The first rule of the Holy Monk: The Holy Monk must pretend! No matter it is external or internal, being mysterious can make people take chances. Always keep your trump card. If others cannot figure out your details, they will naturally not take risks.
Article 2 of the Holy Monk: Life is the most important. If a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, how can a holy monk risk his life? Only by cherishing life and staying away from danger will life be valuable.
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That’s it for today’s reading.
These two are simply guiding lights, illuminating Tang Sen’s path forward. They must be digested and understood carefully.
"Master, master, there is a Taoist temple in front of you!" Sun Wukong's voice came from the distance, and he saw Sun Wukong lowering his cloud head, standing in the middle of the road ahead, and shouting to everyone.
Tang Sen took back the books in his hands and put them away next to him.
"Xiao Bai, after walking for so long, I'm tired of being a teacher. Let's take a rest in the Taoist temple ahead." Tang Sen ordered.
He was not very tired, not even at all. He felt like time flew by while he was reading, but he just looked at the two apprentices behind him who were very tired and must have walked quite a distance.
Zhu Bajie in the rear took the opportunity to put down his burden, put his hands on his knees, bent over, opened his mouth, and breathed heavily.
Along the way, the "carriage" ran so fast that the two unlucky brothers had no choice but to chase after it. Sha Wujing was better off and just treated it as a marathon. Zhu Bajie was miserable. He was a marathon with a heavy load. The key was this challenge.
You have to hold your hand steady, otherwise it will fall off if you run too fast.
He was very tired along the way.
It's really like walking a pig.
However, I also heard the conversation in front of me and knew that I would be able to rest soon, so I couldn't help but feel happy.
He turned around and looked at his junior brother who was suffering from the same problem. He was also in the same situation as him. He seemed very tired.
"Hmph!" Sha Wujing saw Zhu Bajie looking over, snorting coldly from his nose, and turned away, obviously still angry.
Zhu Bajie didn't take it seriously either.
‘Oh, this young man’.
He chuckled and shook his head, looked at the carriage in front of him that was starting again, and then picked up the load and chased after it.
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"The Immortal Immortal Mansion, a Taoist family that lives as long as heaven. Oh, what a loud tone."
Sun Wukong looked at the majestic Taoist temple in front of him and read the couplets posted on the door of the Taoist temple, and couldn't help but snorted.
My grandson is not that crazy, but the owner of the Taoist temple in front of me is so crazy.
Still immortal? Still living as long as heaven? Why don’t you go to heaven?
Sun Wukong thought he was bragging.
Tang Sen, who got off the carriage, happened to hear Sun Wukong say these words and immediately understood where he was going.
This is a visit to the Wuzhuang of Wanshou Mountain, the territory of Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earth immortals.
Hearing Sun Wukong's disdainful tone, he knew that the monkey's arrogance was back again, so he shook his head slightly.
"Wukong, don't be rude! This is the cave of a master." He said immediately.
He is not Sun Wukong, a monkey who knows nothing about the sky or the earth.
Do you really think that Zhen Yuanzi was afraid of Sun Wukong in the original work? It was just that Zhen Yuanzi gave face to the two Buddhist saints and the Tathagata Buddha and acted with your Westward Journey team.
Ginseng fruit is a famous spiritual fruit in the three realms. If you eat one, you will live forever and become immortal. Guess why no one dares to snatch it? Hehe, everyone knows that it is seeking death!
Sun Wukong? Just a toy! He can easily take down the world with one move.
Zhen Yuanzi was a great figure of the same generation as the Sanqing and the Two Saints of the West. It was just that he was not blessed with enough luck to become a saint. Even now, he is still a figure below the saints.
If the Tathagata Buddha and the Earth Immortal Ancestor were to fight, who would win?
Tang Sen thought with great interest.
But just think about these things. People at that level generally won't easily become enemies. Otherwise, it is likely to be a fight to the death, with both sides hurting. No one wants to see it.
"Exalted person? How tall? Is it higher than Guanyin Bodhisattva and Tathagata Buddha?" Sun Wukong's tone was still disdainful. In his heart, Tathagata Buddha who suppressed him is the most powerful person, as well as his former master Subhuti.
Then there is Guanyin Bodhisattva. As for the fourth in the world, it is naturally Sun Wukong!
The others? They are just local chickens and tile dogs. They are just bid-getters. There is also the Jade Emperor who dared not leave the Lingxiao Palace where he was beaten by me.
Hearing Sun Wukong's unconvinced retort, Tang Sen smiled and shook his head.
After all, he is just a short-sighted monkey who doesn't know what the world is like.
Summer insects cannot be said in words, and it is useless to say it. Tang Sen is too lazy to waste his words. He will understand if he has the opportunity to see it.
"You all should step aside, and I will go up and knock on the door myself."
Instructing Xiao Bai to park the car, Tang Sen saw the two apprentices arriving behind him. Tang Sen put on his brocade cassock, straightened his clothes, straightened his long robe again, looked very solemn, and said calmly to the disciples.
All the disciples were shocked. They had never seen Tang Sen so solemn before. Even if he met Guanyin Bodhisattva, he would not be as solemn as he is now.
Sun Wukong also felt a little uneasy. It seemed that he was really wrong?
He wasn't sure either.
"Dong dong dong." Tang Sen stepped forward slowly and walked up the steps. He held the robe that fell on his right hand with his left hand and knocked on the door with his right hand. He paused and knocked three times each time.
Then he put down his hands and stood quietly in front of the door waiting.
Men have to pretend! Tang Sen learned how to use it and is using it now. Isn’t it strange that there are so many people using it?
"Squeak." The door slowly opened inwards, and two little boys with buns in their hair were pushing the door with difficulty.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Tang Sen, who was formally dressed and handsome, standing at the door waiting quietly.
What a handsome and handsome monk with red lips and white teeth, graceful demeanor!
Even though Liang Daotong followed Zhen Yuanzi and was well-informed, and welcomed and sent many gods and immortals to Wuzhuang Temple, they had never seen such a person.
"Amitabha, the two benefactors and the humble monk are polite." Tang Sen was very polite and did not hesitate because they were just two boys.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, I am a poor man, but where does the master come from?" Tang Sen's voice woke up the two boys who were still intoxicated by his beauty, and they hurriedly returned the greeting.
"The poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the east, and was entrusted by the king of Tang to go to the west to worship Buddha and seek scriptures."
"Ah? You are Tang Sanzang who is going to the Western Heaven?" The two boys were surprised.
The master had just told them this morning that he had a friend who was going to pass by here in the past two days. He was going to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures. Tang Sanzang was his friend in the previous life. He told them to treat them well and not to neglect them. Unexpectedly, the master had just
Let's go, people will arrive at noon.
"Master, please come in. My master has told me not to neglect the master." Qingfeng Mingyue quickly welcomed Tang Sen into the temple.
"I wonder if your master is here?" Tang Sen asked when everyone was seated and the breeze and bright moon served them tea.
"My master was invited by Yuanshi Tianzun to go to heaven to discuss Taoism. He is not in the temple at this time." Qingfeng Mingyue looked at each other, and the slightly older Qingfeng came out and answered respectfully.
"When will your master be able to return? I have long heard that the Great Immortal Zhenyuan has profound merits and great virtues. He has been a close friend of the poor monk for a long time. It is a pity that we met him only once."
"I don't know about this, but I'm afraid I won't be able to come back for a while." Qingfeng said with a look of embarrassment on his face and hesitantly said.
"That's a poor monk," Tang Sen said disappointedly.
Hearing the disappointment in Tang Sen's tone, Qingfeng Mingyue looked at each other.
"Master, please rest for now. My master has given me instructions. You are my close friend and you should not neglect me."
"Wait a moment, I will offer you sincerely." Qingfeng said respectfully.
"Then the poor monk would rather be respectful than obey."
Tang Sen agreed, Qingfeng winked, and Mingyue took Tang Sen's master and apprentice to the backyard room to rest.
When Mingyue returned, Qingfeng asked hesitantly.
"What should I do? Shouldn't I inform the master? This person is a close friend of the master. He wants to see the master. The master has told us not to neglect him. If we miss the master's business, both of us will be punished."
Mingyue was also hesitant and tentatively spoke.
"How about we tell the master about the matter, and it is up to the master to decide whether we come back or not. In this way, it is none of our business."
"Okay, let's do it like this!" After hearing this, Qingfeng took out the transmission talisman from his arms and told him the whole story in detail.
After he finished speaking, the transmission talisman slowly emitted light, then became lighter and lighter, and finally the light became brighter, but the transmission talisman disappeared.
"Okay, let the master worry about it. Mingyue, you go get the tray, I'll go to the warehouse to get the gold hammer, and we'll go to the back garden to harvest fruit." Qingfeng clapped his hands easily and said happily.
Before leaving, Zhen Yuanzi asked them to hit two ginseng fruits to entertain the eminent monk, and they naturally did not dare to neglect.
The two of them came to the back garden carrying trays and gold hammers.
I saw the pavilions and terraces in the garden, green willows like smoke, green pines, exotic flowers and fairy flowers blooming everywhere, fairies and rare animals can be seen everywhere, colorful butterflies are flying on the stamens, deer are feeding on the grass, and there is a spiritual path in the garden.
The spring passes through, nourishing everything in the garden. There are auspicious clouds curling up and fairy mist hazy. There is a towering tree in the middle, with branches as thick as horned dragons, and the trunk stands like a pillar of heaven on the earth, towering into the clouds, and the emerald green canopy is like
Each leaf of the umbrella that covers the sky is as big as a cattail leaf. Among the dense branches and leaves, there are thirty fist-sized doll-shaped fruits sparsely distributed. Their expressions are lifelike and as flawless as perfect white jade.
Transparent and full of spiritual energy, the breeze blows, these "dolls" sway among the branches and leaves, and there seems to be the laughter of children playing in the air.
"Junior brother, you hold the plate, and I'll knock down the fruit." The breeze warned, and an auspicious cloud appeared under their feet and flew to a thousand meters in the sky. This was exactly where the crown of the ginseng fruit tree was.
"Junior brother, you have picked it up, be sure not to drop it on the ground." Qingfeng warned again worriedly.
It’s really not surprising that he was so cautious. This ginseng fruit is very valuable. It blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, and takes another three thousand years to mature. It takes about ten thousand years to bear these thirty fruits. Moreover, it is afraid of the five elements and falls when it encounters gold.
It withers when it encounters wood, becomes scorched when it encounters fire, melts when it encounters water, and enters when it encounters soil.
The plates containing the fruits were all covered with silk handkerchiefs. If someone accidentally dropped the fruit on the ground and spoiled it, they would not be able to eat it and walk away.
The two carefully harvested two fruits, covered them with spiritual handkerchiefs to prevent the spiritual energy from escaping, and carried them to Tang Sen's wing.
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"Master, please use it." Qingfeng said respectfully.
Ming Yue behind him took the plate, placed it on the table, and then lifted the covering Lingpa.
"This, this..." Looking at the ginseng fruit in front of him that was filled with spiritual energy and the size of two fists, Tang Sen was speechless.
This is really like a miniature baby, and if you listen carefully you can still hear the laughter of a child.
I had only seen it in books before, but I didn’t expect that such treasures from heaven and earth are now in front of me, and I can reach them by stretching out my hand. If you smell this, you can be three hundred and sixty years old. If you eat one, you will live.