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Chapter 1006: Buddhas Palm Suppresses Hericium

Martial Arts: Longevity from the Deer and the Cauldron Chapter 1130 The money-grubbing old monk Qin Ran complained in his heart, this is Longma, how could he be tired? He was definitely shocked by your shamelessness.

However, he did not refute anything, because the two major disasters in Guanyin Temple were arranged by Buddhism, and even if they took a detour, they would never be able to avoid it.

In the original Journey to the West, Elder Jinchi of the Guanyin Temple was a very vain guy who liked to show off treasures, which aroused Sun Wukong's desire to win, so he wore brocade cassocks in an attempt to humiliate him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Elder Jinchi saw the cassock, he became greedy, and finally set fire to Tang Sanzang in the middle of the night, hoping to take the brocade cassock as his own.

But now, this authentic brocade cassock is in Qin Ran's hands.

The cassock in Tang Monk's bag was taken by Guanyin from the Buddhist treasury. It was much inferior to the one Qin Ran used.

Although this difficulty was caused by Sun Wukong's desire to compare, in the final analysis, it was caused by Elder Jinchi's greed.

Even if Sun Wukong doesn't show off the brocade cassock, as long as the Buddhists use some tricks to let Elder Jinchi see this treasure by chance, this problem will still happen.

Naturally, Qin Ran would not sit idly by and ignore the situation, so he had to find a way to muddy the waters.

He thought about it for a while, then he thought about it and received the cassock in Tang Sanzang's baggage into the system space. He had no causal connection with the system, and this matter was not within the law of heaven.

No matter how hard this Buddhist tries, he won't know where the cassock has gone.

The group of people came to the door of Guanyin Temple, and Tang Sanzang went up and knocked on the door.

I saw a group of monks walking out of the gate. A middle-aged monk walked in front. His clothes were very neat and tidy, with a pair of copper rings hanging from his ears. He wore a white Sujuan dress tied around his waist, and he was dressed much better than ordinary monks.

After being polite to Tang Sanzang, he invited him into the Zen courtyard. After the announcement, Elder Jinchi walked out after a while.

I saw him holding a gold-encrusted Zen staff. He was gorgeously dressed and the gems on his body were shining brightly. His face was wrinkled and his teeth were sparse. His attire looked extremely cool. Compared with him, Tang Sanzang looked like a bumpkin.

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Tang Sanzang quickly performed a Buddhist salute, "Amitabha, the poor monk Tang Sanzang pays homage to the old master of the courtyard."

Elder Jinchi looked at Tang Monk with disdain in his eyes. This Tang Sanzang was a poor man. Not only was he fat, but his clothes were in tatters. There was nothing that could catch his eyes.

The nine-ring tin staff in his hand was considered a treasure, but compared with his shining golden Zen staff, it was insignificant.

On the other hand, the young master next to him was dressed in white clothes, with a jade tree facing the wind, looking cool and unrestrained, looking like a fairy.

Therefore, he ignored Tang Seng, and with a smile on his old face, he said harmoniously to Qin Ran, "Young Master, I am so polite. I don't know where the Young Master came from."

"Your Excellency, Qin Ran, this Tripitaka Master who was personally conferred by the Emperor of Tang Dynasty. We all came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and passed by Guibao Land. It was already getting late and we wanted to come here to spend the night."

Tang Monk ate turtle in public, and couldn't help but look a little embarrassed. Unexpectedly, this old monk judged people by their appearance.

Elder Jinchi was not only very gorgeous in appearance, but also liked to show off everywhere. Now that he heard that Tang Sanzang came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and that this young master had extraordinary appearance, he was ready to move in his heart, and he had an urgent thought.

The desire to show off.

He changed his arrogant attitude and invited Tang Sanzang and Qin Ran into the main hall.

At this time, Sun Wukong had tied the horse back. Elder Jinchi glanced at him and was suddenly startled. He asked in a panic, "What is that thing holding the horse?"

"Amitabha, this is the disciple of the poor monk."

"How could the master accept such an ugly thing as his apprentice!"

"The elder is also a monk. He has practiced Buddhism for many years. How can he say bad things about others behind their backs? My disciple has great supernatural powers. I can't control him when he gets angry later."

Tang Sanzang immediately became unhappy. What a bullshit elder. First he ignored him, and now he maliciously slandered his disciple. He really had no cultivation at all.

Elder Jin Chan immediately shuddered and assumed that Sun Wukong had become a monster. He did not dare to speak anymore and led Tang Seng and Qin Ran into the temple.

But I saw four big characters written on the upper room of the main hall, "Guanyin Temple"

Tang Sanzang no longer had any respect for Guanyin. He entered the main hall and drank tea for a while.

Elder Jinchi couldn't bear it any longer, and his inner pretense was stronger than his desire. He didn't even entertain him with a meal, so he dragged Tang Sanzang and Qin Ran to appreciate his collection.

Coming to another house, Qin Ran looked carefully and saw that the hanging clothes were all brocade and embroidered with gold, which looked extremely gaudy.

But in reality it was just a pile of rubbish, and he looked down upon none of it.

Qin Ran felt a little funny in his heart. This old monk looked wrinkled and old-fashioned, but he didn't expect to be so fashionable. If he was born in the 21st century, he would definitely be at the forefront of fashion.

Elder Jinchi showed off extremely proudly, with a very unflattering expression on his face.

But it's a pity that he found the wrong person. Tang Sanzang was not a person who liked to show off, but instead praised him repeatedly, which greatly satisfied the vanity of Elder Jinchi.

But Sun Wukong next to him couldn't stand it.

"Okay, okay, old monk, please put them away. Master, take out our treasures and give this old monk a long eye."

Tang Sanzang was just polite on the outside, but he already felt that the old monk was unhappy in his heart, so he nodded in agreement.

When Elder Jinchi saw Sun Wukong's vow, he thought they really had some rare treasure, and he became curious and looked at it expectantly.

Sun Wukong took out the package and wanted to show off his cassock, but when he opened the package, he only saw a few changes of clothes from Tang Sanzang.

Where is the cassock? The cassock is missing!

Both Sun Wukong and Tang Seng were shocked. This cassock was still there a few days ago, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Master, monks don't lie. If you don't have it, you don't have it. Why lie and deceive others?"

Elder Jin Chan burst out laughing, and he was even more disdainful of Tang Sanzang in his heart. He was just a poor man, but he also wanted to show his sage in front of others like him.

This was truly a failed pretense experience, and Tang Sanzang suddenly felt a little confused on his face.

Seeing the arrogance of Elder Jinchi, Sun Wukong became even more angry. He looked at Qin Ran and said, "Master Qin, I heard from the master that you have a better cassock. Why don't you take it out and make this old bald man grow eyes!"

"Hey! What the Great Sage doesn't know is that my family has always respected Buddhism, and my ripped robe has been placed at home for a long time."

Qin Ran said helplessly, and Elder Jinchi felt even more proud when he heard this.

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