The next day, early in the morning, everyone got up early to clean up.
Suddenly, Tang Sen remembered why his reward for accepting Zhu Bajie as his disciple had not arrived yet.
"System, why do I get rewards for accepting Sun Wukong as my disciple, but not for accepting Zhu Bajie?" I couldn't help but ask the system in my mind.
"Host, accepting a disciple is a very formal matter."
Tang Sen:???
formal?
Tang Sen was deep in thought and called out to the high-ranking officials who came in a hurry.
"Donor, could you please help the poor monk prepare an incense case?"
Although Mr. Gao was confused, he didn't say anything and turned around and ordered his servants to prepare the incense table.
Tang Sen returned to his room and took the time to bathe and cleanse himself. He did not expect that accepting a disciple would be so troublesome!
Finally, when the incense table was ready, Tang Sen walked out of the room, washed his hands and burned incense.
"Today, I, Tang Sanzang, take Pig Gang Hye as my disciple, and let heaven and earth learn from him."
Green smoke curls up into the sky.
[Ding, the system has detected that the host has accepted Zhu Bajie as a disciple. The task of recruiting a disciple has been completed (2/3), and the reward will be a certain amount of cultivation. 】
The spiritual energy is rolling in, like a sauna. Heat is surging throughout the body, and the cultivation level is rising straight up, practicing the combination of emptiness and Tao, until you reach the earthly immortal.
Is this so magical?
Becoming an immortal is so simple!
At this time, Sun Wukong wiped his eyes. He seemed to have seen a shadow appearing behind his master just now. It was so faint that you would not have noticed it if you were not paying attention.
This is because he has been constantly digesting the power of the Creation Pill during these times, making up for some of the lost origin. The flaming eyes and golden eyes slowly transformed into the Deliang Golden Eyes. Only then can he realize that the original flaming eyes and golden eyes would not be able to detect it at all.
But this shadow only appeared briefly and immediately disappeared without a trace.
He didn't see clearly what it was, so he could only bury this question deep in his heart.
"Okay, Bajie, please take the time to say goodbye. We are about to set off." Tang Sen, who had become an immortal, seemed very happy and his tone was very relaxed.
There is no way, the monsters I encounter on the journey to the west are all immortals at least, and I can't defeat any of them.
Although he still can't beat him now, at least he has become an immortal and is no longer the weakling he used to be. He is somewhat able to fight back.
"Okay, Master." As they were about to leave, Zhu Bajie's tone seemed very low.
Tang Sen and the other three walked outside the door and waited, leaving Bajie with the last time alone with his wife.
"Madam, I'm leaving. Take good care of yourself. I will definitely come back in three to five years." Zhu Bajie took Gao Cuilan's hand and reluctantly told her.
Gao Cuilan's eyes were also full of nostalgia, but she didn't say anything to leave Zhu Bajie. Last night, Zhu Bajie told her everything, including the journey to the west, including the fact that she was the reincarnation of Fairy Haitang, and also talked about the things they had been together before.
Bit by bit.
She couldn't keep him, he went this time for their future.
"My father-in-law, help me take good care of my wife. I will come back as soon as possible." Although he was reluctant to leave her, when it was time to say goodbye, Zhu Bajie could only ask his father-in-law to take good care of Gao Cuilan.
"Idiot, it's time to go. There's still a long road ahead." Sun Wukong's urging voice came from outside the door.
"Come on, come on." Zhu Bajie glanced at Gao Cuilan one last time, turned around and walked out resolutely.
Only the faint sound of crying could be heard from behind.
In the end, Gao Cuilan couldn't hold it back and threw herself into Mrs. Gao's arms and cried.
Farewell always makes people sad, but the road ahead will continue. The farewell at this time is for the long-term reunion in the future!
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There was another partner in the team, and the four masters and apprentices embarked on the journey westward.
While waiting for Zhu Bajie to say goodbye, Tang Sen checked in to Gao Laozhuang. In addition to a big gold chain and a pair of sunglasses to look cool, he only got an American field trench coat, which was pure black and very domineering.
Compared to these domineering clothes, Tang Sen still prefers to wear his own white clothes and a cassock, which is low-key gorgeous.
As for the field trench coat, he threw it to Zhu Bajie along with the big gold chain and sunglasses.
It is being worn on my body right now!
Facing the rising sun, Tang Sen took the lead on a "motorcycle".
Bajie was dumbfounded as he watched from behind. How could he still play like this?
The monk riding a motorcycle really gained his knowledge!
But Sun Wukong and Xiao Bailong are already used to it.
After taking a picture of Zhu Bajie who was afraid of being shocked, the three of them followed closely behind Tang Sen.
A few days later, the four masters and apprentices came to a high mountain.
Tang Sen stopped his motorcycle and waited for several apprentices.
"Master, why did you stop? Is there anything wrong?" Sun Wukong stepped forward and asked. As he spoke, he looked around but found nothing.
There were no monsters, no ghosts, not even a single beast.
Can't help but wonder.
Turning to look at Tang Sen, he saw a solemn look on his face, with faint sweat on his face.
In Tang Sen's eyes, what kind of mountain is that?
Looking through the clairvoyance, Tang Sen clearly saw a huge Buddha statue whose whole body was burning with flames. The whole world was filled with Buddha's light, and the power was so powerful that Tang Sen could not breathe.
He didn't even bother to answer.
"Brother, I know that there is a Zen Master Wuchao in this high mountain. He lives on a high tree and practices alone."
"What's so special about Zen Master Wuchao?"
"It's nothing special. It's just that his Taoism is quite good. He once asked me to practice with him, but I thought of Cuilan in my heart and never agreed."
"I guess he is just an ascetic monk with some Taoism, nothing more." Sun Wukong looked down upon him.
"Those who live in isolation are either gods or beasts."
"And neither of these two is easy to mess with!" Tang Sen's extremely cautious voice came from the side.
Sun Wukong had never heard that Tang Sen was so cautious about anything, so he couldn't help but secretly became concerned about it. He used all his magic power to hold the golden cudgel in his hand, and he was careful and alert.
"Bajie, is there any other way around here?"
If possible, Tang Sen really didn't want to provoke that terrifying existence in the mountain.
Although it was the image of a giant Buddha, Tang Sen could detect a deeply hidden evil spirit in the blazing flames all around him.
If he is really a Buddhist, Tang Sen is not afraid at all. What is scary is these well-hidden conspirators.
"There is still a small road, but it will take hundreds of miles of mountain roads." Zhu Bajie thought for a moment and said with some embarrassment.
Instead of taking the shortcut, he wanted to take the longer route. Zhu Bajie always felt that Tang Sen was too cautious.
He had seen Zen Master Wuchao before, but he didn't look very powerful. He was quite easy to get along with.
"You lead the way, we will take that small road and avoid this place." Tang Sen made a decision immediately, and would rather take a longer detour than take the risk.
Zhu Bajie looked reluctant, but he still stepped forward to lead the way.
Just as the four of them were preparing to leave.
"I don't know if the tortoise shell is coming to the door, but it's a long way to greet you. Why don't you come in and talk about it." A misty voice came from all directions.
Sun Wukong's expression changed. He understood what his master was doing. He was not an ascetic monk, he was clearly a powerful person.
I wonder if I can beat him? Thinking about it, I tightened my grip on the golden cudgel in my hand, as if I was facing a formidable enemy.
Seeing their senior brother in this state, Xiao Bailong and Zhu Bajie also felt that something was wrong. Generally, people with weak cultivation and no special magical powers would not be able to detect the huge threat in front of them.
Tang Sen looked solemn and exhaled a long breath.
I originally wanted to take a detour while the other party didn't notice me, but now that the other party has noticed me, I can't run away.
It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that cannot be avoided.
After tidying up his clothes, he took out the Jinlan cassock and put it on. Holding a nine-ring tin staff, he walked in first with a cautious look on his face.
Sun Wukong followed closely behind.
Xiao Bailong and Zhu Bajie also quickly followed.
The mountains are full of exotic flowers and fruits, cranes are flying, and animals can be seen talking to each other on the roadside. There is no trace of evil at all, and it is a scene of a fairyland.
Tang Sen turned a blind eye to all the strange phenomena on the roadside and stared directly at a towering ancient tree in front of the road. It was unattainable. There were groups of people under the tree, spiritual beasts everywhere, and the Buddha's light on the tree was bright, peaceful and peaceful.
"The holy monk came from afar and was not welcomed." I saw a Zen master falling from the tree, wearing coarse monk clothes and wearing a pair of straw sandals.
"Old Zen Master, you are polite." Tang Sen also replied politely, staying the same to cope with all changes.
"Master, this is the Zen Master Wuchao I told you about." Zhu Bajie stepped forward and introduced.
"Aren't you Zhu Ganghe from Fuling Mountain? Why didn't you practice in Yunzhan Cave instead of here? Are you still walking with the holy monk?" The old Zen master looked surprised.
But in Tang Sen's opinion, it is very false.
"I took the holy monk as my teacher, and while traveling westward, I passed by this mountain and came here specifically to pay homage to the old Zen master."
It can be seen that Zhu Bajie respects this old Zen master.
"You idiot, what a blessing."
Bajie just smiled innocently but didn't answer.
"Who are these two next to you?" Zen Master Wuchao looked at Sun Wukong and Xiao Bailong.
"This is my senior brother, Monkey King, the Monkey King, and this is my junior brother, Little White Dragon of the West Sea." Zhu Bajie introduced one after another.
"I've met the old Zen master." Xiao Bailong bowed respectfully.
Sun Wukong did not answer, but stared at Zen Master Wuchao, holding the golden cudgel tighter and tighter.
Zen Master Wuchao smiled slightly.
"The road to the west is far away, and the demonic obstacles are difficult to eliminate. I have a copy of the "Multiple Heart Sutra" to give to the holy monk."
After saying that, without waiting for anyone to answer, he sat down cross-legged and muttered something.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajna Bodhisattva for a long time, sees that the five aggregates are all empty, and survives all hardships. Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color. Feelings, thoughts, and consciousness are also like this...
…”
Not good, Tang Sen's heart thumped, and he secretly screamed that something was not good.
The sutra is the serious "Moko Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra", but the sound of chanting the sutra is not just a simple transmission of the sutra, but also a vast sea of spiritual thoughts mixed in it.
How dare he!
Tang Sen was shocked and angry. He couldn't understand why Zen Master Wuchao dared to take action directly!
Although he was secretly on guard against the old monk as early as he opened his mouth.
However, the level gap is too large and there is no way to prevent it!
At this time, in Tang Sen's eyes, the sight of beautiful mountains and clear waters, fairy flowers and exotic grasses seemed to be swept by flames. In the flames was the demonic realm, endless darkness and countless bloodthirsty demons, slowly approaching him, getting closer and closer.
As he got closer, the flames finally reached his feet.
Tang Sen sat down on the spot, clasped his hands, and stood close to the mourning platform, maintaining the last bit of clarity, with big beads of sweat dripping from his head.