Putting away the golden clouds, Daoxin and his two disciples landed on a pavilion.

Wang Sheng still looked around with shock. This was the first time he had truly experienced the wonder of the world of Journey to the West. Taoists with immortal demeanor were everywhere, and fairyland that was hard to find in the world was everywhere. Every plant and tree exuded...

With a natural fragrance.

"Come back as soon as you go as a teacher. Just wait here and remember not to run around." Daoxin warned, and then golden light appeared around him again and he flew to the top of the mountain.

Seeing his master coming and going freely, Wang Sheng was very envious of such flying skills. Unfortunately, his cloud-climbing skills are now difficult to use.

Hong Ren smiled at him and said: "Master may have gone to discuss Master Xuanzang's affairs. He won't be back for a while. I have to finish my homework for today. If I'm bored, I can go around for a while. But

Remember not to run too far."

Upon hearing the word Xuanzang, Wang Sheng's eyes lit up. This was the main purpose of his coming here.

He looked towards the top of the mountain, but could not see any trace, and the master's golden light also disappeared.

"The power of the Buddhist Bodhisattva must be up there." Wang Sheng was a little hopeful.

He is not ashamed at all that he relies on Buddhism to complete his mission. The most important thing is that he can successfully rescue Tang Monk. If he fails, he will be miserable and stay in the world of Journey to the West to be his monk.

This is not what he wants.

As time passed, more and more monks arrived, and the surrounding pavilions were already occupied. Wang Sheng also became a little bored with the surrounding environment.

At this moment, a bell rang on the top of the mountain that shook the whole world, and everyone looked towards the top of the mountain.

A Taoist temple covering an area of ​​about an square meter with a simple style was slowly emerging. At the door of the Taoist temple stood two little Taoist boys. They were very cute with pink and jade carvings. They were ringing a big bell vigorously and said at the same time: "Master, please invite all the unrelated people.

Stay away. If you don’t have an invitation, please don’t get close to Wuzhuang Temple, especially Buddhists. It’s best not to get close to Wanshou Mountain if you have nothing to do. You are not welcome in Wanshou Mountain.”

The sound was clear and sweet, spreading throughout the mountain.

The little girl among them seemed very shy and timidly added: "We didn't say this, it was Master. You can't blame us."

Wang Sheng was dumbfounded, these must be Qingfeng Mingyue and the two of them, but what does Zhen Yuanzi mean? People from the Buddhist sect can't even enter?

In the original work, isn't Zhen Yuanzi very friendly to Buddhism?

After Qingfeng Mingyue finished speaking, she returned to the Taoist temple. At the same time, dozens of escaping lights flew up from the pavilion at the foot of the mountain and disappeared directly into the Wuzhuang Temple.

At this time, his senior brother Hongren stood up and said to him: "Junior brother, let's enter the temple too."

"Can we go in too?" Wang Sheng wondered.

Hongren shook his head and took out something from his pocket. Wang Sheng saw that it was an invitation.

He was very surprised, "Brother, where did this invitation come from? Doesn't Immortal Zhenyuan not welcome Buddhism?"

Hong Ren smiled slightly and said, "That being said, my Buddhist sect and Wuzhuang Temple live in the same place in Hezhou, Xiniu after all, so I still have some thin noodles."

The words were plain, but Wang Sheng could hear pride and pride in them.

Indeed, with so many great powers in Buddhism, how could they not enter the gate of Wuzhuang Temple? Wang Sheng felt happy. From this point of view, his mission was still promising.

Enjoying the envious looks of many people on the mountainside who were not qualified to enter, Hongren took Wang Sheng to the top of the mountain and landed in front of the temple.

"Buddhist Zen Zhengjue Temple came to attend the meeting."

"Is there an invitation?" The little girl's timid voice came from the door.

Hong Ren raised the invitation and stamped it on the door. The door opened with a roar, and behind the door was the little girl he had seen before.

"Two masters, please come in." The little girl said a little shyly.

Wang Sheng guessed that she should be Mingyue.

She had two little braids tied up and her little face was very cute. She looked like a decent little lolita. But Wang Sheng knew that Qingfeng Mingyue, no matter who she was, was at least a thousand years old, and she was even more young than Tianshan Tonglao.

Grandma’s old monster.

Stepping into Wuzhuang Temple is like changing the world. The world suddenly becomes quiet and the vitality in the air is obviously rich.

Directly in front is a magnificent main hall. At this time, there are dozens and hundreds of Taoist monks chatting with each other, obviously they have received invitations.

Wang Sheng's sharp eyes also spotted Ling Xuzi, whom he had seen before. He and a group of old Taoist priests were gathered there, seemingly playing chess.

"Buddhist master, please come here." Mingyue said timidly again, and then walked to a path next to the main hall.

Wang Sheng and his senior brother hurriedly followed and walked through the path for a full moment before reaching the end, where a courtyard appeared in front of them.

As soon as she arrived near the courtyard, Mingyue stopped and whispered: "Mingyue takes leave, two masters, please help yourself."

Watching Taoist Mingyue leave, Wang Sheng and his senior brother opened the courtyard door and walked into the courtyard. As soon as they stepped in, a familiar voice floated over from the courtyard.

"The friendship between all the mages is clear to me, but this matter is the fault of my master and disciple. I cannot blame the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi, and a master will come to rescue the poor monk soon. Masters, you should not worry too much."

How could this voice sound like Tang Monk’s? Wang Sheng was shocked.

When he looked into the courtyard, he was pleasantly surprised.

What came into view was a towering tree leaning on the ground, almost dead, and there were several tree stumps standing in front of the big tree. Tang Seng and his disciples were tied to the tree stumps, and there was a big oil pan in front of them.

, the flame under the oil pan ignited spontaneously without firewood, making it sizzling hot.

He actually met Tang Seng and his apprentice again. For the first time, Wang Sheng felt that the mission was so close to him.

There were many monks standing in front of the oil pot, most of whom Wang Sheng had seen in the Main Hall a few days ago, and his master Daoxin was also there.

At this time, his master just said, "Although I don't know who Master Xuanzang is waiting for, this matter is also my Buddhist affair, and we will never stand idly by."

"Amitabha, Masters, the poor monk knows your good intentions, but the master will definitely come within a month, and the poor monk, master and disciple will be fine." Tang Monk said with a confident face.

Zhu Bajie on the side also said carelessly, "Yes, you don't know that the master is quite mysterious and will definitely come to save us."

Wang Sheng was very surprised when he heard this. Does Tang Monk have any backers?

Before the abbots could reply, they heard a voice coming from above.

"Oh? I am curious about which master will come to rescue these little thieves. I really can't wait to see it."

Indeed, an old man in Taoist attire suddenly appeared a hundred meters above the heads of Tang Monk and his disciples. He had three beautiful beards and looked like a child. He wore a purple gold crown on his head and held a snow-white floating dust in his hand. He slowly landed in front of the oil pan.

Facing all the eminent Buddhist monks, he said calmly: "You don't need to continue to plead for his master and disciples. The poor Taoist doesn't want their lives. After all, the old days are the same. I only ask them to stay in my Wuzhuang Temple for ten years. These ten years

The poor Taoist man will have good food and drink, but as for the journey to the west, let Tathagata go to someone else."

This man was none other than Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal. After saying this, he shook off the dust and planned to leave.

At this time, Daoxin stepped forward and said: "The great immortal stayed behind. Lao Na and others also knew that this was my fault as a Buddhist. They never dared to ask the great immortal for forgiveness. It was just that Master Xuanzang's interference in traveling to the west to obtain Buddhist scriptures was a major one, and it actually benefited the people of Li.

I beg the Immortal to forgive you for such a feat, and I will give you a verbal edict and I, the Buddhist sect, will do our best to calm the Immortal’s anger.”

Zhen Yuanzi sneered, "Try your best? Can you, the juniors, represent Buddhism? Why don't those Bodhisattvas from the West come in person?" He glanced sideways at Daoxin: "I remember you, I am not the little monk who was next to Bodhidharma back then.

Well, I haven’t seen you for so many years and you actually achieved a golden body.”

Dao Xin proclaimed the name of Buddha, "I didn't expect that the great immortal would still remember the young monk. The young monk did travel with the master for a period of time. His achievements today are also accidental."

Zhen Yuanzi waved his sleeves and said very impatiently: "I am not here to listen to your nonsense. Your master does have some affection for me, but you are far from qualified. If you want to get involved in Buddhism, you can do it."

Go ahead, if you want to save the golden cicada, you Buddhists should find a way to save the poor ginseng fruit tree."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Wang Sheng looked worried, and he turned to look at Hong Ren, "Brother, where are the Bodhisattvas from my Buddhist sect?"

Hongren shook his head with a bitter look on his face, "Originally, we invited several Bodhisattvas, but the Bodhisattvas said they could not take action because of the decree of Buddha Tathagata, and the most important Master Guanyin has not been found yet."

Wang Sheng was dumbfounded, no great power from Buddhism has come!?

So what kind of fuss is going on in front of you? Do you really want to move Zhen Yuanzi with your true feelings? There is not even anyone with whom you can talk to him on an equal footing.

The Buddhist power he imagined was not the lineup in front of him.

At this time, Daoxin and many Buddhist monks frowned. They did not expect that Zhen Yuanzi would not give him any face.

Daoxin shook his head, "The only way is to find a way to save the ginseng fruit tree."

The head of the Tiantai Sect sighed in a low voice, "But the only person in our Buddhist sect who can save the ginseng fruit tree should be Master Guanyin, but the Bodhisattva has not been in the Western Heaven these days, wandering around somewhere."

At this time Tang Seng interrupted again.

"Masters, don't be embarrassed. What the poor monk said is true. There will really be an expert coming to rescue the poor monk and his disciples. I think if the expert hadn't suddenly disappeared at that time, we might still have taken refuge with the expert."

Zhu Bajie also joined in, "Yes, but speaking of it, although the master's cave is small, the food in it is really delicious, especially the spicy food, which is very good, Junior Brother Sha, don't you think so." He

A look of aftertaste.

The monk on the side touched his head and smiled honestly.

All the eminent monks were confused when they heard this, but Wang Sheng's heart skipped a beat.
Chapter completed!