After some calculations, Guanyin already knew what had happened here before.
Although he was shocked and suspicious of Jin Chanzi's actions, at this moment, he still tried his best to defend Jin Chanzi's sexy actions.
"I see."
After hearing this, King Tang's confusion immediately disappeared.
All the surrounding beings were also stunned.
What Guanyin said was clear and logical, and they had no reason to refute it.
"Your Majesty, Theravada Buddhism cannot save the souls of wronged souls. Only Mahayana Buddhism can. Although Master Xuanzang knows this very well, he does not understand Mahayana Buddhism." The old monk who was transformed by Guanyin continued.
King Tang looked sincere and said, "Excuse me, elder, do you understand Mahayana Buddhism?"
"Of course." The old monk nodded.
The King of Tang was immediately overjoyed and said quickly: "In that case, why don't you, elder, come on stage and say a few words?"
"Huh, if you want me to come on stage to speak out, you are not qualified yet."
The old monk snorted softly, then transformed and flew up to the sky with the young monk.
When everyone looked up, they saw the true face of Guanyin.
"Oh my god, it's actually Guanyin Bodhisattva."
"I am blind, but I am Guanyin who saves those who are suffering."
For a time, all living beings knelt down to worship. Even the king of Tang hurriedly ran out of the pavilion and kowtowed.
"Guanyin, it's really you."
Jin Chanzi raised his head and looked at Guanyin. He and Guanyin were already old acquaintances.
Guanyin looked at the sentient beings below, and the sound rumbled down.
"The Mahayana Dharma of my Buddhist school is not something that ordinary people can imagine, nor is it something that ordinary people can hear if they want to hear it."
"Where can I get it?" King Tang asked.
Guanyin continued: "This requires traveling across mountains and rivers to go to the Great Thunder Sound Temple in the West to obtain it, so that we can show our sincerity."
The king of Tang Dynasty suddenly realized.
Guanyin then looked at Jin Chanzi.
Although he felt that Jin Chanzi looked strange, he still said: "If you want to learn scriptures from the West, you need to travel one hundred and eight thousand miles. People who are not talented and virtuous will not be able to reach the West."
"Since this monk has been selected by Your Majesty to preach here, he must have some virtues. I can vaguely see his wisdom. Your Majesty might as well let him go for a while. By then, he will be successful and achieve the right results."
After saying that, Guanyin waved her hand without giving Jin Chanzi a chance to refuse.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
The brocade cassock and the nine-ring tin staff fell from the sky.
"Master Xuanzang, seeing that you are destined to be my Buddha, I will give you these two treasures that were originally sold for money."
After Guanyin finished speaking, she pretended to dodge and ran away.
In fact, Guanyin hid in the void, and then she opened the void and began to observe the situation below.
"It's fate, why do you want to do this?"
Hearing Guanyin's last words, Jin Chanzi had a headache.
Just because Buddha said time and time again that he was destined to Buddhism, he was plotted against by Buddhism again and again.
When I hear it now, my brain nerves hurt.
"This Guanyin is so shameless."
High in the sky, Lin Xian watched Guanyin and Guanyin hide in the void with his own eyes, and couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart.
Guanyin's behavior is simply forced buying and selling.
You can't help but want to force Jin Chanzi to go westward?
However, how could the sentient beings below know about this kind of thing?
When the king of Tang Dynasty saw the true appearance of Guanyin, he believed in it so much that he even called a painter to draw a portrait of Guanyin before he left.
"Quickly, give the cassock and tin staff to Master Xuanzang. These are gifts from the Bodhisattva."
The King of Tang immediately ordered the officers and soldiers to deliver the nine-ring tin staff and brocade cassock that had fallen on the ground to Jin Chanzi.
Then, King Tang himself came to Jin Chan.
"Master Xuanzang, are you willing to go west to seek the Mahayana Buddhism?" King Tang asked Jin Chanzi with a smile.
At this moment, Jin Chanzi looked at Prince Tang calmly on the surface.
In fact, there are hundreds of thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past in my heart.
Taking a deep breath, Jin Chanzi said: "Your Majesty, please wait a moment."
With that said, Jin Chanzi took out a mirror.
"Forehead?"
When King Tang saw Jin Chanzi looking in the mirror, he couldn't help but be startled.
"I didn't expect Master Xuanzang to pay so much attention to his image. He is so polite." King Tang couldn't help but secretly thought: "That's right. The Master is so handsome, and his image is the first priority. Alas, you can obviously rely on his appearance to make a living, but you have to rely on his talent. .”
Just when Tang Wang was having random thoughts in his mind.
Jin Chanzi has communicated with Lin Xian in the sky through the mirror.
Lin Xian's order, of course, required him to comply.
Immediately, Jin Chanzi clasped his hands and performed a Buddhist salute to the King of Tang, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, this poor monk is willing to go west."
"Okay." Prince Tang patted his thigh, "I knew you would agree. I was right about you, hahaha..."
King Tang stood up happily and faced everyone.
"Let's all disperse. We will hold a grand gathering when Master comes back from the West to obtain scriptures."
Immediately, a group of officers and soldiers began to maintain order.
Within a moment, the people and monks retreated one after another.
The king of Tang took Jin Chanzi's hand and ordered his subordinates to put on the incense burner.
"Master Xuanzang, are you willing to sworn brothers with me?" King Tang asked.
Nonsense, even Guanyin can like someone, so naturally he is not much different. This is a high branch that the Tang Dynasty King has long wanted to climb.
"OK."
Jin Chanzi, who knew the plot well, nodded silently.
After all, the younger brother of the King of Tang Dynasty was famous far and wide.
The two of them bowed to each other, and Jin Chanzi wanted to leave, but was pulled back by King Tang.
"What else does your Majesty have to do?" Jin Chanzi was furious.
If it hadn't been for the master's order, he would not have given Prince Tang any face.
The king of Tang asked: "Brother Yu, when will you leave?"
"Your Majesty, this poor monk will pack his bags tomorrow and head west."
Hearing this, King Tang was even more happy and held Jin Chanzi's hand tighter and tighter.
"In that case, why do you, my dear brother, come back to the palace with me? I'll have a drunken night with you. Is this supposed to be a farewell for you?" Prince Tang said with a smile.
Jin Chanzi's eyes widened.
I didn't expect that King Tang would have such a hobby.
He wanted to escape from the clutches of King Tang, so he said: "Your Majesty, this poor monk is a monk and cannot eat meat or drink wine."
"What are you afraid of? The wine in my palace is vegetarian wine and the meat is vegetarian meat. Why can't you eat it?"
"Besides, I want to practice it for my younger brother. How can I do it without being more solemn?"
Hearing this, Jin Chanzi hesitated for a moment.
There was wine and meat, and he was a little tempted.
"Are you going?" Prince Tang looked at Jin Chanzi with a wicked smile.
Jin Chanzi looked at the sky and immediately stretched out his hand, "Shh, be careful not to let the Bodhisattva hear it."
"The Bodhisattva cannot hear her, she has already left."
With that said, King Tang took Jin Chanzi and walked towards the palace.
"Ahem, may I ask, Your Majesty, are there any virgins?"
"Yes, of course."
The two chatted and laughed, having a great conversation, and disappeared side by side on the streets of Chang'an.
Above, Guanyin watched Jin Chanzi enter the palace with King Tang and did not return to the temple, feeling a little puzzled.
But thinking that Jin Chanzi would be on the road next, the doubts in his heart were dispelled.
"Well, everything is on track. Next is the eighty-one difficult part." Guanyin took out a cloth scroll and looked at the record on it.
"The first difficulty, General Yin... there should be no problem with this."
Guanyin was in a very good mood.
