"A poor monk with no power to tie a chicken needs the protection of someone with supernatural powers like you." Fahai held down the monkey's hand and did not give him a chance to continue speaking: "You have such a kind heart, but you are also blinded.
The Bodhisattva teaches that if you wish to enter a Samana, a poor monk will help you out of trouble, but the poor monk has no axe, how can he save you?"
The monkey only felt his arms sinking. This is called having no strength to bind the chicken. He looked at Yang Erlang's expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and thought to himself: Master's hand is very strong. Although I, the old grandson, was pressed down the mountain, I was also momentarily trapped by him.
suppress...
Since he said this, is there any other reason behind it?
Regardless of many things, the most important thing is for me to get out of trouble.
Besides, Master is a capable person, so the journey to the West will be much easier.
Wukong followed the elder's words and said: "No need to chisel, no need to chisel...Master, go to the top of the mountain and remove the golden sticker of Tathagata posted on the top of the mountain. Then I, the old grandson, can come out."
Fahai looked up and saw that the mountain was extremely high and steep, making it difficult for ordinary people to climb up easily.
After careful sensing, he could also notice that there seemed to be prying eyes around him, and he was full of the aura of Lingshan. He thought to himself: If he can be released by uncovering the post on the top of the mountain, it would be reasonable for the Buddha to have someone guard him here.
"The poor monk will come as soon as he leaves. Please wait here."
Watching Fa Hai walking up the mountain, Wukong waved to Yang Erlang and said: "Erlang of the Yang family..."
Yang Jian glanced at him sideways.
"True Lord... Erlang True Lord!" Sun Wukong immediately changed his words and said with a smile: "True Lord, can you bring wine and meat with you?"
"What do you want to do? Who would carry these things with them?"
Wukong laughed and said: "My old grandson has been trapped under this mountain for five or six hundred years. He has been drinking iron balls and copper water all day long. Although he has escaped from the trap now, he will soon become a monk and become a monk. I may not be able to eat anything in the future.
Meaty..."
"You, the Great Sage, are so powerful. If you want to drink wine and eat meat, who can stop you?" He said this, but Yang Jian's heart tightened for some reason. A man as unruly as the Great Sage Qitian would be killed now.
Tamed.
It was unavoidable to recall the scene when I was in trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and I suddenly felt a bit like I was a person who had fallen into the world.
"Why do you have to make fun of me, true king?" Wukong turned to look at Master Tripitaka who was climbing the mountain, and said in a low voice: "This elder has profound Buddhist teachings, and I, my grandson, have accepted his help, so I must respect him a little more. I, my grandson, have many Buddhist precepts.
I’ve heard that I can’t offend you in the future... Hehe, if there is a true king, I will let me have a good drink first; if there is no true king, it is destined to be like this."
"Sun Dasheng, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, actually believes in destiny?" Yang Erlang shook his robe and said: "You are a funny monkey. You can't offend me in the future, but you can offend me now? Just wait a moment,
Wait for someone to come get some drinks."
As soon as the voice fell, it transformed into a silver light rising straight into the sky.
Although the monkey has a bad mouth, he is a good opponent after all. How powerful was Xiaoyao Three Realms back then?
Now let's get a jug of wine to see him off.
How many people in the Three Realms can be tied with Yang Erlang?
Who would have imagined that one person became a Buddhist scholar and the other became a disciple of the Buddhist scholar? It is really sad and lamentable.
Yang Jian originally wanted to go to the Moon Palace to ask for a pot of Guanghan Immortal Brew, but he was afraid that one day in the sky and one year in the underground, the time was wrong, so he went to the Three Holy Mothers of Huashan Mountain and bought a bottle of Monkey's Brew, thinking that it would suit Sun Wukong's wishes.
Here, Fahai has already climbed halfway up the mountain. Although the mountain is steep, the elder's legs and feet are really nimble. The Great Sage's heart is itching, but he is actually greedy. Seeing that Yang Erlang will not come for a long time, he deliberately delays for a while and raises his head.
He shouted loudly: "Master, can you see where my son is?"
Fahai responded: "Not yet, poor monk, hurry up and help you get out of trouble as soon as possible."
He walked quickly and even used some light-body techniques. The seemingly steep mountain wall suddenly felt like walking on flat ground.
Sun Dasheng: This elder is actually an honest man...that's all.
In fact, the words of the Great Sage and Yang Erlang were not deliberately concealed. Fa Hai was not a real ordinary monk, so he listened to them all. I just felt that the Great Sage Qitian was also a wonderful person in the future fight against the Buddha.
...Wonderful Monkey.
As for wanting to eat and drink some meat and wine to satisfy his cravings before joining Samana, Fahai was determined to help him, but he couldn't make it too easy for him.
Thinking of this, Fa Hai suddenly had a clear understanding in his heart. Could it be that Master Tripitaka also went to the West to obtain scriptures like this?
The true scriptures and Dharma scrolls are in the West. If Buddhism wants to spread the Dharma, it can just send its disciples to teach the scriptures. Why does it need to let Master Tripitaka retrieve the scriptures from the West?
Perhaps they are also afraid that they will not cherish the scriptures that are easily obtained. If Master Tripitaka traveled thousands of miles, traveled across mountains and rivers, and went through untold hardships to obtain the true scriptures, he should treat them as treasures.
Between this coming and going, there is still a transition between master and slave, which is very learned.
"If that's the case, it's hard to say whether Sanzang is in a hurry to get the scriptures, or whether Lingshan is following someone... What's more, this scripture seeker is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, and Jin Chanzi is where the Buddha sat.
Second Disciple...Amitabha."
Buddha?
Is this the Buddha?
When he crushed the relics and cut off his path to becoming a Buddha, Fahai seemed to have jumped out of his long-cherished wish to become a Buddha... At this moment, he even had a doubt in his heart, what is a Buddha? And why should he become a Buddha?
Does it take a Buddha to save all sentient beings?
Maybe you can gain some insights from this journey to the west, or you can ask Buddha for advice in person when you reach Lingshan Mountain.
It was only a rebellious Buddhist like Fahai who could let a female goblin help him practice concentration, that he could have such an idea. Any other monk would have thought about it in front of the wall.
The monkey's golden eyes had already seen Yang Jian's figure, and the elder also stepped forward from the top of the mountain, and shouted from the bottom of the mountain: "Master, the mountain road is steep and rugged, please be careful and go slowly. The disciple has been pressed for five hundred years, and it's not bad.
A moment and a half."
When Fa Hai heard this, he slowed down a little and looked down, and saw that Yang Jian had already left and returned. He thought that he had magical powers and was worthy of being the God of War in the Three Realms, and his reputation was well-deserved.
When the monkey saw the elder stopped, he immediately laughed and said: "Master, look up and see the cover on the rock. It also says 'I coaxed you'..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yang Erlang tried not to laugh. He didn't have much dealings with monkeys before, but he didn't expect that he had many evil intentions.
Fahai knew that the Great Sage was stalling for time, but he did not expose him. Instead, he followed his words and said, "I'm a poor monk, let's go and have a look."
While Fa Hai turned around to look for the Dharma post, the Great Sage waved to Yang Erlang: "Hurry, hurry, hurry - I can smell the aroma of wine, thank you, thank you!"
Tun tun tun tun, ha—!
I also got a thrill.
"You've ruined all the good wine." Yang Erlang took out a plate of peanuts and placed it in front of the Great Sage. The Great Sage was overjoyed, put down the wine gourd, grabbed a handful and put it into his mouth.
Fahai could not help but raise the corners of his mouth when he heard the noise below. Seeing that he had almost eaten and drank, he stepped out to the top of the mountain. He saw thousands of golden lights and thousands of auspicious auras. There was a large square stone with a stone attached to it.
On the cover, there are six golden characters: "OM, MA, NE, BA, MI, HUNG".
"This doesn't mean 'I coaxed you', it clearly says 'you coaxed me'."
Fahai's voice came down from the top of the mountain, and the Great Sage happened to finish a pot of wine. At this moment, he didn't know that it was Master's intention to fulfill his wish. Suddenly, he felt warm in his heart, but he couldn't say anything anymore. He just laughed and giggled, "
Master, don’t worry about who coaxed whom, just uncover the post and I, Sun, will be able to come out.”
Fahai turned around again, clasped his hands together, and said, "Amitabha."
Just when he was about to step forward to open the seal, he saw that the post fell from the rocks on its own without any wind, and was suspended in mid-air.
"I am here to imprison the Arhat. Now is the day when Sun Wukong is in trouble. I specially pay this seal and see the Tathagata later."
This Arhat did not show his body, and carried the seal with him to Lingshan Mountain.
"Master, come down quickly, the disciple is coming out!"
