously released the essence to strengthen the fantasy city, and he was slightly surprised.

"This dream is really evil!" Chen Xian sighed, not worried about the gods, judging by the speed at which the gods release their energy, they can't die in a hundred years, so don't worry.

Leaving aside the gods, Chen Xian glanced at Tang Seng again, and found that Tang Seng was in a state of being in a state of madness, reading Mahayana Buddhist scriptures frantically.

Just as the gods said, this Mahayana Dharma is true, and the Tang monk went to the west to learn this Mahayana Dharma for the king of Tang.Now he wants to read the Buddhist scriptures all over the place, hold a debate meeting, convince the monks, and let him copy the Buddhist scriptures for himself, and secondly, he wants to see if he can memorize the Buddhist scriptures by rote. Come out and summon the great virtue monks to translate.

"Lao Sha, can the Utopian palace and his party gain something?" Monkey asked.

"The king of Utopia said that he will give an answer after thinking about it for a few days." Drifting said honestly.

"If you think about it for a few days, then it's useless!" Monkey laughed.

"I think so too, the king of Utopia is just fooling the old monk!" Bajie also said.

"Where did the old monk go?" the monkey asked.

"After returning from the palace, the master went to ask the abbot for help. After the abbot gave a few suggestions, the master went into the scripture building when he came back, and he hasn't come out yet!" Sand Monk said.

"What advice did the fat monk give the master?" Monkey asked.

Drifting repeated the advice given by the abbot, and the monkey clapped his hands and smiled, "It's also a fat monk, but the old monk and Bajie together can't compare to that abbot."

"I think it's advisable to take the method of the princess, not to mention the quick results, but we can follow suit." Bajie laughed.

"I think so too!" Monkey laughed.

"But the master rejected it immediately, and was ridiculed by the abbot because of this, saying that the master is not worthy of the princess." Drifting said.

"With my grandson here, the old monk is more than enough for that mortal princess!" Monkey said.

"What's the use of being worthy, the old monk won't agree!" Bajie laughed.

"My old grandson will be his matchmaker, if it doesn't work, it will work!" Monkey said.

"How?" Bajie asked.

"Let's register the name of the old monk first, and then go to inquire about the news to see how and where the princess wants to choose her husband. Then, let the old monk pass by. The old grandson is trying to figure out a way to put all the other contestants in the competition." , even if the old monk does nothing, he will be able to sit firmly in the position of son-in-law!" Monkey said with his head held high.

"This is a good strategy!" Bajie clapped his hands in praise, but then his painting style changed suddenly, and he said wretchedly: "Brother, if you have such a good plan, why do you want to bang that old monk? My younger brother is not talented, so I would like to recommend myself!"

The monkey glanced at Bajie, and said with contempt: "With your face that would scare ghosts when you go out in the middle of the night, do you think people will let you sign up?"

"Brother, it's okay if I don't participate, don't bury me!" Bajie hid his face and fled, going straight to salute.

"Second Senior Brother, what are you doing with your luggage?" Drifting asked.

"I'll check to see if there is any dirty luggage, if there is any, then go out to wash and dry it in the sun." Bajie said.

"Second Senior Brother, why did you become diligent today?" Drifting asked suspiciously.

"Tch!" The monkey sneered and said, "Old Sha, do you really believe this lazy pig's nonsense? He obviously wants to pawn some luggage so that he can exchange some money for prostitution!"

"Second senior brother, don't..." Drifting heard this, he hurried up and pulled Bajie away.

"You, Bi Mawen, do good deeds!" Ba Jie scolded.

"Sex is a bone-scraping steel knife. I'm doing this for your own good, lest you die on the belly of a bitch." Monkey said.

"Cut, peony flowers are dead, and being a ghost is romantic! You are obviously reluctant to part with your luggage. Don't worry, I won't take more. I think the master has become a son-in-law. I'm afraid I won't be able to use these rags. Let's divide this luggage!" Zhu Bajie said.

"Well, my brother is right, let's divide the luggage, just to avoid the old monk's thoughts, we also have money to buy wine and eat!" Monkey said.

When the two senior brothers spoke, Monk Sha spoke lightly and could only agree, and the three congregations began to divide up the luggage.

(End of this chapter)