The moon was dark and the wind was high, making it difficult to travel. Sun Wukong and Tang Sanzang took advantage of this place for a night, and were warmly entertained by the elder Jinchi who presided over it.
After the vegetarian meal, Elder Jinchi also invited Tang Monk to view the various Buddhist treasures he had collected.
Rosary beads, alms bowls, tin sticks, wishful thinking, whisks, whisks and other things that monks carry with them on a daily basis are neatly placed on the table. They are so jeweled that it is dizzying to see.
Most of all, there are all kinds of cassocks, the hall is full of embroidery, and the walls are covered with silk.
These Buddhist utensils can be regarded as good treasures among the common people, but unfortunately they are limited to outstanding things among common people. Any Buddhist treasure in Tang Sanzang's body can cover these things.
The brocade cassock and the nine-ring tin staff are the real Buddhist treasures.
Wukong's temperament was a bit flamboyant. When he saw Elder Jinchi beaming there and proudly showing off the various cassocks he had collected, he couldn't help but feel a bit of comparison and said to Monk Tang:
"Don't we also have a cassock? Although I am not familiar with all kinds of Buddhist treasures, I feel that the brocade cassock is the real treasure, at least a thousand times better than the ones collected by the abbot!"
Elder Jinchi wears a square hat on his head, a brocade velvet jacket, a pair of monk shoes filled with eight treasures, and a staff with clouds and stars embedded in it. He looks very rich, and does not look like an eminent monk who is indifferent to fame and fortune.
He squinted his eyes, looking like an old man. When he heard that Tang Monk actually had a cassock that could be called a treasure, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said with expectation:
"Since Elder Tang has such a treasure, why not take it out and let the old monk open his eyes, so that I can see the treasures of the heavenly kingdom."
Tang Sanzang coughed slightly when he heard this, stared at Sun Wukong and said:
"Great Sage, that cassock was given by Guanyin Bodhisattva. How can you show it to others so easily?"
He didn't seem to realize that his words were strongly suspected of being pretentious and had already given away the secret.
A Buddhist treasure given by Guanyin Bodhisattva?
The eyes of Elder Jinchi on the side almost popped out. As a holy monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, it is not impossible for him to have several treasures on his body.
But now he actually said that the cassock was given by Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, who is so kind and compassionate and saves the suffering!
Is this okay?
Wukong wanted to show off, so he had already brought the gift package and quickly took out the neatly stacked brocade cassocks.
Tang Monk did not wear brocade cassock on weekdays, and would only take it out and put it on on some very formal occasions.
This brocade cassock is indeed a Buddhist treasure. It is made of red silk, gold thread, and inlaid with various orbs. In the dim candlelight, it shines with crystal luster, almost blinding Elder Jinchi.
The first time he saw the brocade cassock, the old host wanted to throw himself on it. With trembling hands, he touched this sacred cassock and couldn't help but mutter:
"Treasure, treasure, this is the real treasure cassock, wuwuwu..."
He burst into tears suddenly.
Upon seeing this, Tang Monk couldn't help clasping his hands and asked: "Why is the host doing this?"
Elder Jinchi wiped away his tears while looking at him and sighed:
"Elder Tang, I have collected all kinds of Buddhist treasures in my life. When I saw them today, I realized that the things I have collected all my life are as different as fireflies and bright moons compared to this brocade cassock. When I think about it, I will never see this again.
Brocade cassock, the old monk is so sad in his heart!"
As he spoke, he added eagerly: "Old monk has an unkind request, and I hope Elder Tang can agree to it."
"President, please speak."
"Can you leave this brocade cassock with the old monk so that I can appreciate it up close for a day?"
"this……"
Tang Sanzang was a little hesitant.
As the ancients said, wealth should not be exposed and treasures should not be borrowed.
Elder Jinchi saw that he was hesitant and risked his life. Regardless of his face, he immediately fell to the ground and said, "If Elder Tang doesn't agree, the old monk will not be able to kneel down!"
"That's all. I'll just leave the brocade cassock at the abbot's place for one day."
Tang Sanzang could only reluctantly agree.
If you take advantage of others' soft words and short-handedness, you must give the host some face by staying here.
"Thank you, Elder Tang!" Elder Jinchi was overjoyed.
What happened next did not change much. Because the old abbot was greedy for the brocade cassock, he had evil thoughts in his heart. He prepared a fire to burn down the Zen room where Tang Monk and Wukong lived, burning them to death and greedy the Buddha.
precious.
Wukong's spiritual sense is keen and his celestial eye sees everything. He saw the plans of the old abbot and the monks in the temple and smiled coldly.
"Master is right, what is more terrifying than ghosts and gods is the human heart."
He is willing to kill people and set fires just for a cassock. With such a vicious heart, is he worthy of being a monk?
Without the constraints of a tight spell, Wukong became even bolder and killed the elder Jinchi who had some cultivation skills with one stick. He also added fuel to the flames when the monks set fire to him in the middle of the night, allowing the fire to spread.
The raging fire ignited various buildings in the temple, and it could not be extinguished even if water was poured on it. The demonic fire, blood red and dazzling, burned for a whole night, and the entire Guanyin Temple was burned into an empty space.
Only one wing remained intact.
"Great Sage, what's going on?"
Early in the morning, Tang Sanzang ran out of the wing, looked at the scorched earth around him, and shouted.
Wukong sat cross-legged on the roof, breathing in and out. The early morning sunlight mixed with spiritual energy and turned into vibrant purple clouds, which he absorbed.
The top of his head is surrounded by purple energy, and the five secret realms are glowing, breathing in divine energy, tempering the muscles and bones, and strengthening the body.
Without raising his eyelids, he pointed to a few trembling monks beside him.
"You can find out just by asking a few of them."
"Holy monk, we know our mistake! Spare your life, spare your life!"
Several surviving monks from Guanyin Temple knelt down and told the story of the crime with tears streaming down their faces.
Tang Sanzang understood the cause and effect, shook his head gently and sighed:
"A life of greed makes a man like a devil, and he who plays with fire will burn himself."
This elder Jinchi also has some Taoism in his body. He devotes himself to practicing hard and has no hope of attaining Taoism and becoming an immortal. Unfortunately, the gold and jade are not only good but also the failure. He has been practicing Zen for a lifetime but still cannot change his greed for money. In the end, he is to blame for his own fault.
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Suddenly, he found that the brocade cassock was missing.
"Great Sage, the cassock is missing!"
"ah?"
Wukong was stunned, jumped down, inspected and saluted, but he really didn't see the brocade cassock. He couldn't help scratching his head, "It's strange, I, Old Sun, obviously took the cassock back and put it in the package."
"Did you leave last night?"
"The flames shot into the sky and disturbed all the beasts in the forest, so I went out to perform the tooth-beating ceremony."
"..."
Tang Monk was speechless.
However, the Monkey King is not a Buddhist. It is normal for him to eat some wild game, and it is not easy for him to criticize him.
"What now?"
Tang Sanzang frowned.
The brocade cassock belonged to the Buddha. Now that it has been lost, it will be difficult to deal with him in Lingshan.
Sun Wukong snorted lightly, grabbed a middle-aged monk from Guanyin Temple, and said:
"Are there any demons, ghosts, or fox saints around here?"
Someone must have sneaked in here and stolen the cassock while he was out hunting last night. His skills were quite good, otherwise he would not have been able to break through the barrier of the fire.
The monk was grabbed by the monkey's big furry hands by his collar. His face turned pale with fright, and he trembled:
"Donor... Donor, there is a black bear spirit in the Batu Cave in Black Wind Mountain, twenty miles due south. He has great magical power. He likes to preach and talk about mystical things, and he practices meditation and alchemy. He has a good relationship with Elder Jinchi. If anyone can
He must be the one to sneak in here without anyone noticing!"
Wukong nodded, let go of him, looked at Tang Monk, and said:
"You wait here while I go to Batu Caves to have a look."
"Great Sage, be careful!"
"Humph, you should be careful about that monster. He dares to steal under my nose. I want to see how much he weighs!"
Wukong sneered and jumped onto the somersault cloud.
The golden light broke through the sky, as fast as thunder, and disappeared instantly.
………
Batu Mountain, Batu Caves.
Although the name is very tacky, the Black Bear Spirit's lair is an out-and-out blessed place.
Thousands of valleys compete with the currents, thousands of cliffs compete with each other, mountains and grass grow, wild flowers bloom, cliffs are steep, birds are singing but no one can see them, flowers have fallen and trees are still fragrant, the green walls are moist after the rain, and the wind blows and the pines are curled and green.
At the entrance of the cave, there is mist and haze, and dense pines and cypresses.
Although the black bear spirit is a monster, he likes to talk loudly and is good at writing. He has decorated his cave like a fairy cave with great taste.
"Strange, this Feng Shui layout looks a bit familiar."
Wukong pressed the cloud head, and for some reason, he felt that the formation arrangement of this Batu Cave looked familiar.
At this time, in the cave, the black bear spirit was discussing mysteries with the scholar in white (white flower snake spirit) and Ling Xuzi (green wolf spirit). The brocade cassock he had stolen last night was also placed on the table.
"Two Taoist friends, this brocade cassock is embedded with seven treasures. It is invulnerable to water and fire. It can defend oneself and drive away evil spirits. It is a treasure made by the power of Buddhism. Do you accept it?" Black Bear Spirit asked.
"What's the price?"
The scholar in white, Ling Xuzi was a little moved.
It can be seen from their names that the two of them are not the kind of barbaric monsters who drink hair and drink blood. They are familiar with scriptures and like to be arty. They are backed by a certain powerful monster and specialize in the work of second-rate dealers.
They serve Her Majesty the Queen and often purchase and resell treasures from mountain kings such as Black Bear Spirit.
"Easy to say, all I need is ten jars of top-grade wine, plus two pounds of medium-grade vermilion elixir or Ganoderma lucidum." Black Bear Spirit rubbed his hands, looking like a philistine.
The second demon is in a bit of a dilemma.
This transaction is a bit big, but this cassock is indeed extraordinary and valuable.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's not good, someone is coming from outside!"
A little demon ran into the cave with a panic look on his face.
"Who dares to come to my cave, Xiong Batian, to cause trouble? Are you tired of living?"
The black bear spirit was furious, got up and put on his clothes, his iron helmet was gleaming with fire, his black gold armor was shining brightly, his soap robe covered the wind and his sleeves were covered with wind, his black and green silk sash had long spikes, he was holding a black tassel gun, and he was wearing black leather and purple gold boots.
, his eyes are like lightning, his magic power is majestic, and his demonic power is overwhelming!
The white-clothed scholar, Ling Xuzi, was shocked and secretly thought that this golden immortal demon king of unknown origin was really powerful, with such power that even the immortals and Buddhas would be hard-pressed to defeat him.
Perhaps, he is qualified to become a warrior under the queen?
"Report to your Majesty, that is a demon with a rough face and a thunderous mouth. He calls himself the Monkey King and is here to ask for the cassock." Xiao Yaozhan said tremblingly.
"Monkey King?"
The black bear spirit snorted coldly, holding the black tassel gun, and strode towards the gate of the cave, "You are so arrogant, I want to see if his skills can compete with God's!"
He had never heard of the Monkey King at all, he only thought of him as an arrogant mountain spirit monster who didn't know the heights of the sky.
Even the Great Sage Qi Tian, why don’t you surpass the Great Sage?
On the contrary, it was a scholar in white. Ling Xuzi was slightly surprised, as if he had heard of the name of the Great Sage Qitian.
However, they did not warn the black bear spirit, but followed silently, wanting to see the situation first.
Outside the cave, Wukong stood proudly and erect, showing a fighting posture, wearing a purple gold crown with phoenix wings on his head, wearing a chain of golden armor, walking on lotus root silk, carrying a golden hoop, full of fighting spirit and majestic.
"Who dares to come here to cause trouble in my cave?"
The black bear spirit was tall and strong, clad in heavy black gold armor, like an iron tower. With evil eyes in his eyes, he stepped out of the cave door angrily.
But after seeing the monkey, he was slightly startled.
Wukong was also stunned, then grinned and said:
"Of course it's your grandpa!"
"Bah, damn monkey, I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language and speak properly, otherwise labor and management will have to skin you and cramp you today!"
"Stupid bear, I think you are out of your mind. If I don't beat the crap out of you today, you will be clean!"
"he tui!"
The black bear spirit grasped the spear tightly, and before moving his feet, he spat out a mouthful of electrified thunder saliva, and the lightning burst out, tearing the void apart.
Wukong jumped back to avoid the exploding plasma lightning arc, and not to be outdone, he also opened his mouth and spat out.
"he tui!"
A mouthful of spit surrounded by immortal power turned into dozens of devil-subduing nails, piercing the void and shooting towards them.
clang!
The black tassel gun in the black bear spirit's hand stirred up the demonic wind, and with a single sweep, sparks shot out, knocking down the demon-subduing nail.
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"Bah, childish!"
The two cursed and swore, waving their weapons while spitting sweet things, and they fought in a massacre.
The scholar in white: "..."
(?o?;)
Ling Xuzi: "..."
(ー_ー)!!
Are these two guys seriously ill? They spit during the fight.
DANG DANG DANG!!
The black tasseled spear in the hand of the black bear spirit was swung in an airtight manner, stabbing, picking, splitting, flicking, flicking, shaking, and the afterimages flashed like snakes and scorpions biting. The sharp tip of the spear was also entangled with violent thunder and fire turbulence.
Shatter the void and be unstoppable!
He has versatile marksmanship, strong martial arts, surging magical power, and is brave and good at fighting.
For a moment, Wukong was in a hurry and was at a slight disadvantage.
"He is very strong. He may be qualified for the position of the Four Holy Envoys." The scholar in white said.
Ling Xuzi took out a talisman sword with the mark of the white tiger on it. It was made of Geng gold and engraved with a string of demonic incantations. The blue light flowed and it was extremely sharp.
"Let's see again, the Monkey King is not the only one with this ability."
The Black Bear Spirit is not weak in strength, and has one foot on the threshold of Daluo. It can be said that when the opportunity comes, it is very likely that he will step into the realm of Daluo.
This kind of genius who is at the peak of the Golden Immortal is a talent worth cultivating in any force.
His combat power at the same level is very impressive. If not for this, he would not have been able to fight Wukong for dozens of rounds. Of course, this was also because the monkey deliberately let go.
Iron rods and spears collided, the mountains were shaken by a loud clang, thunder and fire burst out, and the wind blew wildly.
After fighting for dozens of rounds, Wukong's expression straightened, and the golden light all over his body skyrocketed, like a golden god of war, with a golden hoop wrapped around thousands of dazzling celestial powers.
"Okay, it's over."
boom!!
The golden cudgel smashed down like a giant pillar to the sky, shaking thousands of miles of mountains and shattering the void with one stick. Even though the black bear spirit tried its best to resist, it was still knocked away by the stick and the spear was released!
He flew upside down and hit the door of the cave, with a clang, shattering the bronze door.
The gap between the two sides is quite big. Even the black bear spirit at the same level cannot beat the monkey. Not to mention that the monkey has already achieved Daluo. Seriously, it only takes one or two moves.
Wukong walked over, raised his golden cudgel high, and aimed it at the somewhat dizzy black bear spirit.
"Great Sage, show mercy!"
The scholar in white, Ling Xuzi hurriedly spoke out.
Wukong suddenly put away the golden cudgel, grinned, and helped the black bear spirit up.
"Big Bear!"
"Skin monkey!"
A bear and a monkey hugged each other.
"haven't seen you for a long time!"
"We haven't seen each other for a long time. We reunited with old friends and had a good discussion. But you hit me too hard on my waist."
The black bear grinned and slapped the monkey on the back. Tears filled his eyes. I don't know whether it was because he was too excited or because the blow just now was too hard.
"My back hurts again? Is it okay? Is it because of kidney deficiency?"
"Go, go, if you don't want to be your mountain king at Huaguo Mountain in Dongsheng Shenzhou, why are you going to Nanzhan Buzhou?"
"That's a long story."
Wukong looked sad.
The scholar in white clothes and Ling Xuzi looked at each other in confusion.
Do these two people still know each other?
"Fellow Taoists, the transaction is cancelled."
The black bear spirit sent away the two demons, led Wukong into the Batu Cave, and ordered his men to prepare a banquet to entertain old friends.
Gold bowls, silver bottles, jade liquid and nectar, Ganoderma lucidum holy fruit, everything is available.
Wukong picked up a longevity peach, took a bite, and said:
"Xiong Da, aren't you guarding the holy mountain for Tao Zun? Why did you come to this poor place and become the king of the mountain?"
"I don't know either. That day I was sleeping under the ginseng fruit tree the day after tomorrow, and the holy mountain suddenly shook a few times. As soon as I woke up, I appeared outside the secret realm, looking south to the southwest border of Buzhou."
The black bear spirit looked confused and a little disappointed, "I must be kicked out by Master Tao Zun because he thought I was too lazy to work."
As he said this, he couldn't help crying.
"Woooooooooooooo... Master, I was wrong. I don't dare to be lazy anymore. I want to go back to the Holy Mountain!"
Wukong hurriedly comforted him, patted his shoulder and said:
"Don't be sad, there will be a chance. I don't think Master Dao Zun will drive you away just because you slept in."
"Really?" Xiong Da stared at him with tears in his eyes.
"Nonsense, you used to sleep in less often? Does Tao Zun pay attention to this?"
"..."
Xiong Da:(￣e(#￣)
It hurts my heart, old man.
"What's going on?"
"It's hard to say. An expert's actions are unpredictable." Wukong thought of what he saw in the Bagua furnace, the shadow of the Taoist who walked up the long river of time and went straight to the beginning of the ancient world.
He didn't know what Taoist Wuji was doing by looking back to the origin of time.
But he helped him and injected the Dao Mark of the Chaos Demon Ape, one of the three thousand demon gods at the beginning of the world, into his body.
Therefore, he can save at least tens of thousands of years of accumulation and directly condense the Daluo Dao Fruit.
And all of this was done in Taozu's Tushita Palace and Bagua Furnace without anyone noticing.
It seems that Taishang Daozu has not found any clues.
Such methods are simply appalling.
Such a character is beyond their ability to guess.
The black bear spirit was still a little depressed and didn't want to talk about this anymore, so he changed the topic:
"What about you, what have you been doing all these years?"
