SFS Page 227
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"By the way, this thing can also increase lifespan, but based on your Xuanxian realm, it doesn't need to increase too much."
"It's a matter here, so I will go back to get the scriptures first. One-third of the journey to get the scriptures has passed, and there is still more than half, but in the past 10 years, I try to be as fast as possible."
Afterwards, Lin Yun returned to the scripture learning team.
It is said that after Tang Sanzang and his party surrendered the little dragon, the god of the Heishui River led the way. The master and apprentice crossed the Heishui River and went west along the main road.
It is winter, and the road is also facing the wind and snow, wearing the moon and the stars.
The next few months were uneventful, nothing happened, and it was early spring again here.
But seeing the transfer of three suns, all things are radiant, the willows beside the road are green, and the rain of ointment breeds Vientiane spring.
Such a beautiful scenery, the master and the disciples were also enjoying the scenery on the road, walking slowly, and suddenly heard a cry, like the sound of thousands of people shouting.
According to the previous plot, Tang Sanzang was frightened again, he stopped the horse and stopped moving forward, and hurriedly turned his head and said, "Wukong, what kind of noise is this?"
Bajie wanted to express himself well, so he rushed to say, "It seems like the earth is splitting and the landslide is falling."
Drifting also said: "It's like thunder and thunder, is there a thunderstorm in front, and it's thundering."
"It's not clear what you two said. What are you two talking about?"
"You can't guess, so you don't have to guess anymore. Wait for the old grandson to go to heaven to see what's going on."
So Wukong jumped up, stepped on the cloud and flew in the air, opened his eyes to watch, and saw a city in the distance with his golden eyes, but when he looked closer, there was a faint auspicious light, and there was no fierce or evil spirit.
Lin Yun also flew up at this time, although he didn't have Wukong's piercing eyes, but with the blessing of mana, he could see clearly from a distance.
Wukong pondered and said: "There is nothing wrong with this city! It's just that there are noises?... There are no banners flashing in the city, and the halberds are bright, and it doesn't sound like artillery. Why is this?"
"Don't worry, great sage, just look at the gate of the city."
It turned out that outside the city gate, there was an open space on the beach, where many monks gathered and pulled carts.
He and Wukong flew closer to the city.
It turned out that this group of monks was making a concerted effort to call out the slogans, shouting "Strength King Bodhisattva", which is simply a slogan.
But the slogan of the Great King Bodhisattva is not just for the purpose of exerting strength together, but also has some effects, similar to obtaining some blessings after offering faith, so the voice is a bit loud to Tang Seng.
The two gradually pressed the head of the cloud to look at it.
The car was loaded with bricks, tiles, wood, planting adobe and the like. The uphill slope of the beach is the highest, and there is a path with a ridge and two gates.
The road to Guanxia is full of upright and steep cliffs, and it is really troublesome to pull up from here.
Although it was winter and spring, the weather was warm, but those people were also dressed in blue, looking very distressed.
Of course, in fact, it is indeed the kind of poverty that cannot be uncovered.
Wukong guessed: "It must be the construction of the temple, and the weather here is good and the grain is plentiful, and there are no poor people who are willing to come out to do this coolie. There are no handymen, so this monk went to the field in person."
Wukong put forward this conjecture mainly because the status of monks is actually quite high along the way, after all, it is close to Daleiyin Temple in the western Lingshan Mountain.
"Haha, Great Sage, your guess is wrong."
I saw two young Taoist priests swaying out of the gate of the city.
These two people wear star crowns on their heads and brocade embroidery on their heads.
Looking at the feet again, they are stepping on cloud-toed shoes, and their waists are tied with cooked silk sash.
Not to mention other things, she looks really good-looking, her face is as bright and handsome as a full moon, and she looks like a celestial being in Yaotian.
"Lin Yun, take a look, do those two little Taoist priests look like you?"
"Haha, Dasheng, don't make fun of me anymore, I'm not as good-looking as those two."
Well, Lin Yun is more heroic.
If you're telling the truth, you'll be better than them in terms of appearance, and your temperament will be instant kill.
When the monks saw the Taoist priest coming, they were terrified, put in extra effort, and listened to their orders to pull the cart.
At this moment, Wukong also knew what was going on.
"Eh! The monks must be afraid of the Taoist priest; otherwise, why are you pulling so hard? I have heard people say that on the West Road, there is a place where Taoism is respected and monks are exterminated. It seems that this is it."
Goku said in surprise.
"It's extremely strange that this kind of thing happens the closer to the west. How is the Great Sage going to deal with it?"
"If according to my personality, one more thing is worse than one less thing, it's fine if we pass the city here, but the master is not good at asking questions, so let's go forward and ask the situation before making a decision."
"Alright."
So the two pressed down their heads and went to the foot of the county.
In a sudden transformation, Wukong turned into a wandering Yunshui Quanzhen, with a water and fire basket hanging on his left arm, beating the fishing drum with his hand, and singing love words in his mouth.
As for Lin Yun's appearance as a Taoist priest, he didn't make any major changes, but only slightly covered up the extraordinary temperament on his body.
Approaching the gate of the city, the two faced two Taoist priests, and Wukong bowed in front of them and said, "Master Taoist, the poor Taoist will start."
The Taoist returned the salute, "Where did you come from, sir?"
This little question is naturally troublesome for Wu Kong: "Disciple, I used to roam around the world, wandering in the world. I came here today to recruit good people. Dare I ask the two priests, which street in this city is good? Which one?" Good virtuous people in the alley? I’m poor so I can get some vegetarian food.”
One of the Taoist priests said with a smile: "You sir, how do you say such disappointing words?"
"Oh? Why are you disappointed?" Lin Yun asked.
"You want to eat some fast, but you are not disappointed?" Another young and beautiful Taoist priest said.
Apparently Wukong still has feelings and experience in begging: "The monks use begging as an excuse, but they don't eat fast, so where can they get the money to buy?"
The young Taoist smiled again and said, "You are from afar, so you don't know anything about my city. In my city, let's not say that the civil and military officials are good, the rich and the elders love the virtuous, and all men and women will pay homage to me when they see me." Zhai, there is no need to worry about this, the first class is the long live king who is good at Taoism and loves virtuous people."
"Poverty Dao, I am young on the one hand, and on the other hand, I am a newcomer from afar, so I really don't know. The two Taoist priests will explain the place names here, the king's love of Taoism, and his love for sages. It is a testament to the fellowship."
Wukong's polite corporal and rainbow fart in disguise, the two young Taoist priests who were photographed will tell them all what worries they have.
"The name of this city is Chechi Kingdom. The king in the palace is related to us.
Wukong saw that these two people were a little cute, so he laughed and said: "I think the Taoist priest became the emperor?"
"No. It's just because 20 years ago, there was a severe drought, and there was no rain at all. The land was full of seedlings. Regardless of whether the monarch, minister, or family, big or small, every family bathed and burned incense, and every household prayed to the sky for rain. They were all hanging upside down. Suddenly, three fairy elders descended from the sky, and they came here to save the souls."