Looking south to Buzhou, within the territory of the Tang Dynasty.
Outside Chang'an City, there is a certain green mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, next to a clear stream, a young man wearing a white monk's robe was standing there, carefully looking at the people in the water.
"Regardless of my identity, my appearance is unparalleled in the world. Fairies shed tears when they see it, and goblins can't walk after seeing it."
The young man's name is Xuanzang, and he has a registered residence in the Tang Dynasty. Of course, he is not a simple registered residence in the Tang Dynasty, but an extraterrestrial visitor from another world.
The planet Earth where Xuanzang's consciousness lasted suddenly exploded without any warning, and no body was left.
When I woke up again, I was already in this world, and eighteen years passed in the blink of an eye.
Time travel? Actually, it’s nothing!
Only in hindsight, Xuanzang suddenly discovered that the Tang Dynasty was not simple and did not seem to be a historical time and space in the conventional sense.
There are myths and demons in it.
For example, some time ago there were some rumors in Chang'an City, that the remonstrating minister Wei Zheng killed a dragon in his dream.
If Xuanzang's memory is correct, this seems to be a scene from Journey to the West.
If it is really Journey to the West, then the difficulty of this copy suddenly becomes hellish, and coupled with my identity as Xuanzang...
"Fortunately, I am a child of luck. According to the plot, at worst I can become a meritorious Buddha and live forever. It's just that I have traveled through time. If I don't get the top leader in Buddhism, will I be sorry for my status as a time traveler?"
Xuanzang murmured, then left the creek and walked towards the mountain.
Although the mountain road was rugged, Xuanzang felt as if he was walking on flat ground, as if he was as light as a swallow, without any obstruction.
There is a temple on the mountain. This temple looks simple. It has not been renovated for many years. The outer wall is full of holes and can't bear to look directly at it.
Such temples are still extremely rare in today's prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Xuanzang looked at the ruined temple and showed doubts for a while.
If I am really the future pilgrim, according to the description in Journey to the West, how come I can't stay in this ruined temple?
There are not even any believers in this temple, only one old monk, which is completely inconsistent with his status as a virtuous and eminent monk.
I strolled in, walked through the courtyard, and entered the main hall directly.
Not to mention the main hall, there are no gold-patterned pillars or dragon-patterned pillars, only a few wooden piles supporting the beams.
It is worth mentioning that although this temple is in ruins, the golden body of Tathagata enshrined inside is made of pure gold, with a fat head, big ears, and kind eyebrows and kind eyes!
Xuanzang once suspected that the reason why the temple was so dilapidated was because the budget was spent on gold.
A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as his own doghouse. Although the temple is in ruins, Xuanzang could not despise the place where he was born and raised.
Under the golden Buddha Tathagata, an old monk sat on a futon underneath.
The old monk's cassock was all patched, and he looked extremely old, and his face was as wrinkled as a century-old pine tree.
Cigarettes and birds surrounded the old monk, making him look somewhat like an eminent monk.
"master."
Xuanzang walked over and sat down, face to face with the old monk.
Hearing this, the old monk opened his eyes. His eyes were a little wise and he said:
"Xuan Zang, you are here."
"Yeah." Xuanzang nodded.
"Have you finished your homework?" the old monk asked.
"I didn't do it." Xuanzang said.
"..." Old monk.
"I want to go down the mountain!" Xuanzang continued.
"What are you going to do down the mountain?" asked the old monk.
"Return to the secular world, join the world, find a girl, and talk about life!" Xuanzang said bluntly.
"... Disciple, your six roots are not purified. What kind of girl do you want as a monk?" the old monk said.
Xuanzang's expression did not change and he said:
"Lu Xun, the old man, said that there are three types of unfilial piety, and the worst is to have no heirs! A disciple can't be a bachelor monk all his life? You are looking at a disciple who has the best appearance in the Tang Dynasty. This is God's gift of food. If he returns to secular life, he can do the worst.
A prince-in-law~"
The old monk looked at Xuanzang's handsome face with a thoughtful look on his face, and after a while he said:
"Disciple, you cannot become a Buddha if you have a wife."
"Master, this makes it sound like you can become a Buddha without marrying a wife. Haven't you been practicing for most of your life, haven't you..."
Xuanzang just looked at him and did not continue speaking, for fear of hurting the old monk's self-esteem.
"Xuan Zang, the earthly world is fleeting and fleeting. Beautiful women are nothing more than pink skulls," the old monk advised.
"Lu Xun once said, follow your own path and let others tell you." Xuanzang replied.
The old monk's face finally darkened, as if he couldn't hold himself any longer, and he said in a low voice:
"Rebel, if you want to go down the mountain, there is no way."
"..."Xuan Zang.
Xuanzang did not want to continue this question, but looked at the golden body of Tathagata and asked:
"Master, our temple is so shabby, why is this golden body so proud? Since there is such a bright golden body, why doesn't anyone come to pay homage?"
When the old monk heard this, he said calmly:
"My Buddha can only save Yuan people!"
"My Buddha will not help the poor!"
"My Buddha is compassionate, Amitabha!"
"Master, are you really okay with saying that?" Xuanzang did not expect the old monk to be so straightforward.
The old monk glanced at Xuanzang and said:
"do not mind the details."
"Okay, master, you can continue to study Buddhism." Xuanzang stood up, left the futon, and left straight away.
When he reached the door, the old monk suddenly remembered something and said:
"Xuan Zang, you always talk about Lu Xun, who is he?"
"Ask your Buddha." Xuanzang didn't even look back.
"Rebel." The old monk muttered.
…
Returning to the Zen room, Xuanzang took out a roasted chicken from his arms and ate it.
I couldn't go down the mountain to Chang'an, so I had to hunt game by myself to supplement my nutrition.
"I don't know when the old monk will let me go." Xuanzang sighed.
He thought silently in his mind: "System, open the personal properties panel."
The next second, a screen of light appeared in front of Xuanzang's eyes.
[Name: Xuanzang]
[Age: eighteen]
[Realm: Refining God, Reversing the Void and Perfecting.]
[Exercise: None.]
[Skill: Flat A!]
"We're just a little short of breaking through the refining of gods and anti-empty powers. Then we'll fight the old monk again."
Xuanzang thought to himself that if he could go down the mountain, he would have done so long ago.
It's a pity that the old monk only looks old, but his strength is extremely abnormal.
No matter how much Xuanzang's strength improved, the old monk's strength would always be a little more than his.
Just like the old monster in the game, he can't be killed no matter how hard he fights...
As for Xuanzang himself, he was naturally not the weakling Tang Sanzang who fought against the five scum in Journey to the West.
When I was six years old, I was bound to a plug-in called the "Tiandao Rewarding System".
This plug-in function is very simple. You can increase your strength by issuing some simple work-related tasks.
For example, twenty push-ups per minute, one hundred breaths per minute, running around the temple twice, hitting the ground...
In almost twelve years, Xuanzang went from a mortal to an immortal cultivator who refined gods and counteracted the void. Of course, this was only limited to the realm of the human race.
In addition to improving strength, this system currently has not demonstrated other capabilities.
For example, draw a prize, sell a skin, etc...
"Ignore the old monk, you can't go down the mountain and continue to grow up." Xuanzang said to himself.
At this moment, there was a "dingdong sound" in my mind!
"Dingdong, the Zhutian chat group invites you to join. Do you want to join?"