"Brother Holy Monk, come and play, hee hee!"
The water in the Tangquan Palace was filled with mist, and several young palace maids with beautiful faces and slim bodies were covered with gauze. A pear blossom bloomed in front of his eyes, and their beauty was looming, and the hot springs were splashed on him.
Chen Jiangliu leaned against the hot spring pool, closed his eyes and rested his mind to enter the sage's time.
"Ladies and sisters, please go down first and let me recharge my batteries before fighting again!"
After getting rid of the beautiful woman given to him by the Tang Dynasty King, he couldn't help but think about the bizarre experiences of the past few days.
Yes, he came through time!
He actually traveled to the Tang Dynasty in the thirteenth year of Zhenguan!
Not the Tang Dynasty in history, but the Tang Dynasty in the novel Journey to the West, the thirteenth year of Zhenguan!
It’s also called wearing a book!
He actually became Chen Jiangliu, the protagonist in Journey to the West, also known as monk Xuanzang.
Xuanzang in this life in the novel is the tenth reincarnation of Jin Chanzi. He has completed the gilding journey and everyone is happy with his professional title.
It stands to reason that with Jin Chanzi's glittering backstage, he would not die suddenly for no reason, and it would not be his turn to be the protagonist.
But it just happened to hang up for no reason, and it was so inexplicable that I couldn't find any clues even if I looked through my memory.
He felt like he was trapped in a huge conspiracy!
The essence of Journey to the West is nothing more than a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism. He is definitely not someone he can afford to offend who can do such a big thing without knowing it.
This label of destroying the widespread spread of Mahayana Buddhism and benefiting the harmony and stability of the people of the Tang Dynasty was pinned on his head!
I can't afford to offend you, so I'll say goodbye!
After thinking about it, I realized that Chen Jiangliu was simply dead, and there was no one left to learn from it, so do whatever you want!
You arranged for me to be a chess piece, but I just did the opposite.
Monk, right?
Willigood, I'm going to be ridiculous with the ladies. It's really unlucky to be a monk in the ninth life. As a leftover monk in my tenth life, the situation is about to open up.
Break all the precepts once, please be smarter!
Even if I have to be beaten or killed, I have enjoyed it anyway and it is not in vain.
I came, I saw, I conquered!
Ahem... I'm so convinced!
I have to say that the atmosphere of Datang is really open!
Looking at the handsome face reflected in the hot spring pool, this handsome face makes people jealous. It is simply a murder of both men and women, and the gods and Buddhas are jealous!
The book describes Tang Sanzang as a rare and beautiful man, which seems to be true.
Just this face, no matter how hard you brush it, you won’t have to struggle in this life.
The king of the Tang Dynasty had nothing to say about his kindness, and made him the imperial disciple, the holy monk, to lead the Buddhist sect of the Tang Dynasty.
It's just that he always felt that something was wrong with Emperor Taizong's eyes when he looked at him...
So a few days ago, he went to see the King of Tang in person and asked for some beautiful maids to serve him. The King of Tang waved his hand without saying a word.
"These women are allowed to be chosen by my younger brother. If there are not enough, let me say no more!"
If it’s not enough, say it again... say it again... say it...
It was so arrogant, hundreds of women of different beauties were displayed in the hall, the fragrance was fragrant, and the flowers were eclipsed.
"It's just my younger brother..."
The King of Tang hesitated a little and asked: "I sent people before, but you rejected them all. Why do you think about the relationship between men and women now?"
"Your Majesty is unaware of something. It is really a poor monk who has fallen into a barrier of knowledge and vision, and the Buddha Dharma can no longer make any progress."
"I think that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva made a great vow in the past. If hell is not empty, he vows not to become a Buddha. If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"
"The poor monk thought about it and found the reason."
"Oh, I'd love to hear the details!"
"The poor monk has been a monk since he was a child and has never experienced the prosperity of the world. How can he dare to talk about seeing through the world of mortals and escaping from the three realms?"
“Only when the body enters the realm of desire, form, and formless realm, can we be weary of material thoughts of color.”
"Empty is also form, and form is also emptiness..."
The king of Tang held up his palm and praised: "My brother is indeed an extraordinary person. He does extraordinary things and has achieved extremely high attainments in the study of Buddhism."
"The newly built Tangquan Palace will be given to my younger brother. I will definitely satisfy any requests you have!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
In this way, he moved into Tangquan Palace, where he spent the past few days drunkenly sleeping in the gentle countryside.
By the way, Tangquan Palace was the Huaqing Pool in later generations, and it was only renamed Huaqing Palace during Xuanzong's reign.
It is no exaggeration to say that just because of his face, these beautiful maids felt their legs weak when they saw him, and they all rushed to stick to him.
Thanks to the rich savings of the remaining monks of his tenth life, he refused to accept anyone who came, which caused a group of young ladies to sink directly.
Who doesn’t love a good-looking and capable man?
Haha... nothing more than that!
It’s so boring!
Chen Jiangliu stretched his body comfortably, exited the sage's time, opened his eyes and prepared to eat some wine and meat to replenish his nutrition, but saw someone standing next to him.
"I go!"
"Get away, dead glass!"
Chen Jiangliu was so frightened that he almost withered, covered his lower body and dived into the pool.
I saw an unknown middle-aged man by the pool entering the room at some point, looking at his... lower body with an expressionless face.
Although this person had an air of contempt for heaven and earth, he always felt that his eyes were a bit vulgar.
"Who are you and how did you get in?"
"Shouldn't I ask, who are you? Haha..."
Chen Jiangliu suddenly realized that no one knew about his time travel except for the black hand that killed the person who wanted to learn the scriptures.
Could this be the black hand?
"What do you mean?"
The man smiled lightly, "Tianwairen, you are so beautiful now, surrounded by beautiful women, shouldn't you thank me?"
Chen Jiangliu's heart sank to the bottom. Not only did this man know that he was resurrected through a dead body, but he also knew that he came from another world.
"Yes, I came from somewhere else, but I didn't mean to sabotage your plan. When I wake up, I will already be in this body. You can kill me as you please."
He has been reincarnated for ten times, but he has no cultivation at all. Faced with this kind of boss, he just surrenders.
"Outlander, don't panic, I have no intention of doing anything to you."
"Since Heaven guides you to participate in this game, it must be approved by Heaven. I will not go against God's will."
"So when you came to this world, I guided you to possess Xuanzang."
Damn it, it turned out to be you, an old boy!
Only ghosts join this game!
The middle-aged man asked: "Do you know the mission of the owner of this body?"
"I know, I'm just a Buddhist, right?"
Chen Jiangliu curled his lips.
"Hey, you actually know?"
The middle-aged man was overjoyed, "This will be better. Then do you know the true identity of the owner of this body?"
"Western teachings teach the Tathagata to sit under the golden cicada and reincarnate in the tenth life."
"You even know this?"
The middle-aged man couldn't help but feel moved. He pondered a little and put on a smile, "Now that you know everything, I don't think you are like a Westerner. How about we cooperate?"
Chen Jiangliu said: "Do I need to know your identity first?"
"It doesn't matter who I am!"
The middle-aged man said calmly: "This does not affect our cooperation, right?"
Chen Jiangliu looked at him and suddenly smiled.
"Why are you laughing?"
"I know your identity!"
