On the way, Xu Que carefully studied the injuries in his body, and finally came to the conclusion that there was no cure, and simply gave up the idea of rapid healing in a short time.
According to the system's report, what I need now is an item that can balance the demonic energy.
Is there anything better than ancient Buddha relics and ancient scriptures that can balance the evil spirit?
It is our duty to become a disciple of Buddha!
At this time, the two of them were walking slowly towards the west. The roads in the city were paved with a layer of fine yellow sand, and the wind blew up the dusk.
"What exactly is this Buddha going to do in the trial?" Xu Que put on a black robe and swayed slowly.
It had been a long time since he had felt walking slowly with his feet. This feeling reminded him of the feeling he had when he first came to this world.
Although my cultivation level was low at that time, I lived a relaxed and happy life.
Fahui clasped his hands together, walked in front, and said slowly: "The Buddha's Trial is a trial spread in the Buddhist realm. This is the first time for this young monk to participate, so I don't know exactly what will happen."
Xu Que refused to give up: "Are there no rumors?"
"Yes." Fahui hesitated for a moment, then said, "It is said that Buddhists undergo trials and need to ban their own cultivation. It is purely a mortal body that passes the trials and obtains the ancient scriptures."
Xu Que was immediately happy.
He had just lost his cultivation, leaving only this strong body.
This is simply a trial created just for him!
"Let's go! Let's get there quickly!"
Under Xu Que's urging, the two of them arrived at the place where they participated in the trial in the evening - the Great Leiyin Temple.
"Why the Great Leiyin Temple again?" Xu Que looked at the big characters on the plaque and asked in confusion.
Fahui explained: "This place was built in imitation of the temple where the ancient Buddha attained Taoism, so it is also called the Great Leiyin Temple."
In front of us is a majestic temple. The golden body of the ancient Buddha, which is dozens of feet high, stands like a big mountain in the main hall of the temple.
Under the main hall is a wide square, and they are standing in the center of the square.
All around him, there was a bustling crowd. In addition to a large number of bald monks, most of them were ordinary monks.
"I said... I will treat these people with hair as lay disciples of your Buddhist realm." Xu Que pointed to a few people in the distance whose looks were obviously incompatible with humans, and whispered, "Don't tell me.
Those things are the mounts of your Buddhist disciples."
Not far away, there are several monks who can be easily identified as monsters. They are tall and powerful. Do they have anything to do with Buddhism?
Xu Que was dumbfounded. Wasn't it agreed that the Buddha would be tested?
Why are there even non-human beings here?
"Amitabha." Fahui chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice and said in a deep voice, "My Buddha is compassionate. All living beings can participate in the trial regardless of race."
"I understand, this means that all those in your Buddhist sect who believe in me are Buddhists, right?"
Xu Que grinned, and while Fa Hui wasn't paying attention, he ran to the corner and used the system to change his appearance.
When he appeared again, he looked like a compassionate Buddhist disciple, with a fair face and an extremely weak look.
"Little Bulb, what do you think of my look?"
Xu Que walked up to Fa Hui proudly and turned around in a circle.
Fa Hui stared at him dumbfounded. After being stunned for a long time, she finally identified Xu Que's identity from his breath: "Xu, Fellow Daoist Xu? Is this your true body... No, the previous one was your true image.
"
"Do as the Romans do, and of course you must have a shiny bald head to participate in the Buddhist trial." Xu Que pretended to recite the Buddha's name, and said seriously, "From now on, please call me Master Tang Sanzang."
"..."
Fahui told Xu Que that there is no host for the Buddha's trial, and he only needs to wait here, and when the time comes, the trial will begin.
Specific trial rules will be notified to participants when the trial begins.
The trial has not yet started, and everyone is gathering together to chat.
After all, it is a trial for Buddhist disciples. No matter what they look like, everyone looks harmonious, either exchanging Buddhist ideas or discussing the content of the trial.
Fa Hui seems to be quite famous. Along the way, people recognized him and started talking about him.
"Amitabha, I didn't expect Master Fahui to be here too."
"The Ten Thousand Years Trial of the Buddha has begun. Naturally, we Buddhists will not miss such a grand event."
"But with Master Fahui here, our chances may be slim. In terms of Buddhist research, who can compare with Master Fahui?"
As for Xu Que beside him, he was simply ignored.
However, someone noticed Xu Que and came forward and asked in a low voice: "Master, are you also here to participate in the Buddha's trial?"
Xu Que rolled his eyes at him: "Amitabha, aren't you talking nonsense? Who here is not participating in the Buddha's trial?"
"Um... yes." The Buddhist was stunned and asked, "I wonder why my fellow monks came to participate in the Buddha's trial? The poor monk sees that you don't seem to have studied Buddhism deeply..."
The people present do not judge the superiority based on cultivation, but judge the superiority based on Buddhism.
Want to find out more about me?
Xu Que smiled kindly and said: "The poor monk has killed seven or forty-nine evil spirits in our country. He participated in the Buddhist trial just to see if there are any evil spirits causing trouble in the Western Heaven."
"..."
The monk was stunned for a moment by Xu Que's simple and crude language style. After a moment of silence, he quietly retreated.
clang--!
At this moment, a deafening bell rang.
Everyone immediately stopped their discussion and looked at the golden statue of the ancient Buddha in the main hall.
Buzz——
A trembling sound came from Jin, and brilliant golden light gradually surged from behind, covering the entire square.
Xu Que felt dizzy. When he woke up again, the scene in front of him had changed drastically.
I saw a majestic mountain standing in front of me, shaped like a palm. At the bottom of the mountain, pressing down was a monkey with a thunderous face.
Xu Que was shocked at that time: "Am I traveling through time in Journey to the West?"
Just as he was preparing to summon the system, a neutral and peaceful voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Let's go, the disciples chosen by Buddhism, with the compassion of Buddhism, conquer your four disciples and spend ninety-nine and eighty-one years.
If it is difficult, go to the West to obtain the true sutra, and then you can become a disciple of the Buddha."
Xu Que couldn't help but start to wonder if the person who wrote Journey to the West had also traveled back in time from here, right?
Climbing up the stairs, Xu Que came to the monkey and without saying a word, he tore off the adhesive tape on its head.
Then, he grinned at the monkey and said kindly: "Hello, my name is Tang Sanzang. Come with me to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures."
"Um...no, Lao Sun and I were suppressed by the Buddha back then, but I actually think what he said is quite reasonable. Let's just forget about it."
"Amitabha, do you think I am right or he is right?"
"Of course it's Buddha... You must be right! Master, don't panic, my disciple will come out and go to the West with you to learn Buddhist scriptures."
Xu Que put down the Zen staff he had just taken out and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, I am indeed a good disciple of my teacher."