Journey to the West: Cultural Invasion from Comics

As soon as the post was sent, it immediately caused a stir in the forum.

“？？”

“What the hell?”

“Is there really a glowing meal?”

“Treasurer, what are you trying to do?”

“Restore the little master’s dish? What a big breath! ”

“That is, it is clearly a fantasy cooking, and you dare to say what restoration?”

……

Several imperial chefs looked at the remarks on the Internet, they were almost laughing crazy, they were still young, they couldn’t stand being so provoked, and they actually sent them to the door themselves.

It just so happens that tomorrow afternoon, we must humiliate this young man who does not know the height of the sky in public and save their face as imperial chefs.

Time flickered, and the next day came.

From noon, the people in Chang’an City began to stir.

Today, the news that Tianxiang Lou wanted to restore the dishes of the little master, under the intervention of people with intentions, it spread all over the streets of the city overnight.

At half past two in the afternoon, Chang’an City was empty, and countless people left their homes and flocked to the street where Tianxiang Tower was located.

Before the time came, there was already a sea of people in front of Tianxiang Lou, and the government had to send a large number of government soldiers to maintain order.

And at this moment in the Huasheng Temple, Xuanzang looked at the empty square in front of him in a daze, speechless and choked.

A few days ago, although no pedestrians listened to his preaching, there were still monks from this monastery.

But today, there are no monks.

The entire stand was empty, and in the huge Huasheng Temple, there were only two people, he and the little apprentice, this scene could be described as miserable.

“Master, we… Do you want to continue? ”

Xiao Shami looked at the empty square below, couldn’t help but look at Xuanzang, and asked carefully.

Xuanzang let out a long sigh, ignored him, closed his eyes directly, and chanted in his mouth: “Take the three laws as the unification, take the enlightenment law as the way, open and become the name, change and spread…”

However, just after reading two sentences, Xuanzang couldn’t help but open his eyes.

Looking at the scene of depression in front of him, he couldn’t help but sigh, and a deep helplessness appeared on his face.

“Buddha: If you want to sigh widely, the wise man should know it. No one is no one, even if I am sincere in my heart, I regard everything in front of me as a false delusion, and no matter how much I chant Buddhist scriptures, I am just deceiving myself…”

“Master?” Xiao Shami looked at Xuanzang a little strangely, how did he preach the scriptures well, and suddenly he talked to himself?

“Debater, let me ask you, are you like them, you want to go to the gathering of Xianglou that day?” Xuanzang suddenly turned his head and looked at Xiao Shami and asked.

“Huh? Master, brother, disciple…” The little monk opened his mouth, his face suddenly became embarrassed, and he didn’t know how to answer.

“Tell the truth!”

“Yes… The disciple wants to go, but the master’s sermon is more important, so the disciple cannot go and must accompany the master here! The little monk said respectfully.

“So that’s it…”

Xuanzang laughed bitterly, even his disciples were not in the Buddha’s mind, even if he talked about it? After all, it is just an empty battle.

Shaking his head, Xuanzang got up from the futon, picked up the Zen staff on the side, and strode out.

“Master?” The little monk looked at Xuanzang in surprise.

“Debater, you also lead the way in front and take the master to the Xianglou that day to have a look!” Xuanzang’s voice came faintly.

“Huh?”

The little monk was stunned, unable to believe his ears.

When I came back to my senses, I was overjoyed.

“Yes, Master! I’ll take you over, the disciples of Tianxiang Lou are familiar!” ”

……

Not long after Xuanzang’s master and apprentice left the Huasheng Temple.

In front of the temple, two monks, one big and one small, appeared here.

It was Guanyin and Muzha who were incarnated before.

“Bodhisattva, even the golden cicada doesn’t want to preach the scriptures, what should we do?”

Looking at the back of Xuanzang and the two of them leaving, Mu Zha couldn’t help but look at Guanyin with some anxiety and asked.

Guanyin also frowned, and his heart was full of thoughts.

Xu Yu sighed, looking a little helpless.

Before she also said that the westward journey should come step by step, one step could not be omitted, and as a result, the first step of this westward journey was disrupted under people’s noses.

It is not difficult to persuade Xuanzang to go west, after all, Xuanzang still has a firm heart for Buddha at this time.

I’m afraid, one wrong step, one wrong step … The final result of this learning has become unpredictable from this moment.

In recent days, Guanyin has been residing in the teahouse, occupying the teahouse owner’s mobile phone for a long time every day, causing the teahouse owner to resent, but he can’t say anything.

After several days of observation, she finally thoroughly understood the use of mobile phones.

Because of this, she knew even more what a terrible thing this thing was!

Don’t see that this thing is still only circulating in the human world, and there are only tens of thousands of people who use it, it seems that it is not a climate, but the horror of this thing is terrifying in its spread.

Now this mobile phone is only circulating in Chang’an City, but she can foresee that it can connect thousands of living beings in the world, and such a convenient thing will spread throughout the three realms and nine days during the holidays.

Guanyin couldn’t imagine that one day in the future, the gods and Buddhas would start using mobile phones, whether they were mortal monsters or fairy demon Buddhas, they all entered the virtual world of mobile phones.

In this world, everyone is equal, immortals and mortals, big demons and little ghosts, thousands of creatures in the world, there is no gap in status and status, here mortals can also insult the emperor, ghosts and immortals can also disdain the heavenly immortals, everyone gathers together and speaks freely.

If it is only to this extent, it is not much, and even for their Buddhism, it is still a good thing, because the spread of their teachings is more convenient.

But terror is terror, and this world has masters!

In the world created by mobile phones, the young man in the book house is the only true god of this world.

At that time, the good or bad and survival of their Buddhism, and even the major sects in the world, will all be in that person’s thoughts.

Whenever I think of this, Guanyin sincerely feels a sense of horror.

In the face of such an existence with unlimited potential, there are actually only two options.

The first is to start as soon as possible and strangle it in the cradle.

The second is to immediately win over other forces, take the first step to establish good relations with them, and strive for the greatest benefits.

So, which one should she choose?