"Gentlemen!"
"There is a saying: I, the Buddha, created scriptures and preached bliss, and Avalokitesvara entered Chang'an according to the decree. How did Avalokitesvara find the golden cicada who was reincarnated in ten lives, and how did Chen Xuanzang become the sutra collector who suffered misfortune?"
"Snapped!"
"If you want to know what happened next time, let's listen to the explanation!"
As soon as the words fell, a ray of red dust emitted from the body of the storyteller, and with a "swish" sound, the storyteller on the stage had disappeared.
"Huh? It's gone now?"
In the morning teahouse, a tea customer put down the tea cup in his hand, looked around at the people preparing to get up and leave, and frowned.
Didn’t you talk about two chapters?
I have only finished the fifth pot of tea, why is it gone?
At this time, the waiter who came to collect the discs came forward, saw the appearance of the tea guest, and smiled: "Sir, is this your first time in the morning tea house?"
"Exactly. I have been running a business before, and I read Wuhou's books on the road. I have just stepped down from my job these days and want to be elegant."
"Why does it feel like it's gone just as soon as it comes up?"
"It's a long time this time." The waiter said while cleaning up. "The storyteller speaks smoothly. It doesn't take a lot of thinking to listen. Naturally, it feels a bit faster than reading by myself."
"Coupled with the heightened atmosphere among the tea drinkers around us, this happy time always passes by unintentionally."
"Then Xingmu slaps it, and two broken sentences are spoken, and the chapter is finished!"
The tea guest frowned even more tightly: "Why is it over?"
"What's going on with this Buddhist orthodoxy?"
"Who was the unparalleled demon that Guanshiyin saw the fourth time he went to that place full of Buddhist charm?"
"I haven't even finished talking about this yet!"
Waiter: (?_?)
Don’t you understand Wuhou’s style?
You fake fan.
Seeing the waiter's expression, the tea guest hurriedly explained: "No, no, of course I know Wu Hou's habits. It's just that I heard that listening to books in the Xingchen Tea House can relax my mind. But I am still worried. !”
The waiter reached out and pointed towards the door: "Sir, please take a look!"
The tea guest turned his head and noticed that several sandbag men had been standing at the door. The departing guests beat the sandbag men angrily one by one, and finally said: Shame on the literati, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Leave satisfied.
"Wonderful!" The tea guest's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Does the guest need any arrangements?" the waiter said with a smile, "Be beaten and scolded, two thousand coins."
"So expensive?" The tea guest's eyes widened, "How about a discount?"
"You can't be the master of this small shop." The waiter shook his head, "That's Prince Jing's business!"
"And each sandbag has its own counting talisman inside. When it receives a corresponding attack, the sandbag will explode, and there will be Wuhou's signed souvenir inside."
"You can vent your anger and have a chance of getting a prize. Two thousand coins is not expensive!"
The tea guest thought about it for a moment, nodded, took out two taels of silver from his pocket and put it on the table. He stood up and walked towards the sandbag man outside domineeringly.
…
Dongcang, Shaoshi Mountain.
In the Shaolin Temple, Adamo stared at the "Da Xuan Min Bao" in his hand, reading the serialized Journey to the West word by word.
"I listen to the wishes of all living beings; I answer the requests of all living beings; I save all living beings when they are in trouble..."
"Resolve the eight difficulties and save all sentient beings. If you don't dry up the sea of suffering, you will never become a Buddha!"
"Great compassion, help those in need!"
Adamo's eyes suddenly became wet, and his Six Thousand Miles Martial Immortal's sight actually blurred at this moment.
Scenes of memories emerged in his mind.
That is my father's face and my mother's smile.
It was a palm that fell from the sky and destroyed his home.
That was the brilliant golden light of Master Jatiye burning the relics in order to save himself.
"The evil Buddha has usurped the Tao, and the true Buddha is no longer in the world." Adamo let out a long breath.
He knew that what Wu Hou wrote was not a story.
There is a big secret behind this!
Since it can be written down, then perhaps Wuhou saw the real Buddha.
Adamo clasped his hands together, slowly closed his eyes, and with a devout Buddha heart beating, he chanted the Buddha's name for the first time——
"Namo's Great Merciful and Great Compassion saves the suffering Guanyin Bodhisattva!"
He didn't notice that just when he recited this title, a shadow of a jade vase slowly appeared on top of the manuscript. There was a willow stuck in the jade vase. At this time, the willow seemed to be picked up by someone. Floating on Adamo's head, with a slight shake, an illusory drop of crystal water dropped from the willow leaf and landed on Adamo's head.
…
Outside the Shaolin Temple.
One after another, majestic voices sounded in unison.
At this time, Shaolin Martial Arts was already the most popular martial arts school in Dongcang Martial Arts Academy. The square in front of the treasure hall was opened again and again, and now there are thousands of people practicing martial arts on the opened square platform.
Qin Yu stood on a high place with his hands behind his back, looking at the disciples. However, anyone who was lazy or slippery could not hide from his eyes. He only needed to flick his fingers and shoot out a magical power to alert the disciples.
The Qin family son who used to be a young man who had great ambitions but fell into the mud due to a misunderstanding with an evil person is now a powerful fourth-grade martial arts immortal. He has regained his impressive talent because of both the Yi Jin Jing and the Marrow Cleansing Jing.
Now that the Nine Thousand Miles of Martial Arts has begun, as one of the first followers of the Master of Martial Arts, no one would think that he would not be able to reach the Nine Thousand Miles Road.
Since he had eliminated all branches of the Qin family as the head of the Qin family, he was the only male left in that Qin family.
However, the current Dongcang Qin family will be destined to rise again because of him.
But at this time, Qin Yu was watching his disciples practicing martial arts and looking towards the Zen room not far away. At this moment, Shaolin senior brother Adamo was reading Wuhou's latest article.
In the article, there is a debate about evil Buddha and real Buddha. What impact will this have on Shaolin?
Qin Yu didn't know, but he was relieved because he believed that Adamo would be able to find the answer.
Because he knows Adamo's past!
At this moment, powerful auras appeared one after another, and figures rose and fell on Shaoshi Mountain. In the blink of an eye, they landed in front of Qin Yu.
"Senior Brother Qin!"
"Junior Brother Qin!"
The visitors all bowed their hands in salute, and Qin Yu quickly returned the salute one by one.
The people here are none other than the geniuses of martial arts, the senior brothers and senior sisters of the various sects of Dongcang Martial Arts.
"Senior Brother Qin, Senior Brother Adamo has realized something!" The first one to speak was the youngest Wudang Senior Brother Song Wuji among the people. In just one year, the little kid who used to depend on his brother for life, although his face was still... He has a childlike appearance, but he has gone deep into Mantian several times, and has grown rapidly in bloody battles. Now he has the demeanor of a master in his every move.
"Exactly. The young master's manuscript mentions the debate between true and false Buddhism, which is most sensitive to Senior Brother Adamo." The one who followed was Senior Sister Su Qianqian of Emei.
I remember that a year ago, Su Qianqian was still a well-off lady, but because of her family's wealth, she experienced the disaster of annihilation.
With overwhelming hatred, she traveled thousands of miles to seek revenge. It was Chen Luo's intervention that allowed her to see the light of life again.
Nowadays, in the entire Dongcang, only the Luohong Nuluo family and the Emei Senior Sister regard themselves as slaves and call Wuhou the son.
"I don't know." A smile appeared on Qin Yu's face and he said to everyone, "Senior Brother Adamo has been in for half an hour. Please wait a moment."
"Yes." Everyone nodded, and just when they were about to exchange martial arts insights with each other, suddenly a majestic aura was released from the Zen room.
Everyone looked at the meditation room with joy on their faces.
At this time, above the Zen room, a colorful streak shot straight into the sky, a pleasant bell sounded in the sky, and white flowers appeared out of thin air and fell into the Zen room.
"No thanks flowers!" Qin Yu's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "It's a no thanks flower given by God with longevity. One flower lasts a year."
"The sky is full of excitement, Senior Brother Adamo's life expectancy has increased by a decade!"
"Breakthrough! Senior Brother Adamo has achieved a breakthrough! Seven Thousand Miles to the Divine Realm!"
After the sky was full of excitement, a ray of light and shadow appeared on the colorful air column. It was the figure of a monk, starting to demonstrate Shaolin martial arts!
"Preaching?" At this time, on the high platform of Dongcang Martial Academy, a group of great scholars who were also paying attention to Shaolin Temple had strange expressions on their faces. "The vision of martial arts entering seven thousand miles is a preaching?"
"This is the right of the Lord of the Way!"
"Isn't this...the way of heaven too biased?"
"Don't forget Wuhou's original intention of establishing martial arts!" Xiang Jixuan said lightly, "And that inscription."
The great scholars were stunned for a moment, and then Chen Luo's words "May everyone be like a dragon" and "Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world" rang out. They were all surprised and speechless.
Co-authored, Martial arts are selfless, so breakthrough can lead to preaching?
But they are Confucianism and Taoism that teach and educate people. Confucianism and Taoism teach people without distinction. Why don't they have this function?
When they broke through the Great Confucian, they would just fly a few yellow cranes, and at most one yellow crane would send a child to increase the chance of reading through.
Where can live preaching be so majestic!
Confucius, when Confucius opened the way, you said something bad, saying, "If you hear the way in the morning, you will die in the evening." As a result, a natural chasm of nine thousand miles was created. If Confucius hadn't built the Cable Long Bridge, everyone would have been doomed.
"But..." Xiang Jixuan said again, "The martial arts demonstration in the Tongshen realm should be limited to one's own understanding of martial arts. Look at Adamo, he is currently practicing Shaolin martial arts."
"And it only covers a hundred miles."
"It's more of a martial arts show than a sermon."
"Perhaps the higher the talent, the clearer the martial arts performance and the wider the coverage."
All the great scholars nodded, this is considered...reasonable!
Suddenly I felt a little bad.
How about going to the barbarians and cutting something?
…
Shaolin Temple.
At this moment, the Shaolin disciples who are practicing martial arts in the square are considered imitators.
Looking at the colorful martial arts performance in the world of mortals, martial arts insights kept popping up in my mind.
When the martial arts performance in Colorful Rainbow ended, all visions disappeared, the door of the meditation room opened, and Adamo walked out with a smile.
"Brother!"
Everyone gathered together, surrounding Adamo in the middle.
Adamo glanced at everyone, nodded, and said, "I know what you want to ask."
"Seven thousand miles later, reading "Journey to the West" will give rise to a 'quiet spirit', which will help to calm down and stabilize the mind in the future."
"To break the mirror, as Wu Hou said, you need the most profound emotions and true nature."
As he said that, he looked at Qin Yu: "Junior brother, you are obsessed with shining the lintel of your family, and you feel guilty about your father and ancestors. It is most appropriate to follow the path of 'filial piety'."
Qin Yu grinned, clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for your advice."
Then, Adamo looked at Su Qianqian again: "Junior sister Su, the road of love is a dead end for you, why not take the road of 'grace'."
Su Qianqian was silent for a moment, nodded, and said in return: "Thank you, senior brother, for your guidance."
Adamo shook his head slightly: "If you enter the Tao with true love, you will inevitably fall into a state of confusion due to true love. This is the test of Wuhou for us! You should be vigilant in your hearts."
After speaking, Adamo bowed deeply: "The poor monk has now been promoted to the third rank. He should leave the east sky for a while and travel around the world to guide the true Buddha to all living beings and rectify the Buddha's Dharma for Wuhou. I have to bear all of you to take care of the Shaolin affairs!"
Hearing this, everyone looked serious, and all returned the gift, saying in unison: "Senior brother, don't worry, we are responsible."
They all know that after the third rank, they have graduated from the martial arts academy. From this moment on, they will break away from the protection of the martial arts academy and spread across the world to practice the Tao in their hearts.
Adamo is just the first!
But they also understand that one day in the future, when that person raises his arms and shouts, the stars that scatter into the sky will gather together without hesitation and stand behind him.
Everyone moved out of the way, and Adamo smiled slightly.
A year ago, he traveled thousands of miles across the desert, just to find a place where flowers bloomed.
Finally, he came to Dongcang and entered the martial arts academy. He got the true biography of Shaolin, and he came into contact with Zen Buddhism.
Master Jatiye, have you seen it?
In the east, flowers bloom and Buddha is seen!
Adamo raised his legs, slowly stepped on the void, and then flew up.
This is the Taoist rule: break the sky!
Seeing that Adamo was about to leave, Song Wuji, who was still a child at heart, quickly shouted: "Senior Brother Adamo, what kind of true love and nature do you have when you enter Taoism?"
"Mercy!" Adamo said softly with a faint smile. The figure rose into the air, getting further and further away.
A Buddhist verse spreads leisurely——
"When you come, you leave without a trace. When you go, you will be the same as when you came."
"Why bother asking about Fu Sheng? This is just a dream."
…
High in the sky.
The majestic holy church stands high in the clouds. Inside the holy church, green lights and shadows flicker. In front of each blue light and shadow, there is an article "Da Xuan Min Bao" suspended.
"When Wuhou entered the netherworld, he saw ancient Buddhism!" A green light said lightly.
"I must have seen it, but the question is, what does he want to do?" Another cyan light and shadow voice came out, "The scripture collector, get the true scripture."
"Are you trying to lure the ancient Buddhist sect back?"
As soon as these words came out, the church instantly became quiet.
But the atmosphere is not tense, but joyful.
Are those bald guys coming back?
Great!
To say that Confucianism is life-threatening is because they have never seen a real bald man fight. Those bald men don't take their lives seriously.
Besides, if you just say "fate", why can't you hold back hatred?
What a good human shield, as long as the bald guys stand in a row in front and the Confucian Taoists follow behind and attack from a distance.
"Ahem..." The leader of the holy church sitting at the top coughed dryly and said quietly, "If they come back, what will happen to the underworld?"
"Linhuang alone cannot resist the sea of blood and the false Buddhas of the Western Regions."
At this time, a female voice said lightly: "What if Linhuang's great road succeeds?"
"Life and death are connected, and the two realms become one."
"That won't be a problem."
"How can it be that easy?" Another voice said slowly, "I'm afraid I'm too optimistic."
"When the ancient Buddha returns, where does the great road come from?"
The cyan light and shadow called Little Sister shook her head and said: "Since Wuhou wants to write down scriptures, he must take out the Chou Yin Mao."
"This is a nine-thousand-mile Taoist book. If God allows it, things will naturally turn around."
"Well... what my little sister said makes sense." Another light flickered and said, "It's too early to talk about whether the ancient Buddha has returned."
"If there is a chance to return, the contemporary Tathagata will definitely consider this aspect."
"Let's talk about another issue now!"
"The false Buddha has always known that we cannot mention their origins too much due to Confucius' Four Rites of Conferment."
"This boy, this time he has torn off the mask of the false Buddha. It is much more rigorous than the theory of seizing the body that we spread before."
"Coupled with the spread of "Journey to the West", it will inevitably become more popular."
"Then the Holy Church will unify its caliber and spread it according to Wuhou's writing method?"
"Pagans usurp the Tao, and the true Buddha will never come!"
"Ziyou's words are very popular with me. I second my opinion!" said a semi-holy light shadow.
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
The Lord of the Temple listened to the voices of "advocates" and shook his head slightly: "Then...it's settled!"
"If the Buddhists from the Western Regions come to provoke..."
At this time, two green lights shined brightly, and two familiar voices came out.
"Lu Fangweng..."
"Ouyang Drunkard..."
"Want to defend the West!"
Another green light shined in the other direction, and an excited voice came from inside: "Add me Fan Xiwen! I'm not good at fighting, so I'm just going to practice!"
…
Yuanhai, Yunlong Tiangong.
Yunlong Dragon Emperor looked at the latest "Journey to the West" and frowned tightly.
"Third Prince Yunlong?"
"Last time the third child went to bring Siyao back, did he offend that brat?"
"If he dares to write nonsense, I will definitely..."
"Grandpa!" A soft voice sounded from behind the Dragon Emperor.
Yunlong Dragon King: "(;′Д`)"
Nanny, look, look, he's attacking your third uncle!
"Have you read the latest Journey to the West? My junior brother asked the third prince Yunlong to wait for the scripture seeker. It must be to benefit Yunlong's lineage."
Nannan, didn’t you see the three bloody words “Shanlongtai”?
"We in the Yunlong lineage must remember this favor."
Yunlong Dragon King looked confused?
What?
Is this still a favor?
"Go get a hundred dragon beads and give them to Dongcang City." Yunlong Dragon Emperor nodded, "I am of the Yunlong lineage and I owe no favors!"
"Yes. I'll do it right away!" Yun Siyao nodded, turned and left.
Yunlong Dragon Emperor let out a long sigh.
Suddenly I felt like a big injustice!
…
Square inch mountain.
Chen Luo, who was doing photosynthesis, scratched his face and sighed when he saw the monkey hair on his arm.
Could this wooden body eventually turn into a monkey body?
Forget it, this is not important, what is important is how to arrange it next.
On Bai Ze's side, Sun Wukong has already gone to Heaven, and will soon be granted the official title of Bi Ma Wen. He is not far away from causing havoc in Heaven.
As for Chen Luo, I finished writing it today. The next chapter is about Guanshiyin enlightening Chen Xuanzang to go to the West to obtain scriptures.
The meeting point is getting closer.
My identity is a bit insecure!
How to operate it requires careful planning.
Just when thoughts were whirling in Chen Luo's mind, something suddenly moved in his heart.
"Huh? Something happened to Netherworld again?"
Chen Luo quickly called for the mastiff Lingling, and after giving an explanation, he returned to bed.
With a thought in Chen Luo's mind, his soul once again left the wooden body, passed into the netherworld, and returned to his true body.
…
"Wang Jia, are you awake?" Before Chen Luo opened his eyes, he heard Shangguan Wan'er's voice. When he opened his eyes, he saw Shangguan Wan'er skillfully removing the needle from his body.
"Venerable Prajna Dora from the Central Pure Land wishes to see..."
"I said you lost your vitality early and are recovering, so I asked him to wait outside."
Chen Luo: (??へ??╬)
Listen to me, thank you...
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