After leaving Yingchoujian on Panshe Mountain, Fu Yin took Qi Yuan to Huasheng Temple in Chang'an.

Fu Yin still maintained the appearance of the old monk Yunyou. As for Qi Yuan, Fu Yin turned him into a young monk, just like Hui An in the original work, following him with a lacquer plate with the robes placed in both hands.

After the strange treasure robes became lighter under Fu Yin's spell, Qi Yuan held the lacquer plate in his hands and did not feel any weight. Along the way, he walked behind Fu Yin, and his eyes did not move away from the strange treasure robes on the lacquer plate.

This robe is really shiny and colorful. He really likes it. The more he looks at it, the more he wants to collect it.

However, Qi Yuan also knew that whether it was the strange treasure robes or the nine-ring tin staff, Guanyin wanted to give them to the monks of the Tang Dynasty who could go to the West to obtain scriptures.

He is destined to be out of reach for these two treasures.

Qi Yuan sighed in his heart, but his eyes still did not move away from the cassock. It was not until the guide officials took them into the hall of Huasheng Temple that Qi Yuan withdrew his gaze and obediently became a quiet little disciple who followed his master.

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In the main hall, what happened afterwards was very similar to the original work.

The only difference is probably when Fu Yin signaled Qi Yuan to hand over the cassock to Tang Sanzang, Yinglong looked at it with a reluctant look for a long time before slowly handing over the lacquer plate.

The extremely pity that looked as if he had cut off his flesh. The officials who took the lacquer plate from him couldn't help but look at Qi Yuan for two more seconds.

Fu Yin also glanced at Qi Yuan, but the next second, he turned his gaze back to Tang Sanzang.

Looking at the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, who looked elegant and focused on Zen, Fu Yin introduced the topic from Hinayana teachings to Mahayana Buddhism.

"There is a Mahayana Buddhism in the West that can transcend the dead and ascend to heaven, overcome difficulties and escape suffering, and can also resolve the knots of resentment and eliminate non-deceptive disasters."

As soon as Fu Yin finished speaking, the officials around him were suddenly in an uproar. One of the generals looked Fu Yin up and down and frowned and said, "You old monk, you can't say such words."

As soon as he finished speaking, a small sneer suddenly sounded in the air: "Tsk."

Everyone turned their eyes to Qi Yuan behind Fu Yin, and the general spoke: "Is that you just heard?

Qi Yuan clasped his hands together and said in a proper manner: "Amitabha, how good is that good."

The general's brows immediately frowned even more. He lowered his face and stared at Qi Yuan for a few seconds. When he was about to say something, he was stopped by the look of the Tang King sitting in the highest position.

"Don't be rude." Li Shimin's handsome face showed a bit of pressure that belonged to the emperor. He first glanced at Qi Yuan, then turned his eyes to Fu Yin.

For some reason, he had an inexplicable affection for this wandering monk: "Old monk, where is the Mahayana Buddhism you are talking about in the west?"

"The Great Leiyin Temple in Xitianling Mountain is 108,000 miles away."

"I am willing to work hard for the sake of a dog and a horse to go to the West to seek the true scriptures." Tang Sanzang immediately asked the high-ranking King Tang, with his gentle eyebrows and eyes full of determination to find the Mahayana Buddhism.

"Okay," Li Shimin chuckled, stood up immediately, walked down and stood in front of Tang Sanzang: "Since the master can do this, I am willing to worship you as a brother."

After saying this, Li Shimin walked to Fu Yin again: "Old monk, you gave me Tang Yu's cassock and tin staff, and told us how to find Mahayana Buddhism. It is approaching dusk. It is better to stay here, have some vegetarian banquets, and then prepare and rest."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Fu Yin could answer, a soft sneer rang in the air again: "Tsk."

This time the volume is significantly louder than before.

Li Shimin raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Qi Yuan: "Old monk, you little disciple has a lively temperament."

Qi Yuan's lips were twitching when he heard this, and he was about to make a sound.

Fu Yin glanced at him faintly, and Qi Yuan immediately calmed down.

OK, he is now a well-behaved and obedient little monk. And a well-behaved and obedient little monk must find a sense of existence regardless of the occasion.

Seeing Qi Yuan quiet, Fu Yin retracted his gaze. Facing the expected gaze of the Tang King, he shook his head and refused, "Good, the old monk's goal has been achieved today, and it's time to leave."

Li Shimin frowned slightly and wanted to say something else. Fu Yin had already looked at Tang Sanzang beside him.

"The road to the west is long. When you pass through the Liangjie Mountain, you will tear off the six-character sticker on the top of the mountain. The divine monkey pressed down at the foot of the mountain will protect you all the way west."

"Divine Monkey?"

"The Monkey King who made a big fuss in the sky five hundred years ago?"

Tang Sanzang and Qi Yuan spoke at the same time.

The former is surprised, the latter is surprised.

Fu Yin continued: "The divine monkey has a profound magic power and has learned seventy-two changes. With him, the dangers on the road will be much less."

Although Tang Sanzang had doubts, he still remembered these things firmly.

Li Shiming's eyes were half-closed, and a trace of thinking and exploration appeared in his dark pupils: "Old monk, who are you?"

Qi Yuan snorted lightly: "Who else can it be? It is Guanyin Bodhisattva, who is inspiring to save suffering and suffering." He said the full name of Fu Yin in one breath.

Fu Yin glanced at Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan grinned and smiled slightly at Fu Yin.

Fu Yin didn't say anything. Since the matter had been done, he didn't have to stay here. As for his identity, there was no need to hide it.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone because of Qi Yuan's words, Fu Yin removed the disguise and revealed the female body movement that was often revealed in the world.

White clothes, black hair, Buddha's crown, lips are red without any touch, and skin is like white snow. Light golden light lingers around him, gentle and cold, plain and compassionate.

Seeing this, everyone quickly knelt down and kowtowed, shouting in surprise and excitement: "Bless the Bodhisattva, blessing the Bodhisattva!"

It's really good to look at.

The Fu Yin of Qi Yuan’s body and posture on the side of the girl, after commenting on her heart, she also returned to her original appearance.

He is now looking forward to the other Dharma appearances of this Bodhisattva.

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After leaving Chang'an, on the way back to Zizhu in the South China Sea, Qi Yuan kept glanced at Fu Yin.

His eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at the jade bottle and willow branches in Fu Yin's hand, and then he looked at the golden Buddha's crown on Fu Yin's head, as if he was observing something.

Qi Yuan found that the disguise of Yunyou monks had taken off the air, and the lively joy, anger, sorrow and joy of Guanyin, with the ordinary aura, seemed to have disappeared.

The expression between the eyebrows became very light, as calm as a piece of water that can moisten everything but is quiet and quiet, and there is an inviolable sense of distance on the body.

Although this sense of distance does not make people feel cold, it is full of divine nature that is empty, like a layer of mist, beautiful and ethereal, but cannot be touched.

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan shrank his eyebrows and wanted to say something.

Fu Yin looked ahead, noticed his entanglement, and spoke lightly: "If you have something to say, you don't need to be shy."

Qi Yuan was not a circumnant of his nature. When he heard Fu Yin say this, he asked directly: "Bodhisattva, do you want to maintain this Dharma image all the time?"

Without waiting for Fu Yin to answer, he immediately asked: "Also, will Xiaobai protect Monk Tang from traveling west to seek scriptures with the Great Sage of Monkey King in the future?"

Fu Yin answered Qi Yuan’s second question: “Tang Sanzang will be their master.”

Qi Yuan hummed lightly: "It's not fun to protect that monk Tang at all. How can you be at ease in Yingchoujian?"

Fu Yin looked at him, and his cold voice was a little warm: "Those who get back the scriptures can achieve the right result and achieve a golden body."

He doesn't care whether he can achieve the golden body or not.

In Qi Yuan's opinion, it is best to have fun in time.

He did not intend to continue the topic, so he said, "What about the first question? Bodhisattva, you have not answered it yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Fu Yin say, "It's here."

Qi Yuan turned his gaze back to the front.

The purpose is to enter the forest of lush bamboos. The clear and moist leaves sway slightly in the breeze. Occasionally, a few bamboo leaves slowly fall, green and elegant, and a quiet and peaceful atmosphere exudes the air.

It looks very similar to the temperament of the person beside him.

Qi Yuan turned his gaze back.

Fu Yin lightly tapped the willow branches in the Yujing bottle, and a drop of nectar on the willow branches turned into a golden cuckoo and flew towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

"You stay here first. Hui'an will come to arrange a residence for you when he receives my message." He said to Qi Yuan.

"Aren't you with me?" Qi Yuan was a little unhappy. He had just returned with Guanyin and the other party was about to leave: "Where are you going?"

"Where to go to the Tathagata." He also needs to explain some matters about obtaining scriptures in the West.

"Okay." Qi Yuan reluctantly replied two words.

Fu Yin saw that he seemed to be a little disappointed, so before leaving, he brushed away a fallen leaf on Qi Yuan's shoulder. His gentle movements were like brushing away the frost and snow from a poplar, "Be good." He said in a light tone, without too much emotion.

Qi Yuan's eyes flashed. Looking at Fu Yin's back, he touched the shoulder that was brushed by the other party's fingertips, and muttered softly, "What, is this to treat him as a kind of unobedient pet?"

Qi Yuan tskated lightly, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Not long after, Qi Yuan saw Jin Dujuan walking towards him with a boy in red.

This boy should be Hui'an.

Qi Yuan heard that this Hui'an Walker was the disciple who most often followed Guanyin.

Qi Yuan subconsciously compared himself to this young man.

He is not as tall as him, nor as strong as him, nor is his face as tough and handsome as him.

Qi Yuan felt relieved.

He decided that the disciple who had been with Guanyin the longest will become him in the future.

Qi Yuan made up his mind and even decided to start from now on to formulate a series of careful plans.
To be continued...