Martial arts: Starting from the Deer and the Cauldron's Book of the Deer and the Cauldron's Text Volume 1207 of the Temple "There are no guests leaving the ten-mile long pavilion, and stars appear in the nine heavens. The boats in the eight rivers are all collected, and the gates are more than the county and the six palaces and five palaces are returned to the official priest, the four seas and three rivers are black fishing, the two towers are bells and drums, and a bright moon fills the universe."

The speed of walking along the way was much slower. On this day, the sun sets in the west, and I vaguely saw the towering towers between the mountains and snow, and the palaces were filled with pavilions.

Qin Ran knew that this was the Baolin Temple that the king of Wuji Kingdom ordered to build himself, and the unlucky king died in the dry well of the temple.

Qin Ran spoke and suggested, "It's late today. I see there are many pavilions and not far from here. I guess it's a temple. Let's go there for a night and leave tomorrow."

Tang Sanzang's eyes lit up. The road was extremely bumpy. He was very tired. He was about to take a rest. He nodded quickly and said, "Amitabha, this is so good."

Sun Wukong jumped into the sky with his lucky eyes and looked over there. Sure enough, he saw a mountain gate, a towering palace, a heavy tower, countless meditation halls, and many monks were meditating there.

"Master, there is indeed a temple there, just for a stay, let's go over." Sun Wukong fell down from the clouds and said with a giggle.

When they got closer, Tang Sanzang climbed down from Bailong and said, "Your Madam Qin and I went in. You two are ugly and clumsy. You may be scared to death when you go in, so stay here."

At that moment, Qin Ran and Tang Sanzang entered the mountain gate. After all, they were a country that believed in Buddhism. The temples here were extremely grand. They were enshrined on both sides of the Vajra Arhats, which were brilliant and full of incense.

Like a local bun, Tang Sanzang looked around and exclaimed.

After walking along the way, I entered the second-floor mountain gate and happened to meet a young monk cleaning the temple. The young monk saw Tang Sanzang stretching out his fat head and looking around with a scattered eyebrows and mouse eyes. He didn't look like a good person no matter how he walked up with a broom and asked with a bad face: "Where did you monk come from?"

Tang Sanzang was startled,

Qin Ran stood up and said with a serious look on his face. =: "Little monk, go in and report to your abbot, and said that we came from the Tang Dynasty in the East and went to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures, and wanted to stay here for one night."

"Please wait a moment, I'll go in and report now."

The little monk looked at Qin Ran, feeling like a breeze blowing on his face, which made people feel a good feeling in his heart for no reason. Knowing that the other party was not an idle person, he hurried in to report.

The abbot of the temple was sleeping inside, and was awakened at this moment, and walked out with anger with a look of waking up.

The abbot put on a cassock and walked out of it, asking in a bad tone, "Who is where?"

The little monk pointed with his finger, "Sir, those two people are behind the main hall."

The abbot looked back and saw a fat white monk standing there, with a handsome young man in white clothes beside him. He walked up and said, "Where did you come from, monk?"

"I am the one who came to the west to worship Buddha and pray for scriptures by the Tang Dynasty in the East. When I passed by the temple, it was getting late, and I hope I could stay for a night."

Qin Ran is familiar with the plot, so he naturally knows that this old monk is not a good bird. He is a typical person who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong and wins against the enemy.

The old monk said, "Since you are from the Tang Dynasty, you don't even recognize the way."

Tang Sanzang felt angry inside, and felt that the old monk was full of impatientness and sarcastic spirit, "I don't know what the abbot has to do with him."

"From then on the west, and walk another four or five miles, there will be an inn, where there are food sellers, and you can stay there. I have so many inconveniences here, so I won't entertain you monks from afar." The old monk's tone showed a sense of arrogance.

"Amitabha, you monk is really unreasonable at all. The old saying goes, monks in the world are originally a family, and when they meet Zen temples, they are all inns for monks. When they see three dou of rice when they see the mountain gate, you are really not as compassionate as a monk! "

With Qin Ran beside him, Tang Sanzang was full of confidence and became arrogant.

The old monk looked down on the Tang Monk who came from afar and immediately sneered: "You monk look poor and look like a pig's head. Get out quickly. We don't welcome you here!

Humph! Only the high-ranking officials in the royal city came to burn incense will be worthy of me coming out to greet you. Where did this monk come from, please come in and invite me.

And look at the monk's face, he doesn't look like a good person. We are a royal temple here, so we can't just let anyone disturb you, drive them out!"

The old monk scolded the little monk again, not taking Tang Sanzang seriously at all.

Tang Sanzang's face was trembling with anger. A small country's royal temple was so awesome. If he hadn't taken him, the saint monk of the Tang Dynasty, he would have known that he would have let the monkey come in and give you two sticks and smashed his head!

Tang Sanzang pointed to the old monk's nose and spit out a fragrance, "Hmph! You old bald donkey, don't urinate and look at yourself. You look like a bear and dare to have the face to talk to others!"

"Who do you think is the old bald donkey fat monk? Put your mouth cleaner!" The abbot was angry.

"Old bald donkey, your mouth is not clean!"

"Say it again!" The old monk pointed at Tang Sanzang, trembling all over his body with anger.

"Old bald donkey!" Tang Sanzang said with a look of beating.

"Fat Monk!"

"Old bald donkey! Old bald donkey! Old bald donkey!"

Tang Sanzang looked proud and felt even more proud when he saw the old monk's face flushed with anger.

When compared with this monk, it seemed extremely monotonous and not exciting at all. The two of them cursed each other, and Qin Ran was very bored when he saw those few words.

But Tang Sanzang looked excited and was so sank that he was completely opened with a strange attribute. The little monk next to him was stunned, as if the door to a new world was opened.

But in the end, Tang Sanzang's lip ability was slightly better. The old monk was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick. He pointed at Tang Sanzang's nose. After holding it for a long time, he couldn't hold it out a word.

"You, you..."

"What are you, you, a dead bald donkey! An old wild dog!"

Tang Sanzang's face was full of a humble expression, and he looked extremely worthy of beating.

The old monk was old and weak. Although he was so angry that he felt pain, he looked at Tang Sanzang's fat body and after some measurement, he finally resisted the urge to take action. At this time, the monks in the temple were also alarmed and surrounded them.

The old monk finally had the confidence. Seeing the little monk next to him looking at him like a fool, he slapped him in the face and said angrily: "Why are you still standing there? Blast this foreign monk out for me!"

At this time, some young and strong monks also realized what was going on and surrounded Tang Sanzang with a bad expression, "You monk, how dare you speak wildly and insult the abbot in our royal temple. It's so presumptuous!"
Chapter completed!