Xuanzang and the old monk were confronting each other. Their eyes met. At this moment, silence was louder than sound.
As Xuanzang grew older, his desire to go down the mountain naturally became more and more important.
The old monk knew that he could not keep Xuanzang from coming down the mountain for the rest of his life. This was unrealistic.
Now, in order to "do one good deed every day", Xuanzang had to find a reason to go down the mountain, even if there was a high chance that he would be saved by the old monk physically.
But it was obvious that the old monk had no plans to take action this time, and he was still relatively civilized.
The old monk said in a helpless tone: "Disciple, what good is there at the bottom of the mountain? Do you have to go down the mountain?"
"Yanxia has no choice... Ahem, master, you have been working behind closed doors in the temple, which is like drawing the earth as a prison. You cannot become a Buddha. And Confucius said that reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles. Renouncing the world is the real practice." Xuanzang
Explained seriously.
"Haha." The old monk smiled noncommittally, his attitude a little unpredictable.
Xuanzang directly showed his cards and asked: "Master, tell me why you haven't let me come down the mountain? Other temples hold sea and land Dharma meetings everywhere, and they go everywhere to make money, and they don't stay in one place all the time."
The old monk glanced at it, touched his shaved head and said: "Old monk has no control over other temples, but my master's territory is my master's decision. As for why you can't go down the mountain, my disciple, naturally the secret must not be revealed. The time has come.
You know how hard it is to be a teacher."
"This is the same rhetoric again. It's been eighteen years. Master, can you change it to something new?" Xuanzang said.
Hearing this, the old monk's face suddenly became serious, very formal, and said:
"Xuan Zang, have you noticed that you are different? In other words, you are born to become a Buddha? Why give up your great future because of your greed for the mortal world?"
"Haha." Xuanzang smiled lightly.
"There are many monsters at the foot of the mountain. Are you eaten by monsters when you go down the mountain? Who will inherit this temple that is my master's?" the old monk asked again.
"Master, let's not talk behind closed doors. Doesn't my disciple look weak? It's not my disciple's boast. I have beaten every one of these monsters thousands of miles away from Chang'an." Xuanzang said.
"..." Old monk.
It seems that what Xuanzang said is correct. With Xuanzang's current level of cultivation, he is invincible in the human world.
"Disciple, have you decided, do you really want to go down the mountain?" the old monk asked again.
"Yeah." Xuanzang nodded.
"Well, I'll take a step back, Master. You can go down the mountain now, but the range is only within a thousand-mile radius of our Wuming Mountain, excluding Chang'an City. You can't go there, at least not now," the old monk said.
"OK!" Xuanzang made a gesture.
"?" Question marks appeared on the old monk's head, and he probably understood.
Xuanzang did not expect that the old monk would give in, and he did not ask why he was prohibited from going to Chang'an City.
As long as you can go down the mountain!
Besides, once you go down the mountain, the sea is not as wide as fish can leap, and the sky is as high as birds can fly.
"Before the big event in the future begins, my disciple, please go down the mountain and come back every three days. You are not allowed to stay outside for a long time." The old monk added.
Seeing the old monk's worried look, Xuanzang thought of his old father in his previous life.
"No problem, no problem." Xuanzang agreed.
"Bye-Bye."
Xuanzang then waved his hand and left the temple where he had been imprisoned for many years without looking back.
The old monk looked at Xuanzang's graceful leaving figure, feeling a little ominous in his heart. He felt that his decision had been hasty.
…
At the foot of Wuming Mountain, Xuanzang looked back at the temple on the mountain, and then started his first tour.
Looking at the east again from a distance, there is a magnificent and prosperous city located there, which is naturally Chang'an City.
Although Xuanzang wanted to go there, he felt that he would not respect the old monk very much if he violated the old monk's agreement when he got off the mountain.
There's no hurry about this!
Wumingshan is also surrounded by green mountains, with mountains, woods, rivers and sparsely populated areas everywhere.
This is a mythical world after all. Although it has a historical background, it is indeed vast.
Along the way, Xuanzang checked the chat group several times and found that there were very few people chatting in the group. After all, everyone had just joined the group, so they were not too familiar with each other, and they were probably all tinkering with the function of the chat group.
However, Li Chungang is quite diligent and shows up on time to clock in and sign in every morning, noon and evening.
As for the Demon Queen Morgana, she came out to curse from time to time, but no one paid attention to her.
"Taking advantage of this time, should I go to Wuzhishan to see my future disciple Sun Wukong?" Xuanzang said.
With his current pace and all his strength, it would take at most half a day to reach the Liangjie Mountains on the border of Datang.
However, it is better to veto this decision quickly, which is safer!
“Do one good deed a day!”
Xuanzang traveled while looking for opportunities to do good deeds.
Of course, there are techniques for doing good deeds, and there are also involutions.
If it is a simple act of kindness, there is no technical content at all.
For example, helping an old lady cross the road, looking for a missing cat, and suppressing bandits?
I’m afraid the rewards won’t be much better!
Half a day passed.
In the afternoon and evening, Xuanzang felt that there was no hope of doing one good deed a day today, and he did not force it, since it was not mandatory anyway.
Doing good deeds? It’s not beautiful to be intentional, just let nature take its course.
So before the sun went down, Xuanzang hunted a wild boar from the forest and dragged it to the river. Then he caught a few big carps and grilled them naturally.
I also bought a few bottles of wine Erguotou from the chat group space and drank them all in one gulp.
In the chat group mall, as long as you have points, you can get everything you need.
"This is life!"
Pork knuckle in one hand and two pot heads in the other, Xuanzang couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.
Although I would make tooth sacrifices from time to time without telling the old monk on the mountain, I couldn't eat as much as I wanted now without any restraint.
"Singing while drunk, how can life be so long? I only love the world of mortals and don't envy the immortals and Buddhas!"
Facing the evening sun, Xuanzang recited the first half of a poem.
And in the corner where Xuanzang couldn't see, the old monk had a black face and really wanted to jump out and beat this traitor.
In just a short time, if you have violated the prohibitions on killing, eating meat, and drinking alcohol, you will be missing out on the sexual precepts.
"You traitor!" the old monk roared in his heart.
Xuanzang suddenly sneezed and felt a chill on his spine. Why did he feel like someone was talking about him?
illusion?
Then he drank Erguotou in one gulp, fell on the stone and fell asleep.
One night passed.
"Bang bang bang..."
Accompanied by the sound of a fierce fight, Xuanzang woke up from his sleep angrily.
However, Xuanzang's expression soon changed. The sound of fighting was not an ordinary fight, but was accompanied by bursts of mana.
It's just that the fluctuation of mana is a bit weak.
Xuanzang immediately rushed to the scene of the fight. In a dense forest, he could see three figures fighting each other from a distance.
These three figures, one is white, one is green, and one is black!
Judging from the conclusion, they are not human, and they seem to be in a two-on-one situation.
"Three monsters?"
"Is this an opportunity to do good deeds?" Xuanzang said with a smile.
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