Chapter 89 Invite Baolin Temple to have a full banquet
His white clothes were fluttering, and he held a three-foot green peak in his hand. Everywhere he passed, he killed all his enemies.
How chic and handsome that is. This is what Tang Sen has been pursuing, not a bald monk.
Tang Sen looked at the bald head reflected in the seven-star sword's blade, which was like a stream of autumn water, and was extremely depressed.
Although he is handsome now, Tang Sen prefers himself when he had hair.
But now that we are still traveling to the West, it is not appropriate for a monk to have long hair. Tang Sen has no choice but to endure it for the time being. After traveling to the West, he will definitely keep his long hair!
If nothing else, just to fulfill the dream of being a swordsman.
Tang Sen thought excitedly, well, now I have more motivation to travel to the west.
But where should these treasures be placed now? In the space? Of course not!
There is no difference between not seeing this and nothing!
Tang Sen has already thought of the purpose. This banana fan can be held in the hand to fan the wind. This fan looks very good. The whole fan looks like it is carved from a whole piece of jade. The pattern on the top seems to be painted with cinnabar, and it also looks like blood jade and amber. It is exquisite and clear, and
It does not break the overall green vitality, but adds to the excitement and vitality.
Looking at the banana fan in his right hand, Tang Sen nodded with satisfaction.
In order to distinguish it from Princess Iron Fan's banana fan, Tang Sen also gave it a nice name - Poppy.
As for the purple, gold and red gourd, it was just right to hang around the waist to hold wine. Tang Sen immediately made the gourd smaller and tied it around his left waist. It was neither too big nor too small, so it was just right for him.
As for the seven-star sword, Tang Sen was in trouble. It was not good for a monk to carry a sword on his back, nor was it appropriate to tie it around his waist.
After thinking for a while, I found a good method, tattoo.
I also have the Dao pattern of the mighty Tianlong tattooed on my back, so having multiple swords is not a big deal now.
Immediately, Tang Sen placed the seven-star sword on the back of his right hand, turning it into a faint sword pattern that could not be seen without looking carefully.
Seeing that several treasures were arranged properly, Tang Sen was quite satisfied. This sword could also be used as a hidden weapon. Although he did not understand swordsmanship, he unexpectedly used the sword with his right hand. With the sharpness of this innate spiritual treasure, not many people could block it.
Of course, the premise is that you have to be close to others without any precautions.
But it doesn't matter, if Tang Sen really wants to fight, he won't rely on this sword, he is just so handsome!
Well, wine and sword follow the horse, wandering in the rivers and lakes.
Where is my horse?
This ratio must be finished!
When the carriage is put away, it returns to the "silver point" state. This is the good thing about this carriage. This problem was taken into consideration when it was made and it was made detachable.
Add the rear seats and it's a comfortable carriage.
Remove the seat and it becomes a one-person motorcycle.
"Apprentices, take out your motorcycles. Master will take you racing." Tang Sen said excitedly, finally getting interested, and the young man took advantage of the excitement.
The four Sun Wukongs all had their own motorcycles. When they heard this, they all took them out excitedly. The master took the lead in charging. This opportunity is rare, so use it and cherish it.
Immediately, the five masters and apprentices, each holding a motorcycle, were galloping on the westbound road. Tang Sen took the lead, followed by the four others. Looking down from the sky, five long smoke dragons stretched across the earth.
With a "swish" sound, the little demons along the way didn't react, and Tang Sen and the others left.
"Someone passed by just now?" Little Demon Armor asked in disbelief.
"Well, it seems that the leader is a monk in white, followed by a black figure, a pig with a gold chain, a strong man, and a young man in white." Xiao Yaoyi said with certainty. He has had good eyesight since he was a child.
Only then can you clearly see the figure that just passed by.
"Do you want to chase me?" the little demon armor said excitedly. They haven't eaten meat for a long time because they are too weak.
"What are you chasing? Can you catch me?" Xiao Yaoyi said contemptuously.
If they follow you, they will get nothing. What's more, they and you cannot afford to mess with such a swaggering person. Putting aside the unrealistic fantasies in your mind, Xiaoyao Yi is still quite calm. Among the two, he has always been the wise man.
existence.
"Oh, let's go find some wild fruits and mushrooms to eat." The two demons laughed bitterly and plunged into the forest.
Tang Sen was completely unaware of what happened next. Now he was immersed in the thrill of racing. Such speed and passion were more in line with his current mood. Tang Sen was so happy that he forgot about everything and flew all the way. The disciples behind him followed closely.
The rumbling sound was like thunder exploding on the earth, and the little demons along the way were trembling. They thought that the God of Thunder was purging evil spirits, so they all huddled in their holes and did not dare to come forward.
After walking for a long time, Tang Sen faintly saw numerous temples and pavilions in front of him, and the outline of a towering city more than thirty miles behind.
Tang Sen knew that he had arrived in a new country.
When arriving in countries along the way, you must sign customs clearance documents. Although it is not necessary, it is also a sense of ritual. This has long been a rule.
Tang Sen made a beautiful drift, and the "silver dot" drew a beautiful arc and stopped at the door of the temple with a "stab" sound.
According to the old rules, he looked dignified. He put on his cassock first, and then took out his nine-ring tin staff. This was his official outfit. As for the banana fan and wine gourd, he put them away for the time being.
"Master, shall we rest here today?" Soon, the disciples followed, and it was Zhu Bajie who spoke. After running around for several days, everyone was a little tired, and they just happened to find a place to practice some cultivation.
Tang Sen smiled and nodded.
When I looked up, I saw the "Edict to Build Baolin Temple", the red lacquer and gold plaque, my dear, we are here.
Seeing Baolin Temple, Tang Sen immediately understood that he was in Wuji Country.
I wonder if there is a black-bone chicken brother in the country of black-bone chicken? Is the soup made from black-bone chicken in the country of black-bone chicken authentic?
Tang Sen couldn't help but start thinking wildly.
Zhu Bajie couldn't wait any longer, so he stepped forward and knocked on the temple door, then retreated behind Tang Sen.
Soon, a monk came to open the door and was a little surprised to see the people outside.
None of the five people outside the door look like good people!
Are they monks? That's right?
The young novice monk looked at the leader, Tang Sen, who was wearing cassock and holding a tin staff, and then at the people behind him, feeling a little confused for a moment.
"Amitabha, the poor monk is a monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. These are all the apprentices of the poor monk. They all have quite unique personalities. They are passing by a treasured place and want to stay overnight for convenience." Tang Sen saw it.
With doubts in his eyes, he took the initiative to introduce.
Well, this time the identity has been confirmed, and the young novice dare not neglect it.
"Master, please come in, I will inform the abbot." The young novice welcomed everyone into the temple and quickly went to inform the abbot.
Tang Sen ignored him and just took stock of his surroundings.
This place is not far from the capital and is easy to get around, so there is no shortage of supplies in the temple. There is a rockery in the temple, and the backyard is full of grass and trees. There are birds chirping on the branches from time to time, which makes this place even more quiet.
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There is an ancient well in the backyard, but it is covered by a large stone slab and looks like it has been abandoned for a long time.
Tang Sen naturally knew that there was a real king of the Black Chicken Kingdom down there, but he didn't want to care about these things yet. He smiled lightly and continued to walk in the temple to watch.
"Elder, elder, why are you here? I'll give you a good meal. Come with me quickly. The abbot wants to see you." At this time, the little novice monk who led them in came running out of breath. Without waiting for Tang Sen to speak, he pulled
Pick up his hand and walk back.
Tang Sen didn't break free. He came here just in time to pay a visit to the owner. Otherwise, wouldn't it be disrespectful to him?
A group of people came to the abbot's room, and Tang Sen told his disciples to wait outside and enter alone.
After a cup of tea, they came out. No one revealed what the two talked about inside.
Subsequently, the young novice monk received instructions from the abbot to prepare a meditation room for Master Tang Sen and his disciples.
The young novice monk did not dare to neglect, so he hurriedly got ready. The fasting meal and meditation room had to be prepared.
"Master, master, what did you say to the old monk?" Entering the room, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but asked out of curiosity.
"It's nothing. I just revealed my identity a little bit. The abbot will bow to me in the end. I can't refuse even if I want to." Tang Sen said proudly.
"What's your identity?" Zhu Bajie didn't react for a moment.
"Ben, of course he is a disciple of Buddha." Sun Wukong answered quickly.
Yes, when entering the Zen room, the abbot was still maintaining his airs, but his expression suddenly changed the moment Tang Sen revealed his identity.
Why did he believe it? Of course Tang Sen introduced him to the Jinlan Kasaya and also took a look at Ru Ali's Divine Palm. What else could he do?
But that old monk was quite funny. He even tried to snatch Jinlan's cassock, but he was slapped into a pig's head with the palm of Tathagata. He probably won't be able to see anyone for a few days.
What he said just now was given through the door, for fear that others would see his ugly behavior.
Thinking of that pig-headed look, Tang Sen couldn't help but want to laugh.
In the evening of that day, a strange scene appeared in Baolin Temple. A group of monks surrounded Tang Monk and his disciples and swallowed their saliva.
Don't get me wrong, I don't want to eat Tang Monk's meat.
It was simply that Tang Sen really didn't dare to eat these simple meals, so he brought out a full table of Manchu and Han banquets for everyone to eat. Not only did they eat, but they also brought out fine wine to drink freely.
This made the monks of Baolin Temple, who were eating in the same fasting room, unable to bear it. Looking at the vegetable porridge in their hands, it suddenly no longer smelled good.
They all watched eagerly as Master and Disciple Tang Sen ate and drank, swallowing their saliva.
"Elder, it's not okay for you to be like this. We respect you as a guest from afar, but you shouldn't be so presumptuous. This is a temple!" Someone finally couldn't help it anymore and jumped out to accuse him righteously.
"That's right." Tang Sen said thoughtfully.
Just when everyone thought he was going to admit his mistake, they didn't expect it.
"Why don't you, master, sit down and have something to eat together?" Tang Sen not only refused to change, but intensified his efforts to drag him down.
The monk didn't get angry, but was embarrassed.
"Isn't this bad?" He refused unsteadily.
That means firmly not refusing, Tang Sen understood immediately.
"Come on, come on, why are you so polite to the poor monk? The world of Buddhism is one family. Let's all sit down and have something to eat. Don't be polite. The poor monk didn't bring any gifts when he came from afar. This meal is treated as my invitation to you all!" Tang
Sen said grandly.
"Wine and meat pass through my intestines, but the Buddha remains in my heart. As long as I have Buddha in my heart, these are all trivial matters."