Nameless mountain, nameless temple.

Under the golden body of the Tathagata Buddha, the old monk was seriously criticizing Xuanzang, holding a whip in his hand, which was like a dogmatic old gentleman.

"In front of the Buddha, Xuanzang, how many precepts did you break when you went down the mountain?" said the old monk.

"Breaking the precepts? It doesn't exist, master! You don't know your disciple yet?"

Xuanzang looked serious and looked very sincere, and he refused to mention breaking the precepts.

"It is precisely because of understanding that you know whether the place in your belly is a flower or a flower."

The old monk waved his arm and whipped it with a willow whip.

I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the speed of whip was very slow, so Xuanzang refused to let go of the whip.

"Disappointed, are you still hiding?" The old monk blew his beard and glared at him in anger.

"Master, is the Buddha watching? Don't you want the Buddha to see you whip your disciple with a whip?

Our Buddhism does not emphasize competing others with virtue and self-sacrificing oneself.

It is usually the master's fault that your apprentice makes mistakes, so you might as well punish yourself.

Then my disciple was moved, so that I would respect you more.” Xuanzang explained.

After hearing this, the old monk raised his white eyebrows and accumulated anger to the peak.

Xuanzang clasped his hands together and continued, "Master, Vajra's eyes are not as angry as Bodhisattvas, you are not unaware of your level of magnitude, right? Don't be angry, my disciple is also for your own good."

"Vajra's eyes are angry, and the Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows!"

The old monk's eyes changed slightly, he lowered his arm and said:

"Disciple, you still know this principle. It's not considered a waste of time to study Buddhism in recent years."

"Forget it, let's not talk about breaking the precepts. Didn't my teacher say that I'll come back every three days? Why haven't I heard from you for so long?"

The old monk questioned that although he had known everything secretly, he still pretended not to know anything.

"I'm lost, Master, do you believe it?" Xuanzang said.

"Hey, Xuanzang, looking at your body's reverse bones, I don't know if you can do that great cause in the future." The old monk sighed.

"No, just change someone." Xuanzang said indifferently.

"Are you open-minded? Haha! It's better that it's so simple, but it's not my business.

Anyway, you take that sutra, you go through the disaster, and you go through the hardships." The old monk said.

The old monk did not hide this from Xuanzang about his visit to the scriptures, and he has been influenced by the influence of this since he was a child.

"Master, my disciple has always had a guess. Is there a possibility that you are the Buddha's tyrant who came here to be a guardian for me?"

Xuanzang suddenly asked, in a half-joking tone.

The old monk was not angry and said carelessly:

"Xuanzang, you are so smart, haven't you guessed that there is a possibility that you are not you?"

"What does it mean?" Xuanzang frowned slightly.

"Xuanzang, go and be a visitor to the scriptures, go and be an undefined visitor to the scriptures." said the old monk.

"... Master, go and pull x, go and pull the undefined x! Pulling x is easy, you are also easy!" Xuanzang replied.

Playing with memes, right? Who can’t do it?

"Bang!"

The old monk couldn't hold back anymore, and slapped Xuanzang in the head, scolding:

"How is this kind of concise saying in front of the Buddha?"

"Master, it was you who started it. I'm blaming me!" Xuanzang spread his hands.

"Gonggonggonggonggong, go face the wall. Next, there is no permission from the teacher, so don't go down the mountain.

Also, I will punish you for one month not to eat meat.”

The old monk waved his hand and drove Xuanzang away.

"Okay!"

Xuanzang left with a smile on his face. This level was over. The old monk said it was his business, and it was up to him whether he listened or not.

The old monk looked at the withered statue of the Buddha shaped by the golden body in front of him, and slowly took out the chicken legs that he had covered for a long time from his pocket.

Xuanzang would not come back early and would not come back late, but he came back while he was killing chickens and having a meal.

Since he was back, as a master, he could not ignore it and let him go to Chang'an.

At this moment, I took out the chicken legs and thought about what Xuanzang said just now, frowned.

How can I eat this? I have lost my appetite!

...

Heavenly Court, the thirty-two heavens, Yaochi.

As soon as Yang Jian entered the Nantian Gate, he was summoned to Yaochi.

Yaochi is the territory of the Queen Mother, just as Lingxiao Palace is the territory of the Jade Emperor.

The Queen Mother and the Jade Emperor, one in charge of the Three Realms and the other in charge of the Female Fairy. Although the two govern the Three Realms together, they are not the husband-wife relationships in common sense, and to be more precise, they should be colleagues.

For Yang Jian, to some extent, the Queen Mother is more terrifying than the Jade Emperor.

The Queen Mother is a woman, so she is very sensitive in some things, unlike the Jade Emperor who sometimes turns a blind eye.

"The little god greets the queen!"

After arriving at the main hall of Yaochi, Yang Jian bowed with both hands and looked respectful.

"Yang Jian, you don't have to be so humble. You are the God of War in the Heavenly Court and the God of Punishment. Where is the little god?"

On the golden phoenix throne in the Yaochi Pond, a noble and graceful woman sat there.

This woman has a very beautiful face, a fairy-like look, dignified makeup, and wearing a wide golden phoenix robe, she can't hide her graceful figure.

This is a woman full of mature temperament, full of confidence in her body.

She is the Queen Mother, the most noble woman in the three realms.

The Queen Mother's voice is light but full of majesty, and she is powerful without anger, making people bow their heads.

"In front of the Empress, Yang Jian can only be regarded as a little god. I wonder if the Empress summoned the little god has a task to explain it?" Yang Jian said.

The majestic Tong Kong of the Queen Mother glanced at Yang Jian and asked casually: "How is your sister doing recently?"

"Report to the Empress, everything is as usual."

Yang Jian replied, but his heart suddenly jumped. Why did the Queen Mother suddenly ask Yang Chan?

The Queen Mother's face remained unchanged and said calmly: "Your sister has just become an immortal for a short time, and she has not been in her age for thousands of years. The road to immortality is long and she will never die. A woman guards Mount Hua alone. After a long time, her thoughts will change and she can't stand loneliness. Yang Jian, you have to look at it!"

"Yes, thank you for your reminder." Yang Jian lowered his eyes, but couldn't help but sweat on his back.

The Queen Mother suddenly stood up, thought for a second, and said, "Yang Jian, how much do you know about Journey to the West?"

"It seems to be related to Western Buddhism? It seems to be the spread of Buddhism in the east." Yang Jian said.

In fact, he was only a little sensible and was not very familiar with Journey to the West. Moreover, it was a Buddhist matter and did not pay much attention to it.

"It is indeed the eastward transmission of Buddhism. Jin Chanzi, the reincarnated disciple under the Tathagata, went to the West to seek the true scriptures. The immortals and Buddhas in the sky cooperated with the Buddhists to set up ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties." The Queen Mother said.

"Golden Cicada!" Yang Jian's face changed slightly again. He had just met Xuanzang.

I didn't expect that he was the master of Journey to the West! But this is a matter of Buddhism, why did the Queen Mother get involved?

"I wonder what the Empress needs the little god to do?" Yang Jian asked.

The Queen Mother closed her eyes, took a sudden breath, and said:

"This first catastrophe should be released from Heaven, so Yang Jian, I will give you a task to complete the first catastrophe. Although it is a cooperation with the Buddhist journey westward, this difficulty will greatly increase the difficulty of this palace, so it is best to stop it!"

"What the Empress means is to silence?" Yang Jian hesitated and whispered.

"What are you going to kill! Don't hurt Jin Chanzi, it's just to increase the difficulty of the disaster!" The Queen Mother suddenly raised her voice.

"Uh..." Yang Jian was stunned. Isn't this embarrassing him?

But why does the Queen Mother look very resentful at this time?

This is not normal!

...

ps: So hungry!

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