Journey to the West: Confucian Supreme

Chapter 18: What is practice

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Bai Ziyun stayed in Huaguo Mountain for a few more days to protect Sun Wukong’s injuries and heal.

Sun Wukong’s terrifying physique has shown its effect again, and after his body has healed, his strength is even better than before.

Bai Ziyun could feel that the terrifying power buried in Sun Wukong’s body was being awakened by himself little by little.

Once awakened, Sun Wukong will never be Taoist trained and good at using spells, but a completely violent war god.

The ancient innate gods and demons used the Vajra flesh body, and the innate gods shook the heavens and the earth, roaring the flood and desolation.

And Sun Wukong, according to the route set by Bai Ziyun, will also take this route, and eventually be able to reach the height of his predecessors.

After Sun Wukong healed, he absorbed some thunder power, and in cultivation, thunder and lightning were faintly seen entwined ~ winding, which can be said to be an unexpected joy.

After seeing Sun Wukong’s progress, Bai Ziyun was very pleased, indicating that his master was still qualified, at least he did not let his childhood idol be destroyed in his hands.

Next, it’s time to go to Tang Sanzang.

Bai Ziyun had completely stabilized the realm during this time and devoted himself to the great cause of accepting apprentices.

Bai Ziyun flew in midair, once again firming up his determination to get the somersault cloud, although the immortal realm flying into the sky is also fast, but it is not comparable to a 108,000 li.

According to the records of Journey to the West, Tang Sanzang should have been in reincarnation at this time, and only after becoming a good person in the tenth life did he obtain the qualification to obtain scriptures.

It’s just that I don’t know what step the Tang monk reincarnated, but according to the urine nature of the Buddhist family, I am afraid that he will be arranged to become a monk.

Flying through a section, Bai Ziyun looked down at the city at his feet.

Shouting, talking, noise, people moving back and forth.

A wide avenue is like a straight arrow, separating the two sides, which is the famous heavenly road, Suzaku Street.

This place is also the Tang Dynasty, one of the seven top celestial empires, with the capital city of Chang’an.

According to the plot of Journey to the West, the Tang monk should have become a monk in Jinshan Temple since he was a child.

Bai Ziyun’s trip is to try his luck to see if the Buddha really arranged for him to become a monk for the tenth life.

Bai Ziyunhua became a cloud travel scholar, walked around and stopped, and walked to the Jinshan Temple.

There is a monk sitting in front of a merit box in front of the temple, receiving pilgrims to and from the temple, it seems that Jinshan Temple is very popular, and pilgrims entering and leaving the temple in the past all throw some incense money into the merit box.

And the great monk is smiling, no matter who invests money, he looks indifferent and happy.

Bai Ziyun looked like he didn’t know, walked to the temple door, shook the fan, and went straight in.

Seeing this, the great monk’s joyful appearance disappeared instantly, and he coughed his throat.

The voice was loud: “Donor, when you enter my temple, why don’t you throw incense money?” ”

This big monk was very loud, and the pilgrims in the past stopped one after another and pointed at Bai Ziyun.

Bai Ziyun looked at this big monk, and suddenly felt very interesting, a janitor is so confident, directly asking for money, it can be said that he does not want to face at all.

I don’t know what has become of Jinshan Temple.

Bai Ziyun took a deep look at the great monk, smiled freely, and said, “It’s mine, it’s not, naturally I should give incense money.” ”

Saying that, Bai Ziyun took out some loose silver from his sleeve and threw it in.

Seeing that Bai Ziyun was soft, the great monk showed an unexpected smile, leisurely picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip.

In the merit box, the scattered silver that Bai Ziyun had just thrown turned into flames in an instant, burning everything in the merit box in an instant.

Then, the entire merit box burned, and the great monk’s teacup fell to the ground, his eyes as big as a bull’s eye.

The onlookers next to them all looked incredulous, and then began to whisper.

Everyone said everything, but without exception, they all said that the great monk collected incense money indiscriminately, angered the Buddha, and lowered the karmic fire.

The great monk wants to cry without tears, this evil thing happened today, needless to say these burned silver, I am afraid that it will not be able to be mixed up in the future.

And the initiator Bai Ziyun, pushed to an unknown appearance, admired the crying face of the great monk for a while, felt comfortable, and happily walked into the temple.

As soon as Bai Ziyun entered the temple, he found that the treasure book in his body began to glow and buzz and resonate.

According to past experience, this is when the treasure book senses something very lucky, and it will be inducted.

In addition to Bai Ziyun, who can be in the Jinshan Temple, and has amazing luck, there is only Tang Xuanzang.

Bai Ziyun followed the guidance of the treasure book, turned around and turned, and actually arrived at a small courtyard in a temple.

The treasure book shows that the strongest place of luck is this dilapidated yard.

It’s a monastic courtyard, more like a farmyard, with all the tools of labor, but they are all dilapidated.

I saw an elderly monk, leaning over, struggling to carry a bucket up the well.

In the house, a little monk with red lips and white teeth came out, saw the old monk carrying a bucket, and quickly ran forward to help together.

The two of them lifted the bucket, filled the water, chopped firewood, and did some miscellaneous work, not like practice, just work.

After this pause, both the old and the young were already out of breath.

Especially the old monk, this is beyond the work that can be done at this age.

While resting, the old monk touched the little monk’s head lovingly, said something, coughed, picked up the firewood, and walked to the kitchen.

Bai Ziyun appeared in front of the little monk and startled the little monk.

The little monk got up, clasped his hands together, bent down and bowed: “Donor, are you going wrong, this is not a Buddhist hall.” ”

Seeing this little person, Bai Ziyun found it interesting, and seriously returned the salute, saying, “Where there is a Buddha is the Buddha Hall, I think the true Buddha is here.” ”

The little monk looked puzzled, indicating that he didn’t understand what Bai Ziyun was saying.

Bai Ziyun was not in a hurry and said, “Aren’t you monks in charge of eating and controlling, but only chanting?” How can you still do these jobs, then you can still practice. ”

The little monk naturally said: “Chanting is practice, chopping firewood is practice, and working is also practice…”

Bai Ziyun listened, and interrupted with a sneer: “It’s familiar enough, who told you this?” ”

“Yes… Senior Brother Steward. The little monk lowered his head.

“Does he need to work then?” Bai Ziyun asked.

“No need.”

“So he’s also practicing?” Do you prefer to practice at work or chant? ”

The little monk was silent for a while, and said softly: “Chanting.” ”

Bai Ziyun laughed and said, “Little monk, now you know that you have been fooled, right?” ”

The little monk thought for a while, and said slowly: “Senior brother in charge said this to the supervisor, I don’t know if it’s right, but uncle teacher has done rough work all his life, and he has to do all the rough and dirty work in the monastery, and the senior brothers in charge don’t care.” ”

“However, Uncle Teacher really can’t do it, obviously there are so many senior brothers in the monastery, why should Uncle Teacher keep doing it?” So I will come to help my uncle every day. ”

“Although Uncle Junior said it’s okay, I know that Uncle Junior’s strength is getting smaller and smaller, so why can’t I change it?” Let the uncle teacher come to chant, and let the young steward brothers do the work. ”

Later, the little monk’s eyes were moist.

Unjust things are not only mundane, but also in this Buddhist gate, Bai Ziyun was silent for a while, and asked, “What’s your name?” I might be able to help you. ”